I'm Not in Love, I Promise (Peterick)

Prologue

(Patrick's POV)

"Goddammit Pete! Ugh!" I shout from Pete and I's hotel room in New York City. "Why the hell wouldn't you tell me something like this?!"

"Cause I knew you wouldn't approve! I know you can't stand her, Patrick! And I know that I love her and I fucking know that you can't stand the thought of me getting married! Especially to a woman that you don't want to be around!" He yells back. I stood up from the couch I was sitting in across from Pete in a chair.

"I've been keeping my mouth shut about you two for almost 3 years! Now I finally speak my mind and your idea of a protest is to get yourself hitched to the snake! I know you Pete! I know she isn't who you want!" I tell him.

"When are you gonna learn to let me grow up, Patrick?!" He said in an aggressive voice. "I'm a grown-ass man and you're even less of one! You're still young, but I'm 29 years old! You have a while before you need to think about getting married! You don't get it! Am I not allowed to settle down with the girl I love just because the little 'angel' on my shoulder doesn't approve of it?!" He had a point but it still didn't make it okay for him to keep secrets from me.

"Pete, I know your a big boy now!" I said sarcastically but still with a ferocity. "And I know you can make your own decisions, but something like this?! This is bullshit." I say frankly.

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" He says standing up so we are now facing each other.

"Are you deaf?! I'm talking about us! What's gonna happen to you and I?! She obviously hates me, and you love her. We won't be the same! We won't be able to work together like we always do! This could put our jobs in jeopardy. And Ive already lost a little bit of trust in you knowing that you felt like you didn't have to tell me about you're little commitment." I spat.

"My world doesn't revolve around you, Patrick! It just doesn't! You're my best friend and I would never let her replace you! I'll keep my marriage and my work separate." He said.

"Oh so now that she's your wife, I'm just your job?" I asked questioning the way he worded his last remark.

"I know this won't work! I can't afford to waste my time working with someone who doesn't feel like they have to tell me anything important! I just can't! The band won't be the same and if you're so sure you're gonna stay with her, go ahead." I said facing my back to him completely to hide the look of hurt that was starting to wash over the angry expression on my face.

"So now you're making me choose between my true love and my best friend?" He asks my back.

"No. I'm making yo choose between your true love, and the band." I say as I turn around once again to face him. I then give him a sad unexpected smile. It isn't happy in the least. But it is a smile. One of fear and regret and just every possible negative emotion at once boils down to my one facial expression.

"What happened to you Pete Wentz? You know what? I'm done here." I simply say and look at him and he looks back at me with a blank stare. He doesn't look to be thinking but I know he is. He finally speaks up after an eternity of sad silence as I start walking towards the door to the hallway, hand on the knob.

"Fine then. Have it you're way. If things are gonna get worse, the band should just end. It's that simple. I'm not leaving Ashlee and that's that." Pete says.

"What about Joe and Andy? What are they gonna have to say about this?" I ask making sure not to waste my energy to even turn around and look at his stupid face.

"We tell them we wanna take a break for a year or two and possibly come back. If they're cool with it, they'll agree and hopefully find new bands or jobs to do and forget about the band." He tells me.

"I can't believe you right now. Where's my best friend and what the fuck have you done with him?" I say as I walk out of the room to tell Joe and Andy the idea we have.

Luckily, after a while they both agree we need a 'break' even though it took a lot of convincing and lying about the reason Pete and I wanted it. I just told them we were being overworked. I wish that was true rather than facing the fact that the cold reality of it, was that I couldn't stand Pete anymore. For real this time. I'm sick of his games. He's gonna need a new partner in crime from now on.

After this tour is done, so am I.

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[hello I'm Meredith and this is my story. I have high hopes for it actually so just bear with me on it. I feel like I have an interesting theme going now all I gotta do is not fuck it up :) ]