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The "I" in Lie	By : CAndersson Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 1642 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Patrick Stump, nor did I make any money of this story.

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Chapter 2: It Was Electric From The Moment They Crossed Paths
Paul is standing by the stage talking to the same dude that was there when I came in earlier. He turns around when he hears my footsteps.
"You ready?"
I nod.
"Come on then!" he says and jump smoothly up on the stage.
He turns around, bends down and reaches his hand out to help me up. We walk through the same door he'd come from earlier. We're in a corridor with red flowery velvet wallpaper and dark brown doors on both sides. He takes me to the second to last door on the right. I hear music through the door and the same second he knocks I feel like I'm gonna faint. I compose myself the best I can as I hear:
"Enter!" and then laughter.
And so we do. It's a kind of big room for a dressing room I guess. It feels really cozy though with dark blue wallpaper, same as the corridor. Lots of huge green flowers standing around the floor and two small crimson squishy sofas occupied by people. So that's what my confused brain registers before I actually see WHO the people are.
On one of the sofas the lead singer of The Cab, Alex is sitting next to Patrick's bassist Matt. Alex has an acoustic guitar on his lap and he is talking to Matt. On the other sofa there is Michael, Patrick's guitarist and Gabe from Cobra is sitting on the armrest looking as if Michael has just said something really funny. There is also a girl, Vicky T, sitting in front of the typical mirror with lightbulbs on the side of it. She is applying lipstick.
And with his back to us, playing with the stereo, there he is. That blond tousled head of hair can only belong to Patrick Stump. One second after I realize that it's him, he turns. He looks straight at me and after half a second his eyebrows shoots up and makes his forehead wrinkle a little. He looks absolutely adorable. After another second his face relaxes and with a huge smile he comes towards us.
He is wearing a light blue shirt, a black thin tie loosely around his neck, light gray button cardigan, dark blue kinda tight jeans and black shoes. The sleeves on the shirt and cardigan are rolled up to his elbows. He's also chewing gum, which of course makes him look even more adorable.
"So Paul, this is our one and only VIP?" he says with a short look at the man beside me, then his eyes quickly returns to mine. He's still smiling big, chewing his gum kinda lazily.
Oh, God! He is totally even more gorgeous than I could ever imagine. He has the most fantastic cheek bones I've ever seen. And the eyes! The eyes, with their hard to define color of green that sometimes looks brown, are drilling their way into me. I know I will never forget the way he seems to study me. Like he's just as curious about me as I am about him.
He reaches out his right hand to me.
"Hi, I'm Patrick! It's really nice to meet you!"
I shake it. His hand is soft and warm. I think I tell him my name as I do so, but I can't be sure. And maybe that it's nice to meet him too.
I take a second to process the fact that he's so modest that he introduces himself to me, like I don't already know who he is. I love that!
"Hey guys, say hi to our VIP!" he calls to the room at large.
"Hey!" Alex yells and gives a small wave.
Michael and Gabe seems to still be involved in their funny conversation and doesn't hear Patrick.
But both Matt and Vicky T come up to me and shake my hand.
"Nice to meet you." Matt says, smiling at me.
Vicky T kisses me on both cheeks, before saying: "Do you feel exited?"
"Oh do I? Understatement of the year! I could almost pee my pants!"
Oh, shit! Why the hell am I acting like a foolish fan girl? I need to start thinking before I talk.
"Oh, sorry! Excuse moi whilst I remove this abnormally large foot out of my mouth…" I say with a smirk.
Patrick is laughing:
"Need any help with that?" he says with a huge grin.
"Nah, I think I got it now." I say, kinda gesturing a little like I'm removing something from my mouth.
"Ok, good! Maybe save it if you need to put it up someone's ass anytime soon…" Patrick actually smirks and sorta winks at me.
Are we really standing here bantering, already? I can't help it, I crack up! And so does Patrick. It is totally awesome just standing here laughing with him. I start to relax.
Matt and Vicky T have already taken their seats again. And I notice Paul has left, when did he do that?
"Hey Trick!" It's Gabe. "I'm gonna go to my dressing room now. Time to get ready for our sound check."
"Oh yeah, good idea!" says Alex as he stands up. "Thanks Rick! You're a good host." He says with a wink and a point at Patrick.
Vicky T walks up to Patrick, gives him a small kiss on the cheek, says thanks and leaves with Alex and Gabe.
Now there is only me, Patrick, Matt and Michael in the room.
"Let's sit." Patrick smiles at me. "Can I get you anything to drink?"
"Thanks! Just some mineral water please." I say.
"Ok, coming right up!" he says sweetly.
I take a seat next to Matt, where Alex sat before. Patrick asks the guys if he can refill their drinks. There is a small fridge in the corner and he starts fixing our drinks. As he returns Matt tries to discretely move to sit next to Michael instead. I, of course, notice and smirk at him. That way Patrick has no choice but to sit next to me. Well, it isn't like I mind…
"Here you go." Patrick says as he hands me the water, with both ice and a lime wedge, and sits down beside me.
"Thank you, you're sweet!" I don't even know where I get my courage to say something like that to him.
Oh, he's actually blushing a bit. How adorable!
"You're welcome. And thanks yourself!" he has a shy smile.
