Peterick One Shots

Crazy Eyes

A/N

Let's just say this one shot is fucking crazy.

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Petes POV:

Flashback....

"Patrick I just think we shouldn't be together, you need more love than I can give you so I think we should break up" I said to Patrick who looked angry,

"Break up?! Petey pie I love you, you can't leave me" He had a crazy look in his eyes before he ran over and put his hands around my neck, "I love you Pete you can't leave me!" I kicked him off and threatened to call the police, "Oh Pete wentz I'll be back" He said crazily and ran off out of my house.

That was over a year ago and he never came back, I changed my locks, changed my address, and I got a haircut and dyed it.

Now I was walking into my lonely apartment sighing. I put the key in the lock twisting it and hearing a click before I opened the door and walked inside slowly turning the light on.

I didn't feel alone then I looked up seeing a man with light blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and a smug smirk on his face. He was wearing a light blue suit and a bow tie.

Patrick.....

"P-Patrick, w-wha-what are you doing here?" I questioned my voice sounding shaky and scared,

"Hello Peter, surprised? You should be, why did you leave me? Why didn't you love me anymore? You never called I started getting worried" His voice was calm but had a hit of anger behind it,

"What I want to know is how you found me" I was freaking out inside thinking of how he will kill me, "I changed my address, my locks, my hair, my style everything"

"Oh Pete, there's the internet you weren't hard to find" His head twitched and his eyes got a hit of crazy in them, "Answer my question, why don't you love me?" He smiled crazily,

"I ummm couldn't give you the love that you wanted and I mean, Patrick when we were together you would get really jealous whenever someone even looked at me, you would shoo them away. Patrick you killed my best friend, you stuffed him in the truck of you're car and drove him off a cliff!" My voice was shaky,

"He was getting close with you, he tried to steal you from me, silly" He giggled like one of those crazy people in those movies,

"Patrick I mean we can be friends" I chose my words carefully,

"Friends aye? I think I would like that. Pete you have something on you're shirt"

I looked down at my shirt, "There's nothing on my shir-" I looked up and he was gone, "Shit..." I muttered to myself looking around my tiny apartment seeing the hall closet open slightly,

I walked to it slowly with shaky hands and opened the closet door slowly but he wasn't in there, then I heard music playing from my room,

I heard the song nobody puts a baby in the corner by fall out boy which just so happens to be me and Patrick's old band, that is until he went crazy.

The part of the song that was playing was 'I wrap the locket around your throat, I way you down I watch you choke, you look so good in blue' That same lyric kept repeating on a loop.

I opened one of the drawers in my kitchen frantically pulling out a knife and slowly walking to my room cautiously opening the door.

There was no one in there except a laptop that was playing the lyric, I ran over and turned it off.

"Patrick where are you? We can talk this out" My nervous voice rang out,

"Petey I'm right here" I heard something whisper in my ear, I screamed dropping my knife and ran to the bathroom quickly closing and locking the door.

I panted taking deep breaths before opening it again seeing if the coast was clear, it was but I closed the door locking it once more.

Then the lights in the bathroom turned off, "Oh fuck" I gasped scared, I pulled out a lighter trying to light it.

After five attempts of my shaky sweaty hands trying to turn the lighter on I finally got it in and looked around with it.

I felt something right behind me and slowly turned around seeing Patrick with a happy crazy smirk on his face and a knife in his hand,

"I'm happy we're friends Pete" He smiled,

"M-m-me t-tw-o pat-trick"

He giggled, "We're gonna be great friends"

Then he blew out the candle making everything in the room go dark.....

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Hello there my lovelies, yes I know this one shot was crazy but I wanted to write it, I got the idea from somewhere of a stalker kind of crazy thing and wanted to write it so here it is. Basically what goes on in my mind when I'm tired, some crazy shit.

Anyways bye nemos!

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