Patrick's POV
I lay in my bed, my thoughts racing. Pete Wentz Pete Wentz Pete Wentz. That's all that's on my mind. How is he so attractive? How is he so kind and caring and sweet and funny and literally everything I would want in a guy? Is he even human? Pete Wentz Pete Wentz PETE FUCKING WENTZ. Goddamn I'm in this deep. He probably doesn't see me the way I see him. But, earlier today at his house. That was great. But why would he pull me onto his bed like that, or play a song that he wrote even though he clearly didn't want to? Why did he invite me to something his friends would be at and he barely even knows me? It all seems suspicious... But no, he's probably just that super nice kid who tries to be polite to the new people to get a good reputation and then eventually forgets about them after a while. That's what always happens anyway. But Pete seems different. Maybe he is different. Maybe I should try whatever this is. Go to the dance party. Talk to people. Specifically Pete. See what happens. One night can change it all. (AN: DANCE, DANCE REFERENCE AF)
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Two Quarters and a Heart Down
FanfictionPatrick is the new kid at Winona High, and he doesn't quite know how to fit in. Dropping by a dance party held by the "in crowd" (as the popular kids call themselves), Patrick is incredibly uncomfortable, but the kid called Pete Wentz catc...
