Pete, The Asshole (Pete Wentz X Reader)

Pete, The Asshole (Pete Wentz X Reader)

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You hate Pete Wentz. While attending high school, you meet Joe, Patrick, Andy, and Brendon and instantly become best friends. Ashlee Simpson hates you for some reason and boy, do you hate her. And her boyfriend, Pete. The asshole. You hate him and he loves it. There's a pretty big time skip. You and Pete clearly end up together but times are hard. The arguing, its unbearable. In another 6 years, you end up with someone unexpected. A close friend. You are helplessly in love (or so you think). You make the ultimate decision. Pete or your fiancée. While i'm sure you can guess the answer, tune in for surprises because this gets interesting. {{{{this whole story involves some trigger warnings and slight smut. }}}}
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{Completed} {book one} Cover Made By - EchoedBlack Thank you babes 😘😘 My life was... Perfect, to begin with. I had two hard working parents, a nice house in a nice neighborhood, an amazing best friend, an incredible brother, good grades. What more could I ask for! Then my life went downhill. It all started when I stumbled my way through the cafeteria, my History and French books slowly slipping from my grip as I tried not to spill my coffee all over myself. I tried using my knees to push them back up, however that just became awkward and didn't help much - it made it worse, honestly. I eventually succumbed to my inevitable future and took one wrong step and tripped. And there he was. A gorgeous boy, a little older than I. He was amazing, incredible. At first. Then my life turned to shit. This is a kinda unfinished, badly written Patrick Stumph fan-fiction. I don't actually have a description for it yet without it sounding like some dumb overdramatic book. So :// sorry I guess. I'm sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes I make, by the way.

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