Fall Out Boy, and One Girl?

I've Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth

I took a long time getting to the bus, I dragged my feet and kicked rocked that were in the lot.
I checked my phone. 9:54. I had six minutes to get on the bus. I suddenly sprinted towards the bus, I did not want to be left here, even if it is my home state.
I got on the bus and walked towards to the living room to find everyone waiting.
"Where were you?" Asked Pete. "Saying goodbye to my mom and Allie." I stated. "For twenty minutes?" Andy asked. I felt the tension in the room. Everyone wanted to know what was up with Allie and I. I sighed and rubbled my temples.
"Sit down because this is a long story." I said. Everyone complied and sat down. I took a deep breath before starting my story.
"I became pregnant back in 2010 and it was by myself. I never had sex so it was weird explaining to the doctors that there wasn't a man involved. I gave birth to Allie about two weeks before I had to leave for tour so there was a custody trial held against my will. I opted for my mom but my unforgiving aunt stepped in. My aunt won the trial, and a day later I was separated from Allie." I sighed before continuing. "I made Allie a room for when I'd get back, that's why I didn't let any of you sleep upstairs.
When my band came to my home city my mom was babysitting Allie and took her to see my show, and when I saw her she called me mom, which made me melt. My mom later told me she didn't even call my aunt that, or my mother that. It was out of no where. That made me happier than ever. And as soon as this tour is over I plan to get custody back." I explained.
They all looked at me in shock.
"Oh my god." Pete whispered. "That's awful." Meredith said. I just nodded before heading to my bunk and reading while listening to some music really loud, drowning out any unwanted sounds.

*really big fucking timeskip*

It was finally time to go home for Thanksgiving and spend a week with our families. Patrick and I have grown closer since he met Allie, and we've gone on occasional dates when we had the chance, at the most recent one he asked if I would be his girlfriend and I said yes.
I woke up late on the morning when we were riding back from Florida to Chicago and Patrick was up sipping tea and looking out at the passing fields. I made myself a cup before sitting beside him. He set his mug on the coffee table before pulling me closer to him. I giggled.
"What are we gonna do, ma chérie? A week apart?" He mumbled into my hair. "Why don't we spend Thanksgiving with each other's families' houses?" I suggested while pulling out my phone to text my mom when the family was coming to my house. We held Thanksgiving at my house because I had the biggest house.
"Good idea." He said as I texted my mom and he texted his. "My family's doing the twenty-third." I stated before putting my phone away. "Twenty-sixth, we get to spend Thanksgiving with each other!" He smiled. I chuckled. "You wanna stay at my house then? Come home with me and see Allie?" I asked. He nodded. I smiled before leaning into him and taking a sip of my tea.

When we got to Chicago we dropped Pete and Joe off at the airport after we said our goodbyes and then went to Patrick's house where Andy's and my car were waiting. I lugged my cases off and put them in the trunk of my car along with Patricks, and since we had our guitars I put them in the back seat.
We hugged Andy and Meredith goodbye before getting into our respective cars.
I plugged my phone into my car and played some jazz as I started the drive to my house, Patrick fell asleep as soon as we left Chicago.

When we got to my house, it was an ungodly hour on Sunday morning. I woke Patrick up and we got everything into my house. I slowly walked up the stairs and changed into some pajamas, as did Patrick, and we fell asleep side by side in my very own bed.

Shitty chapter
-DLJ