The Mighty Fall: A Patrick Stump Fanfic

The Mighty In Concert

Shareen's POV

The moment the song started I felt a bundle or nerves fill my stomach and I didn't know what to do. I had a microphone in my hand, a voice in my throat, but no way of getting it out. I felt Patrick grab my hand and pull me on stage. Suddenly I was in front of a huge crowd, all of them screaming louder as they saw us get on stage.

"Please welcome my dear friends, Fall Out Boy!" Hayley said, clapping her hands together. The crowd cheered for them, everyone screaming, jumping and clapping. "And my new friend, who turns out to be a huge fan and one of the nicest people I've ever met, Shareen Vazquez!"

The screaming became louder, and I felt right at home.

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"Oh my gosh that was the best thing ever!" I said, jumping backstage, the guys behind me.

"It was hella tight!" Pete said, waving his hands around.

"Hella tight? Who are you?" I said.

Pete rolled his eyes. "It was a joke."

"A very bad one." Joe said, brushing past him, wiping sweat off his forehead.

"You're such a turd." I said to Joe's retreating figure.

"And I delight myself in being one!" He said back.

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Holy smokes, that was awesome!" Patrick said, holding his hand up for a high five.

I smacked it hard, smiling at him.

"Shatrick sounds awesome together, don't ya think, Pete?" I ask him.

"Totally, you guys are going to do amazing on the song." He said, grinning.

"I hope so," Andy said, walking next to Patrick. "If not it wasn't worth being around this chick." He said, pointing at me.

I slapped his arm. "Shut up, meanie."

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After we got over our concert hype, we met Paramore outide of the arena and decided to go out to dinner. I got in Pete's car with the guys and Hayley, Taylor and Jeremy went in their tour bus towards this restaurant close by that they saw on the way here. We were all laughing and joking around together, like old friends. I almost forgot that I had just met them yesterday morning, that I was mad at Chuck, that I didn't know what was going on with Patrick, almost.

We arrived at the restaurant at around eleven, hardly anyone but us was there, so there was no problem with fans. A few fans walked over to us and asked us for a picture. We all took pictures on their phones, a few with them and then they left, leaving us to joke around and eat.

It was literally one of the best nights of my life, and I wouldn't change it for anything.

Patrick's POV

After dinner, Paramore said their good byes, Hayley promising to text Shareen every day and Shareen promising to answer. She got kind of upset when they left, but she seemed happy. We got back in Pete's car and he started to drop us all off. I was sitting next to Shareen, her head on my shoulder.

"I'm gonna drop the lady off first, if you don't mind boys." Pete said, driving in the direction of Shareen's building.

"Hey, Trick." Shareen whispered to me, lifting her head up a bit.