Petetrick One shots

Friend, please

Yes I know that's a TØP song title shut up. This is kinda gonna be based off of GINASFS and What A Catch, Donnie so prepare for feels also MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING PETE TRIES TO KILL HIMSELF AND WITH A GUN SOO SORRY

Petes POV

This is it...this is the day I'm going to kill myself. I was standing on the roof of our hotel. It was the middle of Fall Out Boys tour and I am just..done...no one cares about my feelings..or they do and they just don't see that it hurts. Patrick, my sweet little soul punk. He's the only thing that has kept me going for this long...Now not even Patrick can make me not feel like this. I can't believe I was stupid enough to tell him how I feel...I knew he didn't feel the same..but I just had to fucking prove it to myself didn't I? He won't miss me.. he'll be glad I'm gone. Him, Joe and Andy will all be glad that this mistake is finally gone. I stood up and grabbed the gun I had sitting beside me.

"I've got troubled thoughts.." I started to sing slowly and brokenly. "And the self esteem to match" I laughed bitterly, tears slipping down my face. "What a catch..what a catch" I raised the gun to my head and I was about to pull the trigger when the doors to the roof slammed open. "PETER LEWIS KINGSTON WENTZ THE THIRD IF YOU PULL THAT TRIGGER IM COMING WITH YOU TO THE AFTER LIFE!" It was Patrick. More tears fell down my face. I didn't want him to see me like this, but he had too. I turned around to look at him.

"NO PATRICK!" I screamed. "I CANT DO THIS! I CANT KEEP LIVING KNOWING YOU DONT FEEL THE SAME AND THAT YOU HATE ME FOR BEING GAY AND IN LOVE WITH YOU!" Patrick looked at me stunned. "Pete, you're my best friend! I could never hate you for being gay! I'm bisexual myself! And I have been in love with you since the day you first showed up at my house for some fucking reason with Joe! I couldn't say anything and when you ran away before I could give you my answer you worried me! Pete, please! Don't take your life away from me!" I slowly lowered the gun from my head. "You..you love me?" I asked. Patrick weakly laughed. "Yes dumbass! Hell! Everyone but you could tell! And everyone but me could tell that you loved me and I'm so sorry I didn't realize it sooner! I didn't want to believe that my best friend was in love with me because I was still trying to convince myself I didn't love you!" Everyone could tell? Really? I thought that i was doing a good job of hiding it.

"Patrick...I'm sorry..I don't even know what I'm doing right now..I just, I thought that you were as straight as a poll and that you would hate me for being a gay piece of shit" I told him. He looked at me in what seemed to be sadness. "Pete, gay is not a synonym for shitty! It never has been and it never will be! And I would never hate you for being gay and in love with me if I didn't love you back!" I smiled softly. "You promise?" I asked. He put his right hand up and his left hand over his heart and made an X. "Cross my heart and hope to die!" I laughed and walked over to him and gave him a hug, dropping the gun. Patrick hugged back and just held me there for a bit. He pulled away and looked at me as if asking for permission to do something. I nodded slightly and he kissed me. It wasn't​ anything like I imagined it to be. It was so much better. His lips were so soft against my slightly chapped ones. The way his lips fit against mine were an  indescribable feeling (did yalls just get Aladdin feels too? No? Just me? Kay) After what felt like hours, but was most likely just a matter of seconds, we pulled away for air. Patrick looked down, he regretted it I thought. "Sorry..that was probably so gross kissing me" I giggled. "Oh Patrick, if anything it was far from gross. It was fucking amazing!" I exclaimed. Patrick blushed. "Really? Because you were pretty amazing too...I kinda wanna do that again" I grinned and put my arms around his waist to bring him closer to me. "Then what's stopping you?" I asked with a grin on my face. Patrick didn't say anything, he just wrapped his arms around my neck and started kissing me again. I kissed back and finally, for once in my life,

I felt like I was worth something.