Heavy breathing, sweat pouring, skin hot, clothes all across the room "Yes, more..." He wakes up
"No...NOO!" Pete didn't want to wake up, he wanted to see that face again, feel him again, if only it wasn't a dream. He saw him last night at the party, in the crowed room his buddy Joe through for him. He never caught his name. The blue green eyes, the blonde hair, the angel face, the chub that clung to his hips, he needed to be back at that party. "JOEEE!"
"Dude what the fuck, its 5am go back to bed" He heard on the other end of line."But Joe, I need to know who that man was, he was everything I wanted, and now he's gone, I never got to say Hi.." Pete voice broke, was he really getting this upset ?
"What that Patrick kid, yeah he's cool, real talented that one, don't worry I saw you eying the poor kid. But hey I can um invite him over again. Wait why are we using the phone to talk each other, I'm right across the hall, come over ya nun skull." With that Joe hung up, Pete could him laugh.
He gets up and walks to Joes room, "Dude look lets go back to bed, c'mere, ill call him around 10am or so, that okay?" "Yeah sweet deal bro." Pete climbs into bed with Joe and falls back asleep with a smile on his face thinking, Patrick... Just Patrick".
When Pete wakes back up, he hears some chatter downstairs, he can him, the one, he's here! Pete gets up and gets changes pretty fast, trips on a pant leg, and almost breaks his face trying to put on his converse. Finally he gets downstairs and Patrick smiles and waves to him. Pete is motionless, he cant move, talk, nothing.
"Hi, Im Patrick.. Patrick Stump nice to meet you."
"Um.. Uh.. Hi, im Pete, Pete Wentz, your gorgeous.." shit shit shit is all Pete thinks, and his palms are sweaty, and his heart is beating out of chest.. "Thanks, means a lot!" Pheww okay he doesn't want to run away, or slap Pete in the face.
"Joe over here says that you want to hang out sometime? I think that would be great, actually i'm not in the studio today. Would you like to go out sometime today?"
Pete is blown back, when Patrick says that. "Of course yes i would love too! I mean yeah that sounds cool."
"You're funny, and pretty gorgeous yourself." Patrick says with a blush on his face and a smile that could blind someone.
"Pretty lips" Pete thinks, or so he thought.
"That's a new one, but again thanks, I gotta go ill be back to pick you up around 6, dinner and movie or something Pete?
Pete mentally punches himself in the face for that. "Yeah sounds great! Can't wait!"
Patrick take his coat and ray bans off the coffee table, "Bye Joe!, Bye Pete!"
Pete looks back at joe, "Man i thought pretty well, but the whole lips things, really Pete" he says laughing, and patting his back. "Hey I didn't mean for that slip out, I thought I said that to myself... but obviously not. Well its 3 now, I should go get ready" ,he turns away from Joe and heads back upstairs and lays on his bed. He cant wait for tonight.
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FanfictionIt was love at first sight. Pete didn't know Patrick was a broken soul, he didn't care, he loves him. He wouldn't trade him for the world. Pete is going to do everything in his power to keep him safe. Ahh Peterick love