Pete, The Asshole (Pete Wentz X Reader)

Horny Drunk

((Your POV**))

The bar was filled with drunken people who were hoping to shoo away their problems with shots. Joe stood behind the counter and seemed to be conversing with a drunk man in front of him.

"Hey, Y/n!" He stopped his conversation once he noticed me and motioned for me to come over.

The drunk man stumbled to the bathroom and I took his place. Quiet sobs escaped my lips as I placed my forehead onto the counter along with my arms.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Joe asked, petting my head, awkwardly.

He wasn't good with these situations.

"W-We broke up." I choked out.

He sighed, "Again?"

"For good. He kissed Ashlee," I picked my head up and my eyes met Joe's.

"I'm going to break BOTH of his legs," Joe said, pulling out a vodka bottle.

"No, don't. It's okay. He didn't chase after me so he must want it to end. I need a place to crash."

"Hell yeah! Inevitable slumber party for the two amigos!"

Joe mixed me a drink and I gladly took it.

At one drink, I felt tingly. Two, I felt queasy. Three, I felt buzzed. Four, I felt a rush. Five, I was drunk. Six, I was horny drunk.

"Hey, Joe," a man walked in.

He wore a gray button up, black pants, and a gray SnapBack. His hair seemed to be dyed at a pinkish color. He was really fucking hot. The man took a seat next to me.

"Oh. Salutations!" He smiled at me.

"You have a -- a pretty smile," I slurred.

He chuckled, "Thanks, stranger. I'm Josh Dun."

As soon as I was about to open my mouth, Joe handed me another drink. Like a child, I held it with two hands and began to sip.

"That's Y/n, she just broke up with her high school sweetheart. She's single and she's got a bit of a temper," he leaned in and harshly whispered.

"Nice to meet you, Y/n," he turned his attention back to Joe, "Just a whiskey and coke please."

I placed my already finished drink onto the counter.

((Joe's POV**))

Drunk Y/n was funny. As I prepared Josh's drink, Y/n was attempting to flirt with him. He was a regular here. Not an alcoholic or a perv either, I think he just came because he knew he could always have a conversation with me here. The guy was pretty quiet and didn't speak of many friends.

"And that h-hat is really sexy on you -- AH!" Y/n busted her ass.

"Shit!" I exclaimed as I saw Y/n on the floor.

She started to laugh and Josh got off of his chair and bent down to help her up. Her laughs quickly escalated into sobs as Josh tried to help her up.

"Why did he kiss her? I thought we were gonna be t-t-together forever!" She said, sobbing into Josh's chest.

He looked up at me for help and I shrugged.

"You're coming home with me," he said, helping her up.

"Woah woah woah there, Josh. That is my best friend right there and you don't know her. I can't just let you take her home and --"

"You have my number, Joe. Just call me when you're off work and you can come pick her up. Relax. Nothing's going to happen. I'll sleep on the couch. She's obviously got a tear in her heart right now. She needs rest, not alcohol."

He was right.

"Fine."

He let Y/n get on his back as he headed for the exit of the bar. I really hope I didn't just give my best friend away to some serial killer  or anything. Maybe I should text Patrick just for some reinforcements.