You were at your friend, Hillary's (Aye, the birthgiver to me), house. She was having a sleepover... with only you two.
As you changed into your Pikachu onsie, Hillary talked to her brother about something. You walked out of the bathroom and went into Hillary's room, continuously saying "PIKA PIKA BITCH."
You were surprised that Hillary wasn't into there, but her brother, Pete."Oh... hey, Petey," you said awkwardly.
"Nice onsie, (Y/N)," Pete joked.
"I know right," you replied. "At least it's better than... that..."
You pointed to Pete's shirt, that was a T-shirt version of the album cover to Take This To Your Grave."Hey! At least I dress like an adult," Pete said.
"Hmm... I don't know what your talking about," you said.
Pete got up and tackled you. He started tickling you.
"Pete! Stop!" You shout between laughs.
"Never!" Pete replies.
Pete continues to tickle you until he runs out of strength.
You two plop onto the ground, out of breath."Thank god," you mumble.
"One more thing I need to do," Pete says, getting up.
He pecks your lips and leaves the room.
You lay on the ground, dumbfound."Cool."

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Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines
FanfictionThe first one, I can't say the only anymore, Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines! This book follows imagines with both Pete Wentz and Patrick Stump... but they're not together... it's you and either Pete or Patrick... ya weirdos. Requested welcome...