[I'm more obsessed with Sarah than I am with Brendon at this point and I'm not sure if that's a bad thing or not. Like, Sarah is just my mom okay. Her and Ashlee Simpson are my moms]
"You fucked on the couch with me in the next room" Brendon said when we were done.
"I forgot you were in there" I mumbled sleepily. Pete had us covered with a blanket "Sorry"
"I had to put pillows on my ears"
"I'm sorry" I said.
"No, you're buying me a fucking milkshake for this. Ew" My front door opened and Ryan stepped in "Oh now you fucking show up"
"What'd I miss?" Ryan asked.
"They fucked each other while I was in the next fucking room! It was gross and had I not heard it, thank god for Patrick being a loud fucker, I could've walked out on it"
"Awh, you poor, poor boy. Who topped?" Ryan asked me. I pointed to myself. He smirked as Pete snored next to me. I giggled a little bit.
"I need to soak myself in bleach" Brendon mumbled.
"Come on. Give the two some privacy" Ryan said.
"I really don't think they care about privacy!" Brendon yelled. Pete woke up and glared at him.
"I wanna sleep" I whined "So does Pete, you guys can stay just stop screaming"
"I wanted you to stop screaming about an hour ago" he said.
"Brendon shut up" I said. I ran my fingers through Petes hair soothingly to try to get him to fall back asleep. He closed his eyes and was snoring again in seconds. "I'll call you later" I said quietly.
"Fine" he mumbled "Don't be fucking him when you do"
"The amount of times I've walked in on you and milk boy and you can't let this go" I said. Ryan blushed widening his eyes. Yeah, Pete and I aren't the only ones who get kinky here.
"Well, look at the time" Ryan said. He grabbed his boyfriend and ran out of my apartment closing the door behind them. I laughed quietly now unable to sleep. I smiled at Pete still running my fingers through his pretty hair.
"I trust you" I whispered "I know how you feel I know how honest you are" Look at me talking to the sleeping guy. "You're so beautiful. And sweet when you wanna be. I love how innocent and childlike you truly are. The real you is beautiful. And I love every part of it" I kissed his cheek lightly. I sighed trying to get passed him without waking him. I needed a shower. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back onto him. "Shit you're awake" I said.
"And I heard every word of what you said" I hugged his waist and laid my head in his chest.
"I meant it all" I said closing my eyes.
"I fell in love with the perfect person, I tell myself that every night. I mean, Patrick you put up with me you know? Anyone else would've just left once they found all my issues out" He ran his hand down my back. I leaned up and smiled.
"I love you too much to give up on you and leave" I kissed his chin "I'm gonna shower now"
"Can I come?" he asked.
"No because I'll member get clean, I'll just get more dirty" He winked and smirked. "Is sex all thats ever on your mind?"
"Hmm, some days. Other days I think about you and our future"
"You're just trying to let you fuck me again" I said shaking my head.
"Just a little" he laughed. I kissed his cheek. "But I do think about a future with you Patrick. That part was true"
"What do you see?"
"A house, and you with a ring on your finger, holding a baby. A beautiful little baby, one we call our own. And I come home from work to you every night. And it's perfect" I smiled a little "Absolutely perfect" I felt sort of sad though. I felt like it couldn't happen. At the moment, all Pete and I do is fight, have sex, and repeat. I frowned imagining it all. "Don't you think?" he asked.
"I don't know" I said.
"What?" he asked "No kids?"
"No marriage" I mumbled. He froze a little. I sat up "Look at us Peter, take a good look. Our entire relationship is based on sex. We fight every other day. Why would we put a kid in the middle of that? And let's face it, you couldn't even say I love you. You wanna get married?" He looked at me sadly. Like tears were going to pour out of his eyes. Sometimes I forget how sensitive this man truly is.
"I think we can" he whispered.
"I-" He sat up with me.
"No" he cut me off. "Okay, you know what we do fight a lot. Thats because We're very different people on what we want. You're independent and free and I'm closed off and I want you to stay in a bubble with me. But, we never stay angry longer than about a day. We can't stand being apart. We love each other" he pushed my hair behind my ear. "Yes, this started off as strictly sex. And we have a lot of sex" I smiled a little "That doesn't mean anything. I like sex. You like sex. Who cares? I wanna get married Patrick. I want a future. I love you. Only you" I pressed my lips against his. He smiled a little bit at me when I broke it.
"Then we'll have a future" I said. I kissed his neck tenderly "But, I do wanna shower before you rope me into more sex again" He chuckled in my ear.
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When I was dressed I walked out brushing my hair. Pete looked at me with an unreadable expression."What is it?" I asked. He bit his lip and held his fist out.
"Put your hand out" he said shakily. I did. He pressed his fist into my hand. He dropped something heavy into my hand and closed my fingers over it. He pressed a kiss to my fingers and let my hand go. I opened my hand.
"Peter what is this?" I asked. He ran his hand through his hair.
"Marry me" he said. I dropped the ring on the ground. After two months? Marriage?
"Are you insane" I whispered. "We've been together for two months Peter"
"It's extremely crazy. Okay, I get that"
"I haven't even met your parents yet" I think I was pale. He picked the ring up off the floor.
"I don't talk to my parents" he said "You know that"
"Peter, this is" I took a deep breath "This is crazy. Brendon and Ryan have been together for four years and are still not married"
"I already said I know this is insane okay? I got that. But, everything about us is insane Patrick. Everything. I can't look into my future and not see you by my side, it's you. It's always gonna be you. Marry me" He got down on one knee "Marry me Patrick" he said holding up the ring. I took the ring from his hand.
"This is crazy" I whispered "You're fucking crazy"
"Please" he begged. I stared down at him. This stupid, crazy, wonderful man who wanted nothing more than to spend his life by my side.
"Yes" I said finally "Okay, yes" He smiled widely. This was crazy. Brendon was going to kill me. Hell, I was pretty fucking mad at myself for saying yes. I mean, this was insane. He grabbed my hips and kissed me excitedly. I smiled as he slid the ring onto my finger. Holy fuck. I was dead. Brendon was gonna flip the fuck out. Pete pressed his forehead against mine. We smiled at each other. Well, at least I loved this man.
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His Name Is Wentz [REWRITE]
FanfictionThe original version is still up and will remain up. But this is me trying to make a better story<3