"Matt, do you mind?" I ask while I fish around the bottom of my bag, looking for my camera.
"Huh?" Matt says, comprehension dawning on his face as I find the camera and hold it up. "Oh, of course not. Sure!" I give it to him. He is so nice!
Patrick's quick to move closer to me and puts his right arm around me. He looks at me slightly as if to ask if it's ok. I smile, snuggle in a bit and put my right arm around his chest. Oh God, he smells absolutely amazing, great smelling cologne and mint. Matt takes 4-5 pictures and hands back the camera. I take a couple of photos of Matt and Michael.
For an hour or so we sit talking and laughing. Matt and Michael leave after awhile, but honestly both me and Patrick are enjoying each others company too much, we hardly notice.
I ask some burning questions I'm having about his music and stuff. He answers best he can. He signs my "Soul Punk" CD and some other stuff. I also give him my gift; an orange piano tie, 80's style. He laughs really hard at that and gives me a huge hug, but he releases a little too quickly for my liking.
"Wow, and my favorite color too." he chuckles.
"Oh yeah?" I say as innocently as I can, pretending that I didn't already knew that.
"Actually, I think I'm gonna have to wear it tonight." he says with an awesome smile.
"Really? That would be super nice of you." I say, blushing a little.
"Yeah, I really love it! Thank you so much!" and he actually gives me another hug.
Then he looks deeply into my eyes for a bit too long, ruffles his hair a bit nervously with his right hand and looks away.
Ok, what the hell is going on? He's actually behaving like he's attracted to me… I know I'M attracted to HIM, but that's no secret. Who wouldn't be? But what's going on with him? He can't possibly be attracted to me, can he? Oh God, stop thinking and just enjoy the moment, you stupid bitch!
"Uhmm… I wanna if you…" he clears his throat, he is still not looking at me and his cheeks are getting a bit red "I wanna ask if you wanna hang out after the show too?" he says, looking back at me sort of shyly.
Before I have time to absorb what he said, he continues kind of rapidly; "'Cuz I'm really enjoying your company, there's so many guys on this tour and Vicky's like a sister… Sometimes it's just nice to have a real conversation with such a nice, sweet girl… Uhm… I mean, I meet girls of course, but it's at meet and greets and they are all about signing stuff and taking photos. And some of the girls can be really intimidating." he says it all very fast as if though he's afraid to lose his nerve.
I'm stunned! He wants to hang out? Oh, I'm not passing up on this, too good to be true. I try to collect my cool and say;
"Well, if you put it that way… Of course I'll hang out! I mean I can't blame you, it can't be every day you meet the likes of me…" I smirk.
He looks baffled at first, then he laughs;
"That's what I mean! You're treating me differently than other fans do. You're so calm and collected. I really like you." he says and then he looks a bit shocked as if he's said too much and once again he runs his fingers through his hair.
"Can I help you with that foot, my dear?" I smile sweetly.
"Oh, God!" Patrick laughs once again and relaxes his shoulders that were way near his ears.
"No biggie!" I say "I really like you too Patrick. You're sweet, funny, smart, modest and sexy." I smile, as I can't believe where I get my courage to just tell him what I think of him.
"You think so?" he looks sceptic.
"Yes, I do! I'm not sitting here lying to you…" I smile patiently.
"Well, ok… Thank you!" he smiles sincerely "And from this past hour or so, I can tell that you are funny, polite and intelligent. Not to mention I also think you're cute, attractive and you have one of the sweetest smiles I've seen in a long time." he finishes.
Oh, dear! My mind just blanks…
We just sit there and stare at each other for awhile.
KNOCK, KNOCK! We both start for a bit, and then laugh.
Patrick stands up, walks to the door and opens it.
Paul's voice; "Hey, Cobra is on in 30. We might need to usher our lovely VIP to the audience…She's still here right?" I actually hear him grinning.
"Oh, of course! I didn't realize it was time already… Will you escort her to the front please Paul? And make sure she has no trouble getting back stage after the M&G?" Patrick says. I'm smiling really smugly. Oops, need to wipe that off my face before Patrick sees me…
"Uh, sure…" Paul's voice is a bit uncertain.
"Great, I'll get her! Wait here."
Patrick closes the door almost completely and returns to me. I stand up, grab my bag and jacket.
"Ok, so I've made sure you're in the front row, I just really wanna see you from the stage. And make sure you have a good view of course. Then after the concert I'll have a quick shower and then it's meet and greet, if you don't mind waiting. So after I'm done with the fans we'll come back here and we can… I don't know… have something to eat or something…" he says this kind of fast like he's both stressed and embarrassed.
"Yeah, sounds good. See you out there Patrick!"
I lean in a bit. He gives me the best hug ever. Long and soft, but still firm. And with surprise I hear him inhale through his nose a little, like his inhaling my scent. We hug for a bit, and when he lets me go he gives me the smallest, sweetest kiss on my right cheek.
"Thanks for the tie…" he says softly and quietly right by my ear.
I just give him, probably, the stupidest grin of my life. He gives the tinniest giggle and walk me to the door. He opens it and says;
"See you later! I hope you enjoy the show!"
I start walking, turn my head back to Patrick and say:
"Oh I will!" as I walk out with Paul.
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