Pete Wentz a Father? ~EDITING~

Pete Wentz A Father?

I tossed and turned in my bed, was it the truth ... No, it couldn't be. Could it? When mom told me I was, of course, shocked but I couldn't believe it, I mean who would. Pete Wentz, a member of Fall Out Boy was my dad?!?

I live in England with my single mom Molly, she doesn't like me calling her that but I aways have. My mom used to live in America with her boyfriend but she moved back since things didn't work out I guess. She's never really talked about him or my dad but I don't really mind I'm happy with my mom and if my dad doesn't want to be around, that's his loss. I'm seventeen, have long black hair, one green eye and one brown eye and I'm quite tall.

I finished putting on my eye liner and headed downstairs to where Molly was making me breakfast. I decided to make my eyes as dark as possible today to hide the fact I was tired. I didn't sleep at all last night because of the news, I didn't understand, I always thought my dad was a bad guy. He had left me and my mom all alone but Pete Wentz was in my favorite band, I thought he was amazing and talented and I idolized him. I didn't fancy him ( thank god that would have been awkward) but I looked up to him. Ugh I didn't know what to think.

"Morning Hunny", my mom said with a smile whilst setting down my breakfast on the table. I groaned and began to eat my bacon. After finishing my breakfast I grabbed my school bag slung it over my shoulder and made my way to the door.

"Hunny wait", my mom placed her hand on my shoulder, "how are you feeling... about what I told you".

"Fine mom", I mumbled. I wasn't really a girl who liked to talk about her feelings.

"we should talk about it when you get home ok", my mom flashed me a quick smile and I walked out the door.

I pulled my head phones out my pocket with my phone, put them in my ears and turned the volume up high with shuffle on. Alone together came blasting out into my ears and I smiled, I loved Patrick's voice. Man, I loved Patrick, sadly he was a little bit older than me but not by much! I began to think about mom, was I really going to have to talk to her about this tonight, I hate talking about my feelings I'd rather we just ignore it and move on.

Ah the dreaded school gates, as I entered hell I pulled my headphones out my ears and switched my music off.

The morning passed quickly and I found myself sat under my regular tree at lunch, alone. Just how I liked it. I turned my phone on and checked twitter, then I found myself on youtube watching fall out boy videos. I still cant believe this guy was my father. I thought I hated my father, loathed him but I couldn't hate Pete.

I walked home, alone, listening to the latest fall out boy album, I liked their other albums but I loved this one two.

I finally got home and my mom beat me to opening the door.

"I have something to tell you", she said sitting on the sofa.

"what?", I said whilst placing my bag down.

"well before I told you about your dad I spoke to him about telling you", I sat down on the other sofa facing mom, "and now it's all out there I feel you need to meet him".

Meet Pete Wentz exciting, meeting my father....

"what?".

"Honey I know you have always come across that you don't like your dad and I know you love his band Fall Out Boy, but he isn't a bad guy. We decided to split on good terms and not to tell you, I don't know why it just happened", my mom explained.

It just happened...? I guess I didn't hate the idea of having a dad now I knew it was Pete Wentz and he didn't hurt my mother but I wasn't going to say that.

"ok".

"I got us tickets, to Americans. For the six weeks, I thought you could meet him... You know catch up", as mom said this I could feel a smile creep up on my face. Meet Pete Wentz my idol, my dad and maybe ill get to meet the rest of Fall out boy too. Patrick, Patrick Stump my other idol. My mom looked at me and smiled she was glad I was excited I bet, I hadn't been very happy recently and it felt good to feel excited again.

I had been very glum and unhappy when my friend Madison left to live somewhere else because she couldn't take school anymore. I was never one to have friends but Madison was like me. We hated the popular kids, we loved the same style of music and we were both missing a key parent. Me missing my dad and her without a mom. She would hate herself, harm herself and I would help her through it, talk to her and make her feel better, she was the only one I would share my feelings with. But then she left me in this hell hole.

"When do we go!", I finally managed to get out.

"Friday night after school", and with that, I ran upstairs to get ready. Friday was two days away but hey this was the first time I was excited about something.

~ Friday night ~

My mom helped me carry my suitcase to the taxi and we made our way to the airport. I was excited but very nervous, pete was famous and I was just a nobody. I always think I'm gonna let people down. My favorite teacher in my music class keeps trying to get me to sing in front of the class but im more worried about sounding terrible in front of her and letting her down. Yep, this is how my brain works.

Pete's amazing but what if I'm not what he wants in in a daughter and I let him down.

My mom nudged my arm gently with her elbow to tell me we were at the airport. When we got on the airplane I took the seat nearest to the window, I always liked watching what was going on outside.

I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up we had just landed.

Me and mom were staying in a hotel with two rooms with en suites. Fancy. The first thing I did when I got into the room was jump on the bed, this is what I always did when we stayed somewhere.

"get down Skye!", which was what my mom would always say. Oh yeah, Skye's my name by the way.

"Finnnnnneeee", I whined as got off the bed and started to unpack my stuff. Since it was late we were just going to stay in and order food from the hotel. Me and mom watched sappy love films until we both couldn't stand them anymore and went to bed.

The next day me and mom went to what looked like a recording studio but I couldn't remember the name of it. A familiar face walked round the corner of the studio and let us in. Pete Wentz was stood right in front of me. Oh god was I sweating.

"Molly!", Pete said whilst bringing my mom in for a hug. Wow, i never would have pictured this happening in my life ... Ever.

"Pete this is Skye, your daughter", my mom said when Pete finally let go of her. I kind of felt like things would be awkward but as soon as mom had finished her sentence Pete brought me in for a hug and smiled at me.

We spent te next hour talking about all kinds of stuff and I could not for the life of me stop smiling, I was just so happy. I always thought I hated my dad but this was amazing. Pete told my mom she could go look around the shops in town if she wanted and that he'd look after me while shes gone, my mom looked at me to see if she should or not so I just nodded my head smiling.

"Ok, ill guess ill see you later", with that she left me and Pete and headed out.

"Hey wanna go meet the guys", Pete said flashing me smile. Oh god the guys, the band.

"Yes", I think I said that a bit too excitedly because when I did Pete gave a little chuckle and lead me down the hall.

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I don't know why I wrote this I was tired and wrote it last night. Anyways I don't think its that good but hey ho...