His Name Is Wentz

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"I told you I didn't wanna go to work with you!" I yelled at Pete.

"I TOLD YOU YOU HAD TO!" he screamed.

"I'm so fucking done with you right now" I mumbled glaring at Pete. I headed for the stairs but he pulled me back slamming my head into the couch. My concussion. I gasped as I fell onto the floor. I started seeing black spots everywhere. There wasn't just one angry Pete standing in front of me there were three.

"Baby" he whispered dropping next to me "Oh my god I'm so sorry I didn't mean to pull you back that hard" I pushed him away from me as he tried to reach out to grab me.

"Don't touch me!" I said. My vision went back to normal. I stood up only to get dizzy and fall into him. He grabbed me before I could fall. "I'm going to Brendons" I mumbled pulling myself from his grip. I grabbed my keys but fell to my knees. The world got distorted.

"Shit" he said. He lifted me up bridal style. He laid me down on the couch. I covered my head with my hand.

"Baby" I whimpered. I started seeing black.

"I'm right here" he grabbed my hand. My head pounded horribly. "Oh my god this is all my fault" He said shakily. I didn't respond. Uh duh it was your fault you fucking asshat. But I was too desperate for him comfort to be mad at him right now. I could feel everything coming back up. Here we go. I puked all over the rug. He jumped back but it was too late his pants were covered. I smiled to myself a bit for that. I did it again and felt okay again. Concussions were the worst. He sighed loudly.

"Guess I'm calling out of work today" he mumbled. He stared at the vomit on the floor. "And calling my house cleaner" I groaned covering my head again. At least the spinning stopped. Petes fault.
•••••
Pete showered then helped me shower since I could barely walk right. I cuddled myself into his side.

"Still wanna go to Brendons?" he asked smugly.

"If you keep talking I might" I grumbled. I was still pissed off at him and his controlling attitude. I was laying in his too big shirt and my boxers. His smell surrounded everything. He smelled like expensive cologne.

"I still think you look absolutely adorable with your glasses" he said poking my lens.

"Hmm" I mumbled. My wet hair refused to stop falling into my eyes as I attempted to watch Sherlock.

"Come on baby I said I was sorry" he said running his hand through my hair. He waved his other one in front of my face.

"Babe come on" I said annoyedly. I pushed his hand away from me. He sighed. He then sighed louder. Then he made a loud groaning noise. "Pete!" I yelled. I hit him with the pillow. He laughed while I continued to hit him. He grabbed the pillow from my hands and straddled me. I smiled up at him.

"Awh. You're so cute" he said. He took my glasses off and put them on himself. I kissed his nose lightly.

"Gimmie my glasses back you nerd" He moved away from me before i could grab them. "You don't even wear glasses" I squealed. I took them off of him and put them back on my nose.

"Are we good now?" he asked. I kissed the side of his mouth as my answer. I sat on his lap and cuddled into his side again. I got immediately sucked into the episode again. "I think if you had to choose between dating me and dating Benedict Cumberbatch you would date Benedict Cumberbatch"

"Yup" I said popping the p.

"Excuse me?" he asked. I smiled innocently at him. He threw me down onto the bed and tickled me until I was laughing so hard I was red.

"S-stop!" I laughed.  He laid down on top of me.

"Gonna apologize?" he asked.

"I sowwy" I stuck out my bottom lip. 

"I forgive you" he said.  I smiled.

"Yay!" I cheered "Baby loves me again!" He chuckled then kissed me. 

"Who said I ever stopped?" he asked.  The mood turned serious.  My smile dropped as I examined his face.  He kissed me roughly.  His tongue won the fight for dominance. 

"The pillows fell" I said pointing to them.

"Jesus why do you always ruin the moment?" he asked while I picked up the pillows. 

"Because the pillows wanted to be picked up!  Don't judge them!  You don't know their story!" I yelled.  He smiled again. 

"You're a dweeb" he said.

"I'm your dweeb now kiss me" He pressed his lips against mine.