Fall Out Boy Imagines

Band Session

"About this part of town!" Bam!

"aweSOME" Joe yelled, jump kicking the air, "totally nailed that." as you high fived him. 

"First official band session, complete-o." said Pete.

"Y/N you're defiantly gonna have to thank your parents for letting us use their garage while they're on vacation" Patrick told you, packing up his guitar.

"I would, but..."

"but..?"

"Well.."

"Y/N" He said firmly, gaining up on you.

"They don't know we're...here?" you murmured, packing away the mics.

"Y/N, you told us they knew-" you cut him off.

"Then we wouldn't be here. You know my parents, if it isn't college, it's useless."

"Speaking of college, Y/N. How's picking one out goin?" asked Pete, picking of the case for his guitar.

"Uh, pretty good actually. I've already accepted one." Everyone got silent.

"When?" Patrick questioned, not letting the silence cause problems.

"A few months ago. I have a dorm. I'm leaving tomorrow." You said, guilty.

"Where is it?" Andy asked you.

"School of the Art Institute of Chicago, so it's near by so I can keep up with everything here. What about you Patty, did you decide on one yet?" 

Patrick looked away, trying his best to physically avoid the question. 

"Patrick?"

You watched him pull out a super strength he never had  before, carrying all four guitars in their cases.

"Patrick!" you yelled as he ran off, leaving you to stand there.

"He hasn't applied for any yet." You heard Joe whisper to you. You turned and looked at him, not wanting to believe him. 

"No, we made a deal. He promised-"

"Y/N." said Pete, gathering your attention. "Patrick has faith in this band. More than he has faith in himself. Unlike you, he believes with all his heart and soul that this is his future."

You scowled at Pete at that comment. He can't judge me for being safe than sorry, you thought. You took the cases of mics and ran off to your car. Then another thought came to your head that you didn't want.

Are you giving up?