Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines

Petey - Y u leav meh hure?

(Some people are just gonna really hate me for this, but I'm gonna write this entire thing how my friend texts me... She doesn't use full words, she doesn't use sentences, OK, SHE DOESN'T USE ANYTHING THAT IS CORRECT. NOW, ENJOY MUDATRUKAS. (I just realized that some of you may not even know what most of it is going to mean, but fuck it!) )

u wure hom olon w/o Petey

cuz he wuz w/ Tricky Josph & Andly

sadily u sat un teh couh bord

NOPE. CAN'T DO THIS. I'M NEED TO WRITE RIGHT, GODDAMNIT.
NOW, LET'S START THIS AGAIN.

You were home alone, because Pete had to work with Patrick, Joe, and Andy.

Sadly, you sat by yourself, on the couch, bored.

You picked up your phone to check the time. 20:34. (8:34 for you Americans)

Suddenly, after you placed your phone down, you began hearing the strangest of noises. 

Laughter and screams of some sort.

It really gave you the creeps, so you ran upstairs and into your bed. 

You snuggle up with the blanket, and try to ignore the sounds.

You were a grown human being. (Some guys may be reading this, so I put human being.) 

You didn't have to scared... except you were.

If things couldn't get any worse, you tried calling Pete and there was no answer. You knew Pete always answered your calls. Always.

"Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz, you answer your fucking phone," you said, as a message.

After, what seemed to be hours, but it was actually 20 minutes, Pete called you back.

"What's wrong?" Pete asked.

"Things are here, and they're scaring me, and I don't know what they are," you explained.

"Don't worry (Y/N)," Pete says. "Nothing's gonna happen. Trust me."

"Ok, Pete," you say, and hang up.

You bring the blanket up to your chin.

"Goddammit Pete, if your lying to me, I'll kill you," you say to yourself.

After another long period of time, the sounds came back.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up."

You felt shivers down your spine, as if someone was touching your back. 

But, when you felt your back, nothing was there.

Then, you felt breathing on you neck, and there was that familiar smell... Pete's cologne...

The breathing on your neck, soon turned into a kiss.

You laughed as you realized what was happening.

"Goddamnit Pete," you say, turning your head. "Why?"

"I don't know," he replies. "It's fun messing with you."

"I hate you so much," you say. 

"But you just gotta love me," Pete says, kissing your cheek.

"How did you make those noises you spook me?" You ask.

"Well, now it wouldn't be fun if I told you all my secrets," Pete says. "Maybe this is just best left a mystery. For a while now, at least."

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A/N (No need to read, I just like to tell you guys things.)

WHAT'S UP MY LITTLE (INSERT NICKNAME)?!

I'VE GOT DE NEWS FOR YOU.

I MEAN, IT'S NOT IMPORTANT. BUT STILL. 

I'M CROSSING OVER TO THE GUY SIDE.

(Side note:) Yes, I'm a girl, but I'm trying to slowly progress into the guy side.

YEAH. DON'T JUDGE ME.

OK, BYE. 

~ yoshi ^-^