Fall Out Boy Imagines

17 Missed Calls

You gazed upon your dorm room. Finally, everything unpacked, everything tidy. At least, on your side. You hadn't yet met your new roommate, but by their belongings, they seemed to be a very cheerful person with all of their pink skirts and rainbow unicorn stickers. On the wall, they had a Backstreet Boys poster hanging crooked, and already beginning to slowly peal off. All you wanted to do was tidy things up a bit of their things, offer to by them a shelf maybe, or at the least give them better tape to fix their poster. Gosh, what was wrong with you.

You flopped on your newly made bed and checked your phone to see if any family had tried to contact you. It appeared one did. You looked at your phone to read,

16 missed calls from Patty Cakes

You weren't ready to speak to him quite yet. It had only been a day, but it felt like weeks. You had never felt uncomfortable to talk to him. Not after your first fight as friends. Not after your first fight as a couple. Not even after you two broke up. Clearly, he knew this. You watched your phone light up again.

Patty Cakes calling...

You ignored it. You wanted to pick it up and talk but part of you also wanted to press ignore with no hesitation. You were mad at him but also mad at yourself but you couldn't tell who was worse, who was in the wrong, or what really happened. It was so stupid and unreal it felt like a faint blur. Like it didn't even exist. It shouldn't exist. Then the phone stopped ringing as it then read,

17 missed calls from Patty Cakes

You snatched your purse with your keys and bust out of the dorms. Jumping into your car, you immediately slammed the door and drove. You hadn't really explored the campus much yet, so you had no idea where your were going. Then you saw the gates that separated the world from your safety net. That's where you wanted to go. Your body took over as you zoned into thought.

You knew you'd have to see him again. You were still part of the band. There'd still be band sessions. It wasn't over. You refused for it to be over. Were you sabotaging yourself? Did you even know what your were doing anymore? It shouldn't be real. It shouldn't be real. It isn't-

You slammed the breaks just before flying off a cliff like hill. You had no idea how far you were from campus. You no idea where you were. You had no idea of what could happen. You exited your car, grasping fresh air that you had craved for the past 48 hours.

Flopping onto the grass, you let your face gaze to the the warm sky, though as the sun began to fall, it grew cold.

"Where am I?" you said to yourself, not sure if you meant by map. Only one thought swam in your head as you closed your eyes softly. All other thoughts had been drained.

Call him...call him..call. him.

The sun fell.