When I Text You, It Means I Miss You

What is He Doing to Me?

Pete's POV

The day of the concert finally came and to say I am excited would be an understatement. I am over the moon! Not only do I get to see PATRICK FREAKING STUMP who I  am a very big fan of, if you can't tell, but I also get to spend some more time with Patrick which is easily becoming my favorite thing. 

Jeez I really have it bad for this boy but can you blame me? My phone dings and I smile as I see a text for Patrick

Hey you can start heading over and text me when you get to the stage door so security can let you in

Yeah of course! See you soon :) 

I feel myself instantly start to smile. What is he doing to me? 

I double check myself in the mirror, hoping I look alright. I was going to wear some Patrick Stump merch but I am already a raging fanboy. I don't really need to look more obsessive than I already am. After I've decided my red and black flannel with my signature skinny jeans is less obnoxious, I get into my car and blast Patrick's music. 

What? He's so talented I can't help it. 

I pull into the parking lot at the venue and instantly the butterflies start. I haven't seen Patrick in a while because he's been busy working on his album which I know is gonna be amazing. I pull my phone out of my pocket as I walk up to the stage door. 

Hey I'm here at the stage door

There's a big, scary looking security guy outside the door that makes my anxiety pick up. 

"Uhhh....h-hi...I'm um..I'm h-here to s-s-see P-patrick." The guy looks me up and down and smirks. 

"Yeah, right. You and everybody else here." He points to the long line of people covered in Patrick Stump merch waiting for the doors to open. 

"Oh...no no no...I-I'm not o-one...no...I-I..uh..I" 

"Look buddy, you're not fooling me. Just get back in line and enjoy the concert." 

Why doesn't he believe me? Where is Patrick? They should know. I feel my chest get tight and my heart starts racing. Oh no. 

"Dude just go okay? Patrick isn't gonna come out."

"N-noo...I-I...H-he....I-I.. c-can't...." The pounding of my heart is so loud in my ears and my breathing is so short and quick. I'm having a panic attack. Oh no oh no oh no. I'm panicking even more. I can't catch my breath.

"Listen. You need to go right now. Don't make me force you to." 

I can't move cause my legs are shaking are so bad and if I take one step, I'll collapse. The security guy gets right in my face and my eyes go wide. 

"I am giving you one more chance. Leave. Right now." I'm hyperventilating and my vision is getting blurry. Where is Patrick? 

He grabs my arm, "That's it. You're out of here and you're not coming back." His touch sends an entire new wave of panic throughout my body. My breathing picks up. My heart is pounding so loud in my ears I can barely hear anything else. 

He starts to pull me away and that's when the stage door opens and I can faintly hear a, "What are you doing?" I would know that voice anywhere. It's Patrick. 

The security guys lets go of my arm and my legs are so shaky, I fall to the ground. Patrick immediately rushes to my side. My chest feels like it's on fire and it feels like my heart's gonna burst out. 

"What did you do to him?" Patrick spits in anger. 

"Nothing. The guy was trying to get in and wouldn't leave."