Deadroses {A Pete Wentz x Reader Story}

Chapter 5: I Think You're My Best Friend

A/N// so anyways your best friend and you are gonna hang out in this and talk about how you met your idol.

( Your POV)

*Time skip to when you get home*

I walk into the door and slump onto the couch, today was the first day I haven't felt like a depressed piece of shit. Meeting Pete was the best thing ever, he was so sweet and kind and sorta flirty.

I pull my phone out of my pocket and text (y/b/f/n), asking her to come chill. I love that girl so much, she means a lot to me. I set my phone back down onto the couch and sigh. I feel a vibration a few seconds later.

*Soft Emo Bitch:)*: yeah sure I'll be over in 10 minutes.

*You*: Okay good, I have a lot of good news!!

Only problem is that's only partly true..

I ruffle my hair back and let out a little sigh, I decide to get comfortable so I take off my shoes and socks and jeans. I rush upstairs and pull on some sweatpants and hurry back down.

No more than 1 minute later (y/b/f/n) walks in. “Hey bitch” she laughs and waves “Hey slut” I say back at her and smile. I go to the couch and Pat the seat next to me. “Okay so what's to news?” she looks at me eagerly and half smiles. I look back and move some hair out of my face, "Well number 1, I got the job! And number two.. I..I ..” she fake groans and rolls her eyes sarcastically, “You? You?”. “I MET PETE WENTZ AND HE GAVE ME HIS PHONE NUMBER!!” I shriek when I can finally get it out. “AHH OH MY GOSH (Y/N)!!” she screams with me and a huge smile spreads across her face. “(y/n)! I'm so happy for you” she smiles even brighter and gives me a hug.

I love (y/b/f/n) so much, she's fucking amazing and I love and appreciate her so much. “Alrighty bitch you wanna watch some movies?”. (Y/b/f/n) smiled at me and said “Hell yeah!”

*time skip because I'm lazy*

(Y/b/f/n) and I spent the whole night watching bad chick flicks and amazing 80's movies.

“Okay (y/n) I've got to go home, my parents are gonna get home soon and they don't know I'm with you” she laughs a bit at the last part and gives me a hug.

“Bye (y/b/f/n)” I smile and hug her back, watching her figure fade into the darkness as she walks out the door.

When she walks away I feel a bit empty again, she's the only real friend I have, they all left me after the accident.

I hate the feeling of being lonely, I like being alone but not lonely. it sounds crazy but it's 100% true. I then remembered Pete gave me his phone number, I didn't want to bother him. But I just want some company.

I go up to my room and get the paper he gave me, I put his number in my phone and nervously try and type out the text.

You: Hi I'm (y/n, remember me from hot topic today?

I shaking press send and wait for him to respond.

Pete Wentz: Hell yeah I do :)

You: Can you come over? Only if you want to!

Pete Wentz: Yeah sure, whats your address?

You: *insert an address in a city*

Pete Wentz: Awesome, I'll be there in 10 minutes

O my gosh. I can't believe THE Pete Wentz is coming to my house, I cannot believe it.

My idol is coming to my house so WE CAN HANG OUT.

A/N// haaaaa wait until the next chapter for y'all to hang out, sorry for the late and short chapter!