I got this idea from thebandsimagines on Tumblr. It mad me cry so I just had to do it.
(Happy New Year!!!!!!!!!)
It's been over a month since you and Patrick split. To be honest, neither one of you wanted the break up. You just couldn't keep living like you were. You sighed as you pulled up an interview from the guys. It was done just a few minutes ago. Grudgingly, you opened the interview. All the guys were there smiling. The interviewer started asking standard questions until he got to one that caught your attention.
"So Patrick, have you stayed in contact with (Y/N) since your break up?" He asked. You've been with that man for 3 years and you knew how well he hid his emotions. Now he was struggling to keep them in.
"You know, I've...I've moved on. We, um, we haven't really talked. I've been busy and she's been busy. If my memory serves correct, she should be getting ready for her high school reunion coming up. That was pretty important for her." Patrick said. Everyone saw the way he went on a kind of far away look. You've only seen him like this once before and it broke your heart to see it again.
"I'm sorry if I hit a nerve man." The interviewer said.
"No, it's cool! I don't have to hide my feelings for (Y/N). She knows how I feel about her. I made sure she knew. Our break up was mutual so, we both still really love each other. We just needed to know when to quit each other, Ya know?" Patrick said with tears pooling in his eyes.
"Um, I think I need some air. S-sorry." Patrick said taking off his mic before leaving.
"Well, that's it for our interview with Fall Out Boy. Thanks for joining us." The interviewer said. After the interview, you decided to hear his voice mails he sent you. You clicked on the first one.
"(Y/N), I can't do this. I miss you so much baby! Please just take me back. We can work things out. I love you!" He said. You automatically knew he was drunk. He would never actually beg for you to come back after leaving you. You clicked on the next one.
"Pete called. He thinks, he thinks I'm gonna do something crazy now that your gone. I promise I won't. I just need you to take me back. Please?"
"(Y/N)! Answer me, please. God, the tequila burns, but it doesn't burn the thought of you out of my mind. I don't wanna let us go!"
"I can't take it anymore. I'd put a gun to my head if it meant I'd forget you. I love you soooooo much. (Y/N), please call back." The last one that he sent was the next day.
"Hey (Y/N). I bet you heard those messages. They were all sort of true, but they didn't really explain the way I felt about you. I love you, I miss you, I want you, I need you. I miss the way your skin felt under mine. The way you'd tell me your darkest secrets during our most intimate times. The way my name would slip out of your mouth. Always different with every emotion. I admit, I took you for granted. I went out with the guys and expected you to be there for me. I never thought about how you felt. We were too explosive. I still remember our last night together. The argument, the way it all ended, all of it. I just need you to know that all those times I said I love you, they were real. I love you (Y/N), more than you'll ever know." He sounded like he was hoarse and crying. Suddenly, you thought about the fight before he left.
*Flashback*
"(Y/N), I'm home!" Patrick called. You sat on your couch crying.
"Baby? Baby, what's wrong?" Patrick asked rushing to your side.
"Am I not good enough?" You asked.
"Baby, you're perfect. where is this coming from?"
"You're always out with the guys. Patrick, you just came back from touring for 3 months and I only saw you when I picked you up from the airport."
"Come on (Y/N)! Are you seriously getting jealous because I wanna hang out with my friends?"
"Patrick, I-I don't think I'm happy here."
"What are you saying?"
"Until you find yourself or feel like you've had enough guy time, I wanna take a break, from us."
"(Y/N), we can work this out. I love you."
"I love you too. Patrick, we both just need some time to find ourselves. I need time to find myself. Just, let me go for now. Please?"
"O-okay. If that's really what you want."
"It is." Patrick grabbed your hand and kissed you very softly. Tears were still running down your face.
"I love you. Never forget." He said. You nodded your head and picked up a small bag of your stuff, leaving Patrick watching from the door.
*End Of Flashback*
You started crying immediately. You missed Patrick so much. You two have been through so much together. You were there when the fans were giving him shit for Folie and you were there when he was trying to loose weight. You've always loved Patrick. Sobbing, you picked up your keys and walked to the door in your black tank top, pink penguin pajama pants, and bunny slippers. As you opened the door Patrick was right outside with a bouquet of flowers.
"I love you too much to let go." He said. You threw yourself into his arms as you both cried together.
