Fall Out Boy saved me

Um, hi

(I am so super sorry for the permanent jet lag, so here's a super long chapter to make up for me not updating every 2-3 days like a consistent author. Thanks for reading! Love you guys)

Andy's POV:
I'm jolted awake when I hear a door handle jingle. Has the kid woken up already? I check the time on my phone 2:17AM. No way, it's only been two hours since I put him down. The front door opens instead of the bedroom door and Pete, Joe, and Patrick stumble inside.

"H-hey Andy are you feeling better?" Patrick loudly slurs. He has a happy, drunk smirk on his face and his fedora is crooked. Pete is shirtless and leaning on Joe whose eyes are fighting the need to sleep.

"Shhhh, guys I brought someone over and he's asleep in my room," I whisper to them.

Pete's head raises immediately. "WHAT?? ANDY HAS A BOYFRIEND?" I glare at him and put my finger to my lips. He's taken aback but shuts up.

"He was in trouble so I thought it was okay for him to stay here," I motion for the guys to follow me. They step carefully as I open my bedroom door and point at Eli.

"Dude you saw him at the bar? He's at least 16," Patrick speaks quietly looking down at him.

"His name is Eli and he's 20, I checked his license."

"Do you really think it's alright to bring him here? Shouldn't we call his parents or the police?"

"His phone's dead and the police would just cause trouble for him," I explain. "But take a look at this." I remove the covers from his chest and point at his white undershirt that has the FOB logo. "He's a fan."

"You undressed him?" Pete squints at me.

"Well he was already kind of undressed when I found him," I stupidly say.

"WHAT???" They yell at the same time. Eli flinches and groans then starts to move. Our eyes widen as we hold our breaths. Please go back to sleep I can't deal with 3 drunks and a terrified fan right now. But Eli just sighs then stops moving again. We exhale slowly and tiptoe out of the room.

"You explain yourself right now Andrew John Hurley," Patrick scolds as soon as the door shuts. I roll my eyes at the smaller man and take a seat on a cushy arm chair waving at them to come sit. Pete and Patrick sit on the sofa I was laying on while Joe just curls up on the ground. "I didn't do anything illegal alright? He was about to get taken advantage of inside of a car by that Ryan guy from Panic! At The Disco so I broke the window and beat up Ryan, then I brought Eli back here," I quickly summarize for them.

"I hope you beat the little shit good, I never expected this from him but-" Pete doesn't get to finish because Patrick holds him back from getting up. We already heard him rant about Ryan Ross a couple times, and that usually involved him yelling and throwing things.

"Okay that makes sense, but you really should have called the police. What would have happened if a camera saw you and the media got ahold of it?"

"Patrick I really appreciate your concern, I really do, but I just saved a guy from getting sexually assaulted. Can you just say good job and leave it at that?" I'm so frustrated. You do anything frowned upon by the media and you get crucified for it.

Patrick sighs and apologizes. "I'm sorry Andy, you're a hero. I don't know what I would do if I was in your shoes. Plus I know it must have been really hard for you to that since you're a pacifist."

"Sometimes you have to choose to do the right thing."

He gives me a small smile and nods. He yawns and nudges our sleeping friend on his lap "Come on Pete let's go to our room." He won't budge and neither will Joe because he's face down snoring on the carpet. "I guess we're sleeping here tonight, good night Andy," he yawns again then leans his head back closing his eyes.