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________________________________ I was walking down the street, the day was like any other, sun was out, the weather was warm, it was honestly disgusting. I must've not been paying attention to where I was going and hit a tree stump because next thing I knew I was heading straight for the ground.
I let out a yelp before closing my eyes, the thing is... no matter how long I waited, I never hit the ground.
When I opened my eyes I saw a man with a black fedora and sweater, and a blue button down shirt, brownish-blond hair, and one of the cutest smiles I could ever have seen.
I knew this man looked familiar but I wasn't sure who.
"You okay there?" He asked as I got back flat on me feet.
"Yeah, thanks. You know, for catching me."
"Well, what was I supposed to do? Just let you fall? Oh hey maybe I'll pull my phone out and catch it on camera! Wanna do a rerun? It'll be all over YouTube!" He joked. "I'm Patrick." He stuck out his hand. Then I realized... the reason he looked so familiar was because he was...
"Patrick Stump." I stared.
"I'm sorry?" He asked.
"Patrick Stump. I mean you're Patrick Stump. I mean i'm not why would I be i mean just look at me for starters I'm... I'm a girl. And well... my hair is blue... and well yours is brown. And I mean-"
"Heh.. yeah." His face went red.
"Oh my gosh did I... did I just make you uncomfortable? I'm so so sorry."
"No... no it's fine."
"Allison." I told him, breaking an odd silence between us.
"Pardon?"
"My name. It's Allison."
"Oh, right. And um... just so you know.... I think it looks nice."
"What?"
"Your hair, I like it. It's kinda... cute."
"Oh... thanks." The both of us just stood there... blushing redder than Gerard Way's hair.
"Do you wanna get dinner later tonight?"
"Yeah sure. Why not?"
"Okay... um... h-here's my number.... just uh... just text me when you're ready." He pulled out a pen and wrote his number on my hand.
"Will do." Those were my last words before we walked away. I wasn't too sure about him but I don't think I've ever smiled so big in my entire life. But hey, who wouldn't be? I'm going out to diner with Patrick Freaking Stump.
