Fall Out Boy Imagines/Preferences

32. Jet Pack Blues (Andy Hurley) Pt. 2

^^^^He's in a long black coat tonight^^^

HEY QUICK QUESTION BEFORE THE IMAGINE STARTS!!

Is it okay if this book gets a little PG-13? I just want everyone to be comfortable...so please answer.

Andy sped down the street, gripping the steering wheel tighter as the thoughts in his head spun wildly.

You hit her. He thought. You did the one thing you swore you never would.

Anger and guilt tore at his very being, flashes of your face as you looked near tears. The fear in your eyes as you flinched away from him.

Andy choked back a sob, rubbing at his eyes fiercely with the sleeve of his jacket as he parked in front of his friend's house.

He sat in the car in silence, watching the raindrops race each other down his window, letting the demons battle inside of him.

The screen of his phone lit up, yet another text message from you, begging him to come home and talk to you.

How could he talk to you again? He betrayed your trust, he wasn't worthy of you acknowledging his presence.

Andy shoved his phone into his pocket, pulled his raincoat closer to him, and got out of the car, slamming the door behind him.

The pouring rain drenched him in seconds as he sloshed up the walkway and rang the doorbell.

Joe opened the door and looked at his soggy friend in surprise. "Andy, what are you doing here?"

"I need to spend the night." Was all Andy said.

Joe raised an eyebrow. "Did something happen with (Y/N)?"

Andy's eyes fell to the ground. "Something like that...I just can't go back. I screwed up, and she's not gonna want anything to do with me."

"What did you do?" He stepped aside so Andy could get out of the rain.

"Something bad." Andy said quickly and pulled his jacket off. "I don't want to talk about it."

Joe walked into the kitchen. "You know she's gonna want to talk to you eventually. And she's gonna stop blowing up your phone and find out where you are and talk to you in person."

"I'll be gone before she does." Andy pulled his waterlogged shoes off.

"Andy, running isn't going to solve anything. You should talk to her." Joe advised. "You need to talk to her."

"No, at least not tonight." Andy sat down at the kitchen table.

"You've got two days to stay here and think of what you're gonna say to her. Then I'm telling her where you are." Joe crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the counter. "If I were you, I'd start thinking now."

Andy just put his head in his hands and sighed.

"The couch is open to you. You know where the blankets are." Joe grabbed a water bottle and stared walking up the stairs. "Two days, Andy. Two days."

Hola Mishamigos. So there will be a part three posted soon. I just love leaving you guys on cliffhangers, it's my favorite thing to do. I hope your day is awesome.

I'm gonna start doing questions at the end of my posts to get to know yall better.

QOTP: Top Three FOB Albums?