The Mighty Fall: A Patrick Stump Fanfic

The Mighty Party: Part 2

Patrick's POV

After a while, Shareen, the guys and I finally stopped laughing and Pete came back in the room. Pete made us promise that we wouldn't keep playing so I decided to tell Shareen a little surprise I had for her.

"Hey, Shareen." I said, scooting forward in my seat.

"Sup." She said.

"Remeber last night how you wanted to go to that Paramore concert tonight?"

"No, I do not remember wanting to go to a concert with one of my favorite bands since I was a teenager." She said sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Whatever. Just guess what."

She gasped and stood up, jumping up and down on the spot.

"OMG YOU GOT US ALL TICKETS FOR THE CONCERT AND BACKSTAGE PASSES AND THEN WE'RE ALL GOING OUT TO DINNER AND HAYLEY AND I WILL BECOME BEST FRIENDS AND WE'LL EXCHANGE NUMBERS AND GOT TO EACH OTHERS HOUSES AND I'LL DIE." She yelled.

I was somewhat shocked yet none of it really surprised me. I bit my lip to keep back a chuckle.

"I'm not sure about the last part but you seem to have the gist of the rest." I said.

Shareen screamed and ran over to me, throwing herself on top of me and wrapping her arms around my neck. I fell back on the couch. My arms sprawled out in shock.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" She said into my neck, kissing it once and getting up to start jumping up and down.

I was still shocked so I stayed on the couch, my arms sprawled out and staring at the ceiling. I looked over at Pete and his mouth was open. He saw my expression, which I was sure was way more shocked then his and he smirked, watching me knowingly. Slowly, I got up and sat up pin straight, watching Shareen jump up and down and chatter at Joe and Andy about the concert.

"You sly dog." Pete whispered, smirking at me.

I rolled my eyes at him. "What are you talking about?" I asked.

"You set it all up. You're trying to win her." He said.

I would have liked to reply honestly, but I didn't think I could tolerate another round of Pete's jokes. And it seemed cooler to keep my plans to myself.

I shook my head. "No I'm not." I said. "She asked me to go with her last night to make me feel better."

"What?"

I sighed. "She saw me kinda down last night and asked me why until I was forced to tell her about . . . you know . . . and she said I should move on, do different things so she suggested we start off by going to the concert."

"And that's the only reason?" Pete asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

I nodded. "Pretty much."

Pete rolled his eyes and laughed at me. "Whatever, Patrick. In the end, you know I will discover your evil plan."

With that, he got up and joined Shareen and the guys to make fun of her.

Shareen's POV

"You guys need to get ready if we're going to the concert." I said, placing my hands on my hips and staring at them.

Joe scoffed. "What for? It's just a concert."

"Yeah, but I'm not going out with some crazy dressed guys. I go out with presentable, decent, hot guys." I said.

"Listen up, kid." Pete said, pointing a finger at me. "You're lucky you're even going anywhere with us so don't go around telling us that we're not 'presentable'." He said, making quotation marks with his fingers.