[Whenever I get depressed I somehow end up listening to like really old Taylor Swift whyyyyyy]
Brendon came over to help me pack my stuff up for Petes house.
"You sure this is what you want?" he asked while we put my clothes in a box.
"Yup" I said smiling "I'm ready to give love a shot" He smiled too.
"Bout fucking time" he said. He ruffled my hair. We filled the box fully with clothes. "What room are you staying in? His? Or the play room?" he wiggled his eyebrows at me.
"You're the literal definition of a dickhead" I said pushing him. He laughed way too hard at his own dumb joke.
"Good thing I'm not an egg because I crack myself up" he said. He snapped his finger then pointed at me.
"Get out" I said pointing to the door.
"Get it!? Like how an egg cracks. Crack myself up!?" he started laughing again.
"Damn how many braincells does that hair gel of yours kill?" I asked. I grabbed the box and walked it out to the living room. Pete was supposed to be coming up to get them.
"CRACK MYSELF UP!" he yelled again.
"Please stop talking" I said. Pete walked in.
"COME ON THAT WAS FUNNY!" he yelled.
"Are we really still on this?" I asked as Pete grabbed a box. Brendon emerged from my room.
"Crack myself up. Egg. I can't" his fave was red from laughter. I pinched the bridge of my nose and laughed at his stupidity.
"What'd I miss?" Pete asked.
"I made a joke then said 'good thing I'm not an egg because I crack myself up' and Patrick said it was stupid but I mean come on it's pretty funny" he started clapping like a retarded seal. Pete raised an eyebrow at him.
"I don't understand" Pete mumbled rubbing the back of his neck. I hugged him tightly. I hadn't seen him all day. He placed the box down and hugged me back.
"Well, you know how you crack an egg?" Brendon asked. Pete nodded. I groaned. "Crack myself up! Get it?" Pete was quiet for a moment.
"Oh!" he said and started laughing as well.
"I hate you both" I mumbled. I kissed Petes chest before pulling away from him. I grabbed a box then walked downstairs.
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His Name Is Wentz
Fanfic[Based on 50 Shades Of Grey] "I'm Pete Wentz. You must be Patrick" "Uh yeah I'm him. He's me" "Sit down then Mr. Stump"
