"You've could've knocked me with a feather," you sang, walking into Patrick's office.
You walked near him, "I know you've heard this all before, but we're just Hell's neighbors."
You wrapped your arms around Patrick, "Why won't the world revolve around me?"
You took his fedora and twirled around, "In my dreams, trees grow all over the streets."
"I don't know much about classic cars," you sang as Patrick stood up. He grabbed up hand. "But, I've got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke."
"Down, set, one, hut, hut, hike," Patrick joined. "Media blitz."
"Let's hear it for America's Suitehearts," you two sang in unison. "But, I must confess. I'm in love with my own sins."
Patrick picked you up and spun you around. He set you down, and took back his fedora.
"Thanks for the throwback," Patrick said, overjoyed.
"Anytime," you replied, and walked off.
Patrick watched as you walked away. "What a catch."
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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...
