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Allie	By : JaseraieCarter Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 1329 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Fall Out Boy or any of the members. I don't own Fall Out Boy either. I didn't make any money off of writing this story.

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Three weeks later (about a week and a half before my birthday) Pete was chatting with me after another rehearsal.
“So we’re still on for next Saturday, right?”
I nodded. “Yea, Sierra’s giving me shit about it, but I told her that the band was going to be staying here and having drunken jam session to see if anything new comes out of it. So no one else is allowed.” I smiled sheepishly.
“Lying to the girlfriend, huh?”
I nodded slowly. “Yea, but it was the only was she’d shut up about it! Now she’s telling me she has an ‘extra special birthday present’ for me on Sunday.”
Pete wiggled his eyebrows at me. “Ooh la la!”
“Yea, probably….” I said sadly. “I’m not sure that’s what I want anymore.”
Pete stared at me, jaw dropped.
Why the hell did I say that? I hurried to try to fix it. “I mean…. I uh… It’s just uh…. She uh… She doesn’t seem to respect my music and my choices. Lately I’ve been trying to find reasons to NOT be with her. So I’m not sure if I want my ‘birthday present’ if I’m not sure I want to be with her, you know?”
“Perfectly. But seriously… Who doesn’t want sex?!”
We both laughed.
I watched Pete’s eyes twinkle. He was so much more gorgeous when he was happy. I stared at him.
“At least not with her I don’t.”
Pete’s eyes popped open and a giant grin spread across his gorgeous mouth. “Then who DO you want sex from?”
“Um… Uh… Jessica Simpson?” I looked at the ground.
Pete laughed again. “Are you asking me or telling me?”
I shrugged. “Honestly Pete, I’m not sure what I want anymore.” I looked up at him. “I’m so confused.”
His eyes softened. “I completely understand… Tricky.”
“Tricky?”
“Yea, you’re bein’ tricky by keeping shit from your girl, Tricky.”
I blushed.
“Man, you get embarrassed quicker than any person I’ve ever met.”
“I uh… Sorry.”
Pete laughed. “No need to apologize. I just don’t understand why you get embarrassed sometimes.”
“I can’t tell you either, Pete.” That was the truth too. I knew why, but I wasn’t about to tell him and make things awkward.
I sat down on an amp and shook my head. What the hell was wrong with me? I like girls. Pete likes girls. Hell, Pete was a regular Casanova! So why the hell was I feeling like this? Besides, even if Pete was into guys he wouldn’t be interested in me! He’s so…. And I’m just… I shook those thoughts from my mind. I shouldn’t be thinking like that. I liked girls. I had a girlfriend. I put my head in my hands and sighed.
“Listen Tricky,” Pete knelt down in front of me. “If you ever need to talk, I’m here. I know that makes me sound a little like a girl but… I know what it’s like to have things you can’t talk to everyone about. You feel like they’ll all look at you funny. I promise, no judgment.”
I turned my head so that I could see him. “Thanks. It’s not a big deal, but I’ll keep that in mind.”
“No problem. We’re buds. We’re best buds. That’s what buds are for.”
Pete smiled at me, and I started leaning in to kiss him. I knew I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t stop myself.
“Yo! You guys finished with that shit? The vans out front and all ready!” Joe poked his head in.
I sat bolt upright, eyes wide and horror all over my face.
“Dude, Patrick… You alright?” Joe’s face turned to one of amusement. “Did I interrupt something?” He wiggled his eyebrows at us and laughed.
“HELL NO! Why the hell would anything be going on in here besides being ecstatic that we’re done packing shit up so we can go record?!” I realized I was being defensive and sounded irrationally mad. But oh well, not much I could do now.
“Chill Patrick, it was a joke… Sorry. Let’s just get everything in the van, ok?” Joe walked in and grabbed his guitar and a few other things, staring at me and Pete the entire time.
When Joe was out of the garage, I looked at Pete again. He looked upset.
“Sorry.”
Pete shook his head. “It’s alright. Joe just… He’s got a weird sense of humor, you know that.”
I nodded. “I shouldn’t have yelled. I just…. I’ve got a lot on my mind is all. Lots to do. Lots to figure out.” I stared at him apologetically.
“Yea,” he sighed. “Yea I know. Like I said, I’m here… Ok?”
I nodded. He stood up. “Ok. Now… get your ass off that amp. Those are next.”
I laughed and stood up. We packed the van up in silence. Not even Joe said anything until we were all finished. “So Patrick, big party next Saturday, right?”
I nodded. “I’m not sure about any of the details though. If you have questions, Pete’s the one to talk to.”
“Yea, I know all of that. Pete’s filled me in. I just wanted to make sure I can still go.” He laughed.
“Yea, definitely! Listen, I’m sorry about earlier. I’m just…. REALLY stressed.”
“Then you need to get laid! You’ll feel a lot better. If you can’t do that, then you should get high!”
I laughed. “I’ll remember that. And if I choose the latter, I know who to call.”
“Ghostbusters,” we sang at the same time and then laughed.
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