A Series Of Patrick Stump Imagines

House Of Memories/Biggest Fan

A/N: So, in this one, you and Patrick are high schoolers walking home from school together.

Patrick and I walked home together like we did every day after school, chatting the entire way.
"Someday, I'm going to be in a band," Patrick fantasized aloud.
"And I'll cheer you on the entire way, no matter what. I'll be the first to listen to your songs and the first to buy your albums. I'm protect you from the crazy fangirls. I have to warn you though, I'll be your biggest, craziest fan."
"Promise?"
"Promise," I assured him. "Will you promise me that when your fantasies become your legacies, you'll promise me a place in your house of memories?"
"Promise. How would you feel is I dated a fan?"
"I'd have to do a backround check on her first, and scare her a bit. Then I'd lecture the both of you."
"How would you think she'd feel if I did this?"
Patrick wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me gently. Thousands of butterflies awoke in my stomach and took flight. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.
When we finally pulled apart, I rested my forehead on his."I think she'd love it."

A/N: Sorry about that being so short! I've had writers' block. And it was finals week, but now it's over. Yippee!!! And I also spent a lot of time talking to my boyfriend. Yes, I'm in a relationship now. EEEEEEEEEEEP!!!