Boycott Love (Sequel to Don't Come Home For Christmas) ~ Peterick

Chapter Thirty-One - A Dare To Remember

*I am so pumped for these new story ideas. It's not all fall out boy ones sorry, but I'm really excited to share them with all of you. There's quite a few Peterick's ;) Sorry this took longer than usual, I procrastinate so bad. Did you get the title pun? Dare to remember? Ha I'm not funny.*

P.O.V Pete

"Truth or dare?" Gabe's voice is coming from the room over. I hear a groan followed by, "Dare." I linger by the door, trying to listen in. "Okay.. I dare you to.. lick whipped cream off of someone's tongue." The other members of the group laugh and the victim, I've identified now as Vicky, complains about it being gross. "Hey, you asked for a dare." Gabe reminds her.

I smirk, knock on the door and slam it open, "GabeyBaby! I'm hooome!" I sing, throwing my hands open for a hug. "Pete!" He grins and gets up from his space on the floor beside Vicky and runs at me, arms spread out like mine. We collide and he nearly knocks me over. I stumble for a second and we're giggling, we actually start giggling.

"How's the boyfriend?" Gabe smirks and lets go of me. "I knew you two would get together." I roll my eyes, "He's fine I'm sure. How's the Vicky?" I ask, nodding over at the lady herself who pulls a face. "Victoria is fantastic! My wife's great too." He smiles again after looking over to Vicky. "How was Europe?" I shrug, "Pretty good. Amsterdam was amazing." I sigh at the memory. "Ah, yes I heard about Amsterdam from-"
"Brendon?" Gabe chuckles, "However did you guess?" He asks sarcastically. I shrug. "Well? Do you want to be play truth or dare?"

"I've got to get ready-" He frowns, "Dude you've gotten boring since the last time I saw you. Must have been the eyeliner." Woah hold on now, "Fine I'll fucking play."

Soon enough I join a few members of Panic! and Cobra and we're playing truth or dare, cross-legged in a circle. "Alright then. Nate, truth or dare?" Dallon smiles. "Um, truth." A few people groan, "If you were gay who in the room would you date?" Gabe laughs, "If he was gay." Nate shoots him a death glare before sighing and answering, "Alex." Everyone laughs.

"Ooh! My turn, my turn!" Brendon waves his hand about. "Okay Pete truth or dare?" I reply, "Dare." Brendon nearly bursts with glee. "Hell yes! I dare you to kiss Patrick in front of the fans tonight." Luckily Patrick isn't playing with us. Cause this is a perfect opportunity to tell the fans. "Alright then." 

* * * * *

P.O.V Patrick

"So," Pete begins, "We were playing a little game of Truth or Dare tonight with the rest of the guys, you can imagine how that went, and I got dared to do something in front of you.'" 

"This ought to be good." I say to the crowd, feeling a little conscious of the lack of time we have. "It will be Pat." I mouth don't call me Pat and some of the fans pick up on it and laugh. "Right then, Joe? Wanna announce it?" I notice Pete winking at Joe who nods. "Sure."Pete looks over to me and I put my mouth up to the microphone, "What's going on?" 

"We're playing truth or dare Patrick, keep up." Andy makes the crowd laugh and has a look of accomplishment on his face after doing so. "Guys, Pete here was dared to.. kiss Patrick." 

Now to say the crowd goes insane would be inaccurate, however it'd also be an understatement. Everyone around me was jumping and screaming but I was stuck to one spot. "M'okay." He shoots me a glance and hops over, pulls me in and bam. We're kissing in front of thousands. Fantastic. 

I lose count of how long it lasts, it's a lot longer than any dare kiss should be. Enough to raise suspicions? Pete pulls away and starts announcing our last song. "This is our last song tonight! So I hope you enjoy it. Sugar, we're all going down tonight." 

The first few chords play and I'm still slightly in shock, but I sing anyway. After it ends I can see some of the fans still buzzing. "One last thing, I am in love with Patrick Stump! Goodnight Chicago!" Pete runs off of stage and I resist the urge to freak out and instead chuckle and shake my head. That way it seems like a joke right?

Once we're all off stage I make it my mission to find that boyfriend of mine. "PETE, PETER WENTZ GET YOUR ASS HERE NOW!" I storm up to the tour bus and open it to find Pete grinning in the arm chair. I shake my head again. "What kind of stunt was that?" He stands up and walks over to me, puts his arms around my waist and pouts. "I wanna go public." 

"We are public." I argue. "No, tell the fans." I rest my forehead against his, "You basically just did." He smirks. "I know. But can we? Tomorrow?" I chew on my bottom lip. "I.. yes." 

"Great! I can't wait." Pete kisses me on the cheek and goes into the bunks. "Neither can I.." I mutter to myself, not entirely telling the truth. 

* * * * * 

"We're only an hour and a half from Milwaukee so when we get there do you guys want to check into a hotel or just sleep it out in your bunks?" Kate asks us when we're all sitting in the lounge. "I vote hotel, we might as well right?" Pete winks at me and I wink back. "Oh come on you two are not sharing a room. You're meant to be getting sleep in these hotels." I flush and look down at my feet. "As I was saying, it's two now so we'll get there around half three and check in." 

"That's so late man, I don't think I can last." Andy rubs his eyes and yawns. "We'll wake you up when we get there then." Kate slumps down onto the sofa and closes her eyes. "Correction, we will wake you up." 

*Again, apologies for it being late.*