Patrick Stump Imagines

The One Where Everyone Finds Out (1/3)

Shout out to F•R•I•E•N•D•S! This one's for you! If you haven't watched it, there is a clip of the original scene from the show to give you an idea of how Joey finds out. It actually starts at the 1:27 mark

In this imagine:
You = Monica
Patrick = Chandler
Pete = Joey
Andy = Rachel
Brendon = Phoebe
Joe = Ross

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2:35 am

In the early morning, you creep over to Patrick's shared apartment. For the past month, the two of you have been sneaking around and having sex. It started when the two of you got drunk on Brendon's wedding and decided to fool around for one night. Neither of you were expecting it to go any further than you wanted it. Although, the idea of you two sneaking around felt exhilarating. It was also an extremely delicate situation because you didn't want your older brother to find out. He was against you dating any of his friends, despite you arguing that you're a grown woman who can make her own decisions.

"Hey," you greet quitely, unwanting to wake up Pete.

"Hi," Patrick replied. "Pete is deep asleep, practically in a coma. Since it's Saturday, he doesn't wake up until noon."

"Perfect," you smile. Patrick places one of his hands on your cheeks and kisses you. As soon as you pull away, the light turns on and a half-sleep Pete stands under the threshold of his room door.

"(Y/N)?" he muttered. "What are you doing here?"

"I-- uh, I got hungry and I don't have any food in my fridge so I snuck over here to steal something and Patrick caught me," you lie. It amazed you on how quickly you able to concoct a lie.

"So it was you who stole my fried rice," Pete points a finger accusingly.

"No, I can't eat rice. I'm allergic," you tell him.

"Oh, yeah. That's right, sorry," Pete said. He excused himself to the bathroom.

"Okay, well, I'm gonna go," you announce loudly so Pete can hear you.

"What? Really?" Patrick asked.

"No, I'm just selling it so he won't suspect a thing," you whisper.

"Oh, got it," Patrick chuckles. "Bye (Y/N)!"

"Bye, Patrick. Bye, Pete!"

No response came from the other side of the bathroom. You and Patrick look at each other. He walks over to the bathroom and opens the door. Pete was out like a light on the toilet with his toothbrush in his mouth. Patrick carefully took out the toothbrush and closed the door quietly. You smother your laugh as Patrick sneaks you in his own room.

Later that morning, Pete hung up his phone and plugged in his charger to his phone. Patrick poured himself a cup of coffee and added creamer.

"Hey, man," Pete says to Patrick. "The hotel we stayed at last night called and said something about finding an eyelash curler?"

"Eyelash curler? You're sure it's not someone else's that stayed there before us?"

"Patrick? Do you take me for an idiot?"

Silence.

"Never mind, don't answer that."

"What are you talking about, dude?"

"You had a lady of the night over, didn't you?"

"What? No!"

"Patrick, you don't have to lie to me. I'll keep your little secret."

"I did not!" Patrick objected.

"Okay, sure," Pete winked.

Patrick rolled his eyes and heaved a sigh. "Okay, I did have a lady of the night."

"That is wild, Patrick!" Pete exclaimed. {flashback to BAnD Lip Reading}.

•••

Later that afternoon, Brendon, Pete, and Patrick were in the apartment you shared with Hayley. You were getting ready to take your little brother to his soccer game. You couldn't find your eyelash curler in your makeup bag.

"Hey, Hayls?"

"Yeah?"

"I can't seem to find my eyelash curler. Can I borrow yours?" you asked, putting down your bag in defeat.

"Yeah, sure, let me go get it," Hayley answered.

It took Pete a few seconds to register the whole eyelash curler situation. Patrick did not have a lady of the night; he had something to do with (Y/N). That something is sex.

"Oh, oh, oh," he exclaimed, pointing at you and Patrick. Patrick realized Pete knows about them now. He drags Pete to the room.

"Dude, are you okay?" Brendon asked.

"(Y/N), Pete, we need to talk," Patrick said.

The door was closed. Brendon and Hayley looked at each other in confusion and shrugged. They returned to their business.

"You!" Pete points at Patrick. Then, he points at you. "And you!"

"Yes, he and me. Me and him," you admitted.

"Since when?"

"Since Brendon's wedding night."

"Why?"

"We were drunk. It was supposed to a one-time thing. But it turned into a regular thing."

"So all this time when you've been sneaking off, you've been doing it with (Y/N). It all makes sense now!"

"Yes, and no one else knows but you."

"Andy doesn't know?"

"No."

"Your brother doesn't know?"

"Especially not him. Not until we know this thing we have is going somewhere."

"Okay, fine. I won't say a word but if Joe finds out, I did not know anything about you two," Pete compromised.

"Thank you very much, Pete," you and Patrick say.

"If my brother ever finds out, I won't say that you knew about it," you promised.

"I'm far too young to die," Pete commented.

There will be another part two or three to "The One Where Everyone Finds Out." I may or may not have to split Andy's and Brendon's reaction, depending on the show, but the final part will be definitely be Joe finding out.