[I woke up after a nightmare and i was like "lol okay" and just started listening to Ashlee Simpson]
"Mr. President is it true you beat your wife!?" The press screamed.
"Mr. President do you beat Mr. Stump too?" I froze in my tracks.
"Pete no" Ashlee said in my ear. I clenched my fists.
"Don't you have anything better to do then believe some shitty lies a jealous bitch told you!" I said yelling towards the end.
"If they're so untrue then where's Mr. Stump. Or does he have a black eye that you don't want us to see?"
"No. My boyfriend isn't coming because I don't want him to have to deal with you assholes. Any reasonable, caring partner would do the same for their boyfriend because you people twist the fucking story. Thank you" She looked shocked as I made my way back to the car. Ashlee got in after me slamming the door. I looked over at her. "I know it was wrong to cheat. But did it really have to turn into this"
"You know Pete your boyfriend's pretty smart" she said. She tapped my chin "Chin up, the world has a funny way of making it up to you" She smiled.
"He told you that?" I asked. She nodded.
"And I know he told it to you too" I nodded.
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I waved to the gigantic crowd of people circled around the podium. They cheered for me as I stood.
"My fellow Americans, I'm here to discuss the false accusations made against me" I looked the the side where Patrick was standing. We snuck him here in a separate car. "Yes. I cheated on my wife with Patrick Martin Stump" Patrick blushed "And I fell in love with him too. But I never, ever beat my wife. Every room in the white house is recorded. I can prove to you all that I never ever beat her" They cheered. I smiled at them. "I may have been wrong to cheat. But I didn't beat her" They cheered more. It went silent and out of no where a gunshot went off. I ducked but it went directly passed me anyway. Right above Patrick. They were targeting him not me. I jumped tackling him to the ground and another went off almost hitting us. People screamed. Patrick stared up at me in fear.
"We got him!" Andy yelled. I hugged Patricks head into my neck. I stared at the front door as my wife fled the building.
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The Presidents Secret
Hayran KurguPete Wentz has had his eye on a special reporter for a long time now. Patrick Stump. The issue? Pete's the married president of the United States. Patrick always does his reports on Pete. The two were even somewhat friends. But things get craz...
