*EDITING* Thanks For The Memories (Peterick FanFic)

The Mighty Fall

I woke up around 12am, which left me some extra time. I got ready; that took an hour.

I decided to write a note to Patrick. It would be something he could read when he missed me. I grabbed a piece of paper and a pen.

Pat,

I'm leaving today, and I couldn't say all of this to you before I left, I decided to write it down to give to you. I love you. More than you could ever imagine. You mean so much to me I can't describe it. Stay safe.
(You can also play my bass whenever you want.)

xx Pete

I folded it in half and shoved it in my pocket. My mom walked in to my room.

"Oh, you're already awake. Get in the car, I'll be out in a few minutes." She said and I walked outside. I ran to Patrick's house.

It was 2:30 but I rang his door bell anyway.

"Whhhaaaattt?" I heard Patrick groan from inside his house. He opened the door. "Oh! Hey."

"Hey. Here." I took the note out of my pocket and handed it to him. "Don't read it now, I don't have a lot of time. I'm leaving and I wanted to say goodbye again."

"Goodbye." He frowned and kissed me sloppily. He was really tired.

"Get some sleep. I love you." I said as I ran to the car.

"I love you." I heard Patrick say.

My mom got in the car and started it. We started driving away. I looked out of the window.

"Are you okay?" My mom asked.

"Yeah. Just thinking." I replied.

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At the airport, it was extremely busy. I got onto the air plane and sat down. I didn't get to sit next to my mom. I sat next to some old lady who was reading some book.

I sighed and waited for the plane to take off.

~~lol idk what to write here~~

We are in New Jersey. I was in a taxi with my mom. They were driving us to my mom's friends house.

"She has two children around your age." My mom said.

I nodded and the taxi stopped moving. I got out and my mom paid the driver.

I walked up to the door and knocked on it.

A very tall boy with glasses opened the door.

"Hi..?" He almost asked.

"Hey. I'm Peter... But I'd prefer you'd call me Pete. I think my mom is friends with your mom?" I said.

"Oh, yeah. I'm Mikey. My brother Gerard is in his room." He responded.

"Oh!" A woman from inside the house said. My mom immediately recognized her and they started talking.

"Wanna hang out?" Mikey asked me.

"Sure," I shrugged and followed him to his room.

"So, tell me about yourself, please." He asked politely.

"Uh, I'm graduating this year. I play bass..." I started to say.

"No way! Me too! I'm in a band with my brother and 2 of our friends." He smiled.

"Great! What's the name?" I asked.

"My Chemical Romance." He said. "Yours?"

"Fall Out Boy." I replied.

A boy walked in, which I assumed was Gerard.