Dance, Dance {The Story of How I Woke Up Naked Next to Patrick Stump}

The Phoenix

He widened his eyes and almost fell out of the bed we were sharing. in the process he almost pulled the comforter out of my arm. 

"What the fuck happened last night?" He asked. I shook my head indicating that I had no clue. "I'm sorry, I don't remember your n-"

"It's Adrian." I said understanding. The only reason I remember his name is because he's the lead singer of one of my favorite bands. 

"Oh, that's really pretty." He said with a cute smiled. I shot him and looked and he threw his hands up in surrender. "Sorry, back to business." 

"First things first, where are my clothes?" I asked. He looked around but all he could find was his boxers. He slipped them on then turned to me. 

"under the bed?" He asked. I didn't know what to do. I was completely naked and I didn't feel comfortable getting out of bed and leaving the safety of these blankets. "I'll check." He said. I nodded and he got out from under the covers and looked under the bed. 

"Anything?" I asked. 

"Well, this is all I was able to find." He handed me my lace panties. I blushed and snatched them from him and put them on under the covers. 

"Nothing else?" I asked. 

"nada," He said. "but you can wear one of my shirts if you want." He went his bag that was in the middle of the room and grabbed an old Guns n' Roses shirt almost identical to the one I have. Only the one I have I cut the sleeves off. I thanked him and put the shirt on. "Uh, if you want we can go out there and look for you clothes. And maybe the guys know what happened last night." He said. I sighed and nodded. I rolled out of the bed then stood up straight. His shirt went almost down to my knees. He looked at me and smiled. "It's big on me too." 

We walked out into the main part of the bus and it wasn't until then did I notice the bus was in motion. I was at least fifty miles away from my hotel room and all of my stuff. I looked around and saw Andy laying on the ground with no shirt on. Then I looked over on the couch and saw Pete and Joe cuddling. Joe had my bra on his head almost like he thought it was a hat. 

I giggled for a second then I remembered that's my bra on his head. 

"Uh, Joe..." I whispered and I poked his shoulder.

"no, wait, let me do it." Patrick said. "Joe, wake the fuck up." He said and he kicked his side. I looked at Patrick and smacked his arm. "What?" he asked rubbing his arm. 

"Don't be mean." I said. Joe opened his eyes then threw his hands over his face. 

"Dammit, Patrick, my head fucking hurts." He complained. "What the fuck is on my head?" he asked. 

"That would be my bra." I told him then I put my hand under his chin and unclasped it. I took it off then Patrick pointed me to the bathroom. I sighed and walked to the bathroom to add another article of clothing to my collection. 

You know, it'd be great if I knew what happened last night. I mean, for all I know I could be pregnant! God I hope not. I don't even want to think about that now. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed. My long, wavy, blonde hair was so messed up. It was really wavy and to be honest, I had really bad sex hair. I sighed loudly and tried to fix my hair. I combed my fingers through my hair as best as I could. It really didn't help much but I guess it's going to have to do. 

I stood in the small bathroom for a second just thinking about everything right now. I never thought in a million years that I would have woken up naked next to the Patrick Stump. It's not like I regret everything that happened last night it's just I wish I could have remembered it! 

I took a deep breath and ran my fingers through my hair. I opened the door and walked back out into the living room area where Joe, Patrick, and Andy were sitting around thinking. Maybe Pete knows what happened.