"Relax, Patrick." Pete patted my knee.
We were sitting at the MTV Video Music Awards. Andy and Joe were on my other side.
"We'd like to present to you the MTV Video Music Award for Video of the Year candidates!" The host said.
We all turned our attention to the giant backdrop screen as the MTV logo disappeared and the candidates appeared.
The first one was a band I haven't heard of. Maybe I need to listen to the radio more often.
My attention was distracted by Pete moving his hand up my thigh. I looked over at him and he was watching me.
"What?" I whispered, not wanting to draw attention to us.
"You look very handsome."
I blushed. "Um, thanks. You do too."
His hand paused right next to my crotch and he started rubbing circles with his thumb. I couldn't help but become a little aroused.
Then I heard our music playing and it took me awhile to figure out that we were one of the candidates for the award. I looked at the screen and saw us up there.
It showed clips of our video. Joe in his robe. Sarah with his pet zebra. Me on my bed with dozens of little animals. Pete playing paintball and Andy working out.
After our part was done and it played the next candidate, Pete squeezed my leg. I really hope I didn't get a boner from this. I took his hand away from my leg and intertwined our fingers.
I saw him smirk from the corner of my eye.
He leaned towards me, "didn't like the action?"
"Kind of an inappropriate place for the action."
"Aw, come on Patrick. We could make for the rest room and fuck in a stall."
"You're so romantic, Pete."
He laughed.
"Besides, you know how busy the bathrooms would be? I mean, there's a lot of people here."
"You've performed before, now all of a sudden you're getting stage fright?"
I dropped his hand and crossed my arms. "You would mention that."
"What? No, I didn't mean when you.. I was talking about performing a song."
Still, the moment was over. Or at least I thought.
He took out his phone and sent me a text.
I sighed and looked at it. It was a video. Obviously, he had filmed it beforehand.
He took my phone quick and dimmed the brightness and then he turned it on silent. He handed it back with a smirk and look to see if anyone was watching us.
I played the video and instantly regretted it. It was him jerking off. I turned the screen off and my crotch complained.
"Really?"
He giggled. "I thought it'd make you feel better. Aren't you going to watch it?"
I couldn't help but smile at him. "Maybe later."
He smiled back and we turned our attention to the host.
"And the winner is.." They pulled the letter from the envelope. "Fall Out Boy's Uma Thurman!"
Wait. Really?
We got up, nervously and headed towards the stage. We went up and she handed Pete our little astronaut. She gave me the mic and I grinned.
"Thank you, wow, thanks. I almost had to do a double take when they said Fall Out Boy. Totally unexpected."
The crowd laughed.
"Well, I want to say that we've come a long ways and our fans were a big factor in that. I mean, nothing would have been possible without you guys."
Andy took the mic from me and said a few more things. We were about to go back to our seats when the lady who presented our award stopped us.
"Guys," she smiled. "I know it's a little sudden, but.."
Some people came on stage carrying guitars and a cover was thrown off of a drum set behind us.
"Would you mind playing for us?"
I looked at the guys and they all shrugged. "Sure, what would you like us to play?"
"How about Centuries?"
We all nodded and took positions with the instruments.
"Du du du-du, du du du-du
Du du du-du, du du du-du
Du du...
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold.."
A/N
Hey so I'm re-editing this story because holy crap! I wrote this way before the MTV video music awards and they actually won with Uma Thurman! I'm a freaking fortune teller!
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Accepted (Peterick)
FanfictionIt all started that night on stage. Our boss told me to get the crowd exited. Well, he was a bit more specific than that. But no matter how embarrassing that was, it was worth it, because Pete came to me afterwards.
