America's Suitehearts (Pete Wentz) book 2

Chapter 3

The concert would be starting any minute now, and I had made it to my seat about 10 minutes ago, just before they let everyone else in.

The lights soon dimmed, it was starting.

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Once the concert was over, I walked to the VIP area. "Pass?" The security guard asked. I showed him my pass and walked around to where the dressing rooms were.

I found their dressing room and knocked on the door. This was it, I was going to see Pete in person again.

Joe answered the door. "Hello?" He asked, then he looked up at me. "What are you doing here?" He asked.

"Shh, I'm trying to surprised Pete" I whispered.

"You can talk louder if you want, he's sitting over in the corner with his back to the door, and he has his headphones is listening to his music on full volume like always" Joe told me.

"Ok, thanks" I said walking in.

Patrick and Andy both looked up at me confused, then their expressions turned happy. "Phoenix? What are you doing here? What happened to your hair?" Patrick asked.

"I'm here to surprise Pete. Oh and I got my hair done this morning" I told him.

"So you didn't actually go out for lunch or dinner with your friend?" Patrick asked.

"Nope" I replied.

"What?" Andy asked, Joe also looked confused.

"Earlier when you guys were in the tour bus I called Pete and he asked where I was so I told him I went out for lunch with an old school friend, but then he figured out that it was lunch time for you guys and I would have been 8 hours ahead of him so it couldn't have been lunch time so I had to say dinner. And all of that time, it was in speaker but you two were playing Call Of Duty so you didn't hear me" I said laughing slightly. "Anyway, time to scare Pete" they all started laughing.

I crept up behind him, not that I had to because he was in his element listening to his music on full volume with his eyes shut. Maybe he's asleep, I guess I'll just have to find out.

I took a deep breath, then quickly placed my hands on his shoulders shouting "BOO" as loud as I could. He screamed and fell off of his chair. Me and the guys were all laughing so hard that we didn't notice Pete had gotten himself up off the floor.

He dusted himself off and looked up at me. "Phoenix? I-is it...you're here? How? Why? When?" Pete asked.

"Ok, slow down one question at a time" I said. "I got here by a plane" I said slowly as if I was talking to a little kid to answer his 'how?' Question.

"Well obviously, but why are you here? And when did you get here?" He asked pausing for a brief moment. "A-and what happens to your hair?"

"I'm here to see you silly, I've been here since yesterday, so before you asked, yes I lied about the lunch/dinner thing, but it was only so you wouldn't find out I was here to surprise you. And lastly my hair, I got it done this morning because there was nothing else to do while I was waiting to go to the concert, and I wanted change and had been thinking about this for a while now...do you like it?"

"Like it? I love it" he replied.

"Yay" I said hugging him. We pulled apart slightly and I pecked him on the lips.

"So...you realise we're still here, right?" Patrick asked.

"Oh, sorry" I said. "So, now what do we do?"

"Have you had dinner yet?" Pete asked.

"No. Not yet" I replied.

"DATE TIME" Pete shouted out.

"What the fuck have you done with Pete?" Joe asked me jokingly.

"Sorry, this ones the clone, the machine must have malfunctioned" I said playing along. Everyone started laughing except from Pete. "Oh come on, lighten up a little"

"I will if you say yes to the date" he said pouting.

"Bish, were already dating, I don't think at this stage I can really say no to a date" I said.

"What the fuck is a bish?" Joe asked.

"I don't know it's a different way of pronouncing bitch" I said. "Well that's how I use it anyway"

"What as in the 'Bish Whet?' Thing?" Pete asked.

"EXACTLY" I said.

"Wow, you two really are a match made in heaven" Patrick said.

"Well, obviously" Pete said in his best teen girl impression. It creeped me out, but it was funny.

"So, should we get going if we're going out to dinner?" I asked.

"They guys aren't coming though, just us two. We haven't seen each other in 3 months, we need to spend some time together. Oh and I'll reserve us a table at a fancy restaurant, so yes you're gonna need to change" Pete said.

"Hurtful" Andy said.

"Yeah, do I not look good enough for you at the moment" I joked.

"I didn't say that, I just thought it would be nice to go to a fancy restaurant" Pete explained. And I laughed.

"Only joking" I said.

"I wasn't saying hurtful about that by the way" Andy said.

"What did you say it about then?" Pete asked.

"The fact that you won't let us come...are we not good enough for you at the moment?" He asked quoting me.

"No, and you never will be" Pete said laughing. They all started to act offended.

"Ok I think this is our queue to leave" I said pulling Pete out of the room.

"I'll go back to my hotel, and you go back to the bus and we'll both get ready as meet each other somewhere" I said. 

"Or we could do all of that, but you tell me where your hotel is ad what room number you are so I can pick you up" he said.

"Ok, that works too" I said. I pecked him on the lips, we said bye to each other, and walked in opposite directions.

I got back to the hotel, and started getting ready.