Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines

Pete - And when I'm gone, just carry on.

You had enough of the world. And everything in it. 

No matter what you did, it just kept getting worse. 

Pete was always with Fall Out Boy or on tour or writing songs, so he never had time for you. 

You loved him so very much, but you never really knew how much he loved you.

You always thought his feelings towards you were very strong.

So, you decide to end it. 

-

You had just finished a crying session, and were prepared for your watery grave. 

You just had to do one thing. 

You reach for your phone in your pocket. 

You slowly dial Pete's number.

It went straight to voice mail. Go figure.

You leave a message. 

"Pete, it's (Y/N). Um, I just wanted to say... bye. I won't be coming home, so don't expect me. I love you a lot, so don't blame yourself. So, when I'm gone, just carry on. You have enough to worry about, other than me."

You place your phone down on the ground, next to your bag, wondering if someone is ever going to know this is your stuff.

You take a deep breath and walk towards the water.

You walk in begin to drown. 

Soon, you fall unconscious.

But, someone pulls you out. 

They pull you out of the eater and take you back to the shore. 

"(Y/N)! (Y/N), please say something! I need to know that you're alive!"

They shake you, and shake you. 

Finally you begin coughing! You're alive!

They hug you and your shoulder starts feeling wet.

I mean, wetter than before, considering YOU WERE IN FREAKING WATER.

You don't yet have the strength to talk. But, you can open your eyes.

Pete. Pete's there. Holding you, and crying. 

"(Y/N)," Pete says. "(Y/N), thank god you're alive! I couldn't loose you."

Pete continues to hold you in his arms.

It becomes dark. 

Pete carries you bridal style to his car, and he only stops to pick up your things. 

He drives you two home.

You can tell he's still crying. 

When you reach the house, Pete carries you bridal style to the bathroom. He places you on the counter.

You only look at Pete as he runs you a bath. 

He comes back in front of you.

You've regained enough strength to cup your hands around his face and kiss him.

You've also regained enough strength to quietly whisper, "Petey, I love you."

Your and Pete's foreheads come together, and Pete begin to cry along with you.

"(Y/N), I love you too," Pete replies. 

Pete pulls himself together, not wanting to cry in front of you.

"Come on," Pete says. "let's get you outta these clothes. There's a bath, just for you."

Pete helps you undress and into the bathtub.

When you're done, Pete helps you out.

He wraps a towel around you. Once he did so, he holds you close.

Pete helps you into your pajamas. 

He also helps you into the bed you two share. He makes sure you're warm.

Then, Pete lays with you.

You two stare into each others eyes. 

No talking. There's just silence. 

You're about to say something when Pete shushes you. 

"Don't talk," Pete says. "I already know what you'll say. (Y/N), I think you're forgetting I went through this too."

Pete kisses your nose and smiles. 

"I love you too much," Pete says. "way too fucking much, to not know how you feel."

Pete runs his hands over your face, causing you to close your eyes. "Now sleep my child!" 

He kisses you one last time before turning off the light.

You snuggle close to him, knowing that, Pete Wentz saved your life.

-

A/N

Aaaaaaaaawwwwwww. Now wasn't that cute?

I wrote this all by myself! No suggestion or anything!

ARE YOU FINALLY PROUD OF ME?! HUH? ARE YA?! No? Ok then...

I wanted to do something like this because I've been making Pete seem like such a sex addict and I made it seem like he didn't care about you. 

A little change never hurt anyone, right?

(AJ, this was inspired by you. Remember the conversation about you sending the thing to Pete? Yeah, that. that helped me.)

Hope you enjoyed it!! (Took me 3 hours to write...)

~ yoshi ^-^