The Mighty Fall: A Patrick Stump Fanfic

The Mighty Meet

Shareen's POV

At exactly 3 o'clock, Chuck and I were driving into the parking lot of Punk 106.4, home of the Rich and Mady at 2 show. Pete texted me last night asking us to meet him here so we could all head out to lunch together after they finished with their interview.

I was practically jumping up and down in my seat, barely listening to Chuck chatting to me while driving. My heart was racing at a hundred miles an hour, my hands were shaking madly and the adrenaline was rushing through my veins. Today was a day I had been dreaming of since I first fell in love with their music. My dream mostly consited of me meeting Fall Out Boy and then running away in Patrick's arms, but since I have a boyfriend and I'm perfectly happy with him, I guess the song makes things better. I never thought I'd be here but I guess this was life's way of saying "Think again."

Chuck parked the car and turned it off. I threw open my door and jumped out, slamming the door behind me. I smoothed out my outfit and fixed myself in the rear view mirror. I was wearing my favorite Fall Out Boy shirt, black with a green anchor and black leather pants with matching combat boots. My hair was perfectly straight and my eyeliner would surely make Pete proud. I just hoped they wouldn't think I was sucking up to them, my wardrobe mostly consisted of band shirts.

Chuck got out of the car and walked to the front, holding his hand out for me. I walked over and intertwined my fingers with his. He squeezed my hand softly but reassuringly.

"Are you excited? " He asked, pulling me towards the door.

I walked along with him. "Of course I am! I could barely sleep last night!" I said.

"Neither could I! I'm super jealous of you, you know. I might have to kill you in your sleep."

I laughed and pushed the door open. A burst of cold air hit me in the face as I stepped into the station. It seemed fairly small with the walls covered in dozens of posters of bands and singers. Chuck and I walked along the hall, staring at all the posters. I had imagined it was mostly just a punk station but they seemed to play everything from classic rock to indie rock. There were signed posters of Panic! At The Disco, Echosmith, some bands I didn't know of and at the end of the hall was a pair of guys putting up a new frame on the wall. As we got closer I noticed it was a newly signed Fall Out Boy poster signed by the boys. I grinned at the poster and kept walking.

At the end of the hall of bands, was a receptionist desk and sitting in a chair sat a girl with a purple shirt and a familiar face on it, typing away at her computer. I stopped at the desk.

"Uh, hi. We're looking for Fall Out Boy. " I said nervously.

"No fans allowed. " The girl said in an irritated voice.

She sat up straight and I saw my face staring up at me from her shirt. I grinned broadly and nudged Chuck. He followed my gaze and smirked.

"Really?" I asked. "Not even for me?"

The girl looked up at us and her eyes widened in shock.

"Oh my gosh! Shareen Vazquez and Chuck Barret! Oh my gosh I love you guys so much!" She said, jumping up from her seat.

Chuck and I laughed. "Thanks." I said.

"Can I get a picture with you guys?" She asked.

Chuck nodded. "Yeah, that be awesome! I want a picture with you too."

"Yaaay!"

The girl took her phone out of her pocket and turned on the camera. The three of us posed together, first smiling and then we all made weird faces. Chuck took a separate picture with her pointing at my face on her shirt. I laughed at how enthusiastic he seemed. It was adorable.