Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines

Patrick - Troubled thoughts, and a self esteem to match.

Is it bad I just started to listen to What a Catch, Donnie yesterday?

You had noticed Patrick had spent the last week, balled up in the bed.

You did ask him what was wrong, but he constantly denied anything was wrong.

But, today you knew something was wrong. 

"Patrick Stump, you are going to tell me what is wrong right now," you demand. 

"Nothing's wrong!" Patrick insists. 

"Patrick, I'm not fucking around! You're telling me what the hell is wrong!" You yell.

"Ok! God!" Patrick says. "I guess... how do I put this... I've got troubled thought and a self esteem to match."

"Goddamnit Patrick," you say. "Do you really gotta make a song reference?"

"Shut up!" Patrick says. "That's the only way I can put it right now."

"Ok," you say. "What kind of troubled thoughts?"

"I don't know..." Patrick says. 

"Then, why are you so sad?" You ask.

"Well... I guess I do know..." Patrick admits.

"What is it?!" You ask. 

"I just... can't be in Fall Out Boy anymore," Patrick says.

"Why?" You ask.

"It's too much pressure," Patrick says. "We put all our time into our music, and no one appreciates it."

"I appreciate it," you say. "I love your guys' music."

"One person," Patrick says. "one person isn't gonna change anything."

"Oh, just watch," you say. "I'm gonna change everything."

From that moment on, you tried your best to get everyone you know to get together. You made arrangements, calls, and put a lot of hard work in it.

You call Patrick."Hey, are you with the guys?"

"Yeah, why?" Patrick asks.

"Just, meet me back at home with them," you say.

"Ok..." Patrick says, not knowing what to expect.

You end the call. "They're on they're way."

Patrick comes home with the guys. "(Y/N)?" 

They all search for you when Joe calls everyone. "Maybe she's outside."

Patrick opens the back door and is greeted with tons of people yelling surprise.

"What the hell is this?" Patrick asks. "It's not any of our birthdays."

"I know," you say. "You said you put a lot of work into your music, and no one appreciates it. Well, everyone here does."

Patrick looks at everyone. "This has to be, probably, 200 people!"

"This was as many people I could get," you admit. "But, every single one of them appreciates everything you guys do. Nothing's gonna change that."

Andy hugs you. "Thank you, (Y/N)."

"Yeah, thanks," Joe says.

"Ooooo, she's cute," Pete says, ignoring anything that was happening.

"Your welcome guys," you say. "See, I told you one person could change everything."

"Well," Patrick says. "you didn't change everything. But you starting."

"Oh my god, Patrick!" You say. "Just let me have my moment!"

"Ok, ok," Patrick says. 

"Now, where's my 'thank you' kiss?" You ask.

Patrick kisses you. "There, happy?"

You smile and hug him. "Yup."

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A/N

YO. YO. YO. WHAT'S UP MY... UH... I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK TO CALL YOU GUYS. SHIT. 

ANYWAYS. HI.

So, this time, I have two things to say/ask.

1. Sup.

2. SSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOO. I'VE GOT ANOTHER QUESTION FOR YOU PEOPLE. Do you think I'm a girl or a boy?
You never know... I could be a guy... Even when I'm talking to some people that are cool, I say I'm a little (Not nessessarily little, I just like to say that) person. I never specify that I'm a girl, or boy. SO I'D LIKE TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. Also, the nickname I go by is yoshi so, you still never know...

Well, bye!

~ yoshi ^-^