Don't Come Home For Christmas (Fall Out Boy Peterick Fanfiction)

Chapter Three - Drunken Mistake

P.O.V Patrick

Honestly, I have no patience for parties. Loud obnoxious pop music and drunk girls looking to dance with drunker guys. This party was no exception. It was Elisa who wanted to go anyway, that's why I invited everyone else to come with me. Everyone else was already there when Pete, Meagan, Elisa and I arrived. Brendon and Spencer were already half drunk. Time to catch up I guess. 

After an hour of chugging down drink after drink I guess you could say I was more than 'tipsy'. Pete came over to me. "Patrick come dance." He dragged me into the middle of the party and started dancing to Harlem- New Politics. I was actually having a lot of fun. After half an hour of drunken dancing we went to the bar and got even worse. Eventually Pete and I went over to an empty room away from everyone else. It was like a little lounge room and I couldn't really remember much else. 

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P.O.V Pete

My head was banging already and I didn't really know what I was doing. All I knew is that I really liked him and the more that I stare at him like this the more likely it is I'll do this. I took a deep breath and kissed him. I was sure he'd pull away and run out, but he didn't. He kissed me back. We just stood for five minutes kissing. Until Brendon walked in... 

"Wow.. Pete." He gave a drunken chuckle and went over to a chair, watching us silently. I pulled away, not immediately because my reaction time was a tiny bit delayed due to being utterly drunk. Patrick didn't really know what was going on and he walked away.

"Pete? Are you really drunk by any chance?" I couldn't really hear him properly. I just sat down beside him. He put his arm around me. "I always knew you liked him." He whispered into my ear.

And how right he was.

P.O.V Brendon

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I woke up the next morning and sat up in bed for a minute. I rubbed my eyes and tried to remember anything about last night. I take alcohol quite well so I wasn't too hungover. Then it hit me. What I saw last night. Pete and Patrick

"OH! I KNEW IT. I FREAKING KNEW IT." I squealed like a little girl and ran downstairs to get my phone. 

I know what you did last night ;) 

Of course I had to text Pete, but I texted Patrick the same message as well. 

Shit, me too. Brendon help oh God. 

Why'd you do it then? 

I was drunk I guess.

Cut the crap Wentz, you're completely in love. 

And I left it at that.

Patrick was confused however.

Wait, what did I do? 

You'll find out soon enough sweetheart. 

So now I wait for them to realise they're madly in love and I attend their wedding. 

P.O.V Pete

After Brendon texted me I realised that I think I do love him. After all this time and I'm only figuring it out now. I can't believe I kissed him last night. Ugh I'm so stupid. He'll never like me in that way, hopefully he thinks it's just because I was drunk.

P.O.V Patrick 

I woke up with the worst hangover ever. I had a throbbing headache and the feeling of nausea from the moment I woke up. Then I got a text from Brendon which made it all worse. 

I know what you did last night ;) 

Oh crap.

Wait, what did I do?

You'll find out soon enough sweetheart. 

And then it hit me. Pete kissed me. Pete Wentz. My best friend. I went and got an aspirin to let it sink in. "Why couldn't that have happened back before I was married." I muttered to myself, rubbing my head and trying not to throw up. I have to admit, I did used to like Pete. A lot. But I'm married now and I love Elisa. 

I think I do anyway. Don't I?

There's something about Pete I've always found irresistible. 

I decided to invite Pete round to talk about things while Elisa was asleep. 

*I've got this story all planned out. I hope this isn't boring. Thanks for the votes and the reads!*