Patrick Stump Imagines

3 - Drunk and Almost Wasted

You were in a bar together with your friends to relieve your memories from your first ex-boyfriend, Patrick.

You both decided to broke up when time was really scarce to the both of you. The relationship was really unhealthy since you both prioritized your work.

Everything was a shock to you, considering the relationship as your first to everything--first kiss, first heartbreak and first beer match.

One of your friends arrive, together with a friend of his, Darwin. He was really handsome and tall.

"Hi Darwin, I'm (Y/N)!" You say with a smile. He seemed nice.

You were really drunk since it was your third bottle. On the other hand, you didn't know that Patrick and his friends were in the same bar as you were. They heard your loud voice.

The moment that Darwin guy stepped in the bar, Patrick felt that he was a threat to you. In fact, he has stopped drinking so he could watch you and your friends.

After your fifth bottle, you decided to relieve on how you and your friends met.

Throughout your stories, Darwin went out to use the comfort room.

Patrick's eyes locked on Darwin as he approached a bartender for a drink. With his own eyes, he saw what the guy poured in the bottle. After that, he returned to your table.

Patrick watched as you took the drink from Darwin and you chugged it in seconds.

While on his seat, he started to ball his fist.

In the middle of your conversation with your friends, you felt ill.

"Um, guys...I'm going home." You said, picking up your things.

"Oh shit, Y/N. You're not going anywhere." One of your friends said.

"Fuck you guys, I'm going home." You joked as you stood up. "And you're not my mother!" You slurred.

Your ex-boyfriend saw you as you exit the bar groggily. He wanted to punch himself as Darwin followed your tracks.

100% of all the time, men are correct. He went off from his seat.

"Dude, where are you going?" Pete said.

"Y/N, she's in trouble." Patrick said and with those words, he convinced the others to come with him.

You held on the walls of the alley you were walking on. You were really groggy and you felt the world spinning.

Your vision became black and the last thing you've seen was the ground.

Darwin came at the second you passed out. He licked his lips as he flipped you on your front.

"I'm glad you and that fat ass broke up. He doesn't deserve you." He said as he brushed your hair off your face.

He bends down and started to nip your neck, your hands pinned on the top of your head.

"Patrick," you murmured.

"Stop thinking of him, baby. You're all mine now." He said, kneading your two soft globes.

A hand placed on Darwin's shoulder made him stop.

"Hands. Off. My. Girl." Patrick said, gritting his teeth. He was really mad because someone touched you on the places you never wanted to be touched.

He gave Darwin his fist the moment he turned around. It was really hard.

He gave another round of his fist. He was about to brawl another one when Andy held him while Pete held Darwin.

"You take Y/N to a safe place. We've got this." Joe said, after calling the police.

Andy let go of Patrick. He bent down, taking you on his arms.

"Make sure you collect her things." He snapped at his friends.

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He brought you to his home since it was the easiest place he could drive to and besides, he's not feeling well after this night.

He placed you on his bed, as he gathered some clean shirts of him for you to use.

Suddenly, acidity started to kicked in after alcohol did. You immediately ran to the bathroom and bent down on the bowl.

You felt like you're going to puke your lungs too.

You were a massive mess in his bathroom as you puked and puked.

"Hory shit," you said and threw up again. You heard voices outside, but you can't understand everything since your groans echoed in the bathroom.

Your head ached as you turn weak. He was watching you as you wander in his bathroom.

As you wash your face, your head started to throb like shit.

When you went out of the bathroom, he was sitting on a chair, a glass of orange juice and some medicines were resting on a table.

He hands you a glass of orange juice and some pain killers.

You took the orange juice from him and took a sip.

"All of it," he says with authority, his brows furrowed.

You have no other choice but to drink it all. He gives you the pain killer and a glass of water.

He's mad at you and you know why.

"I'm sorry," you said.

"Y/N, I know you're heart broken with our break up, but please, don't be so irresponsible like this." Patrick had a point. Despite of everything, he still cares for you.

You look on your fidgeting fingers.

"I'm sorry...for being irresponsible on this night. I never thought he would do that."

"He wanted to be in your panties since when we were dating," he snaps.

"But there's only one person I'll allow in my panties," you murmured. "That's you,"

"Really?" He raises a brow at you. He tips your chin up, making you look at him. "Answer me,"

You nod at him. His serious face softens as he grabbed your face, pressing his forehead on yours.

"You really make me happy." He says then kisses you. "Let's settle this relationship back, because I'm not letting anyone in those lingeries." He wobbles his eyebrows then winks at you.

You're really amused on how some things never change. Patrick may be mad at a split second, but when you've stitched the right words, it's like he has eaten a Snickers--his adorable and cheesy side shows again.

"I'm glad to hear that," You say, returning the kiss to him.