A/N: Hey Guys! It's Zoe!
I haven't really introduced myself but yeah I am also British, I am best friends with Charlotte and I love Batman and pizza. That's about it haha. Sorry-I write like really long preferences... I mean I try to shorten them but it doesn'tw work and urghhh idk haha. I mean tbh I prefer long preferences but idk what you guys like so... yeah...So yeah that's my explanation of myself.
Bye!
Zoe x
Written by Zoe
Patrick:
"Ok let's try this again...
I can move mountains
I can work a miracle, work a miracle
I'll keep you like an oath
'May nothing but death do us part...'She wants to dance like Uma Thurman
Bury me 'til I confess
She wants to dance like Uma Thurman
And I can't get you out of my headOk that's good so far... Urgh I can't think oh my god...Babe!"
"Yeah?" You replied, trying to read your book.
"Can you pass me my glasses from the kitchen please? I can't seem to concentrate..."
"Why don't you just take a break?"
"Nah. I'm in the mood for songwriting. I'm in the zone."
"Oh ok." You giggled.
Whilst you continued to read, you went into the kitchen and got Patrick's glasses then gave them to him. You sat down on the sofa."Oh...oh my god what the hell?!" Patrick said suddenly.
You kept reading.
"Babe! Where are my glasses?"
"Are you serious I just gave it to you you numbskull."
"Yeah because they are raybans glasses with a hint of blue in." He said sarcastically.
"What?" You looked up confused."Whose are these?"
"Oh they're mine." You said not thinking much of it.
"You have glasses?! Since when?"
"Since I got them from the Opticians?" You said.
"Haha. Very funny. I mean when did you get them?"
"Erm.... about a month ago?"
"Aww Babe why didn't you say? Come here." He said holding his arms out. You walked over to him and sat on his lap and he put your glasses on you."See? You look beautiful! Why didn't you show me before?"
"Because I didn't want you to judge me if I look weird in them..."
"Babe are you kidding? I would never judge you! You don't judge me when I have glasses on, so why would I do the same to you?"
"I-I don't know."
"Awww.." He said cuddling into you.Joe:
Joe:
"Hey Joe?"
"Yeah babe?"
"Can you take me into town? I need to pick something up for Demi." That was half true. Yes you needed to pick something up, but it was for yourself. Although, you didn't want to tell Joe what it was.You had to pick up your glasses from the Opticians-you had an appointment yesterday. You were dreading it. The last time you wore glasses (primary school), you got bullied for a couple of years because you had to wear glasses all the time and you got called names because of it.
"Yeah sure-but shouldn't she be able to get it herself?"
"Apparently she had to do something important and she needed to pick it up because it was urgent." You hated lying to Joe.
"Oh ok."*A couple of hours later*
You went to the opticians and it turns out you were long sighted and you had to wear glasses for reading. That wasn't so bad. But the bad part was that the person that gave you the glasses told you to wear them around for a bit to 'help you get used to it' (Idek) . So this meant when Joe came to pick you up, he had to see you wearing these glasses. You really liked the glasses, you just didn't want anyone to judge you for wearing them.
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Fall Out Boy Imagines
FanfictionThis is a collection of Fall Out Boy Imagines written by Charlotte, Abby and Zoe.