"I wrote a goodbye note in lipstick on your arms"
Pete woke up to Andy violently shaking him. He was on the couch of the bus where he presumably fell asleep. He doesn't remember falling asleep, but there he was.
"We gotta show soon, dude," Andy said. Pete stood up, getting head rush. He fell right back down on the couch. There was a knock at the bus door, Pete knew who it would be. He walked over to the door, more woken up than he was before. He opened the door to reveal, you guessed it, Mikey Way.
"Hey," Pete sighed. "I actually wanted to talk to you, do you have a moment?" Pete wrung his hands together.
"Hey, yeah that's fine. Don't you have a set soon? "
"It won't take long, I just wanna ask you something" Pete stepped out of the bus and shut the door behind him. He moved to the other side of the bus, motioning Mikey to follow. "Okay, so I was thinking- I was wondering if you'd get a drink with me later? You know, let loose for once." Mikey shifted his weight to his other leg.
"I- Um. Yea, I think that would be okay. You'll come get me?"
"Oh, yea, um that's perfect." Pete stumbled over his words. Mikey wondered what he was so worried about. He wasn't complaining about it, Mikey thought it was cute, unfortunately for him, the image of a flustered Pete stuck in his mind.
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Mikey wandered around for a while, thinking about tonight. He thunked himself in the head a few times, trying to get Pete out of his head.
"Uh, Mikes? What're you doin'?" A voice behind him asked. Ray jogged up to him, a concerned look covering his face.
"Oh, nothing, just the usual 'hitting myself in the head so many times so that I can get an image out of my head'. You know." Mikey nudged him.
"Ah yes, I hate when that happens." Ray smiled. "No, but really Mikey, what's going on?"
"I told you, the usual."
"Right, thinking about the love of your life." Mikey smacked Ray in the arm.
"It's not like that. We're best friends." Ray hummed disapprovingly. "I'm being serious! It's nothing, I swear."
"You keep telling yourself that, bud." Mikey flipped him off and continued to Fall Out Boy's set.
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Pete was beginning to plug his bass into the amp when Mikey waved to him. Pete finished setting himself up and gave Mikey a small wave. He sat to the side of the stage, admiring Pete's playing. He drowned the rest of the band out by now, his main focus being on Pete.
Man, I'm hopeless, Mikey thought. He sat there enjoying the set more until he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders. Which, thoroughly scared him. He craned his neck backward in an unnatural manner and was met with a person with a big set of hair. Here we go, Mikey thought. Ray smiled an 'I know you're only paying attention to one thing on that stage right now and that thing being Pete Wentz' smile.
"You're hopeless, Way."
Man, 'he's hopeless' is definitely the correct statement for Mikey. Although, Mikey hadn't known that Pete had the same hopeless thoughts.
-here u go, Lizzie, enjoy the first chapter
