Epilogue

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*Year, 2015*

Patrick's story

I can hear them, screaming, shouting, calling our name in absolute excitement. Our name is chanted through the venue as they wait for our arrival.

I can smell the excitement, the blood, it's the same every time we do this, a primal hunger always shows itself but I can control it until after. I know Pete is the same; he usually paces around the room or comes over and kisses me, distracting himself.

But it's never like that once we're out there, we forget our hunger, our lust and we feel adrenaline, excitement, the same feeling we get through the crowed. An experience I refuse to throw away.

Pete comes over, giving me a sweet smile, leaning forward and kissing me on the lips. It quickly turns into a make out session, which happens to scar Andy and Joe.

"Can't you guys wait after the show?" Joe asked. Pete pulled away and turned to face Joe, who happens to be shielding his eyes right now. Pete gave a light chuckle and turned back to me, giving his famous innocent smile.

"We can but it's just so hard not to," Pete began, leaning forward to my throat. I couldn't help but lift my head and give him better access. He trails sweet kisses, before nibbling on my sweet spot; I suppress a light moan as I feel Pete's fangs brush up against my neck.

"Ohhh, No! You are not doing that here," Joe snapped. Pete slowly pulled away chuckling and I couldn't help but to whimper and pout. Pete leaned closer to my ear.

"You're just so irresistible," he whispered and a shiver went down my spine. God, I wanted him to take me.

Joe let an annoyed sigh.

"I wish Marie was here," he mumbles, we both give an innocent laugh.

"You'll see her after the show," I said and Joe nodded.

"I know but seeing you two, before every show, I want to know what's that like myself," he replies. We both laugh.

"You guys ready?" Andy asked and we all nodded.

Just as Andy asked, the stage manger came in.

"All right guys, you're on!" he announced. We all nodded, grabbing our equipment, huddling in a circle and cheered, then heading to the stage.

'Fall Out Boy, Fall Out Boy, Fall Out Boy!" the crowed shout and screamed as we climbed on stage, starting out first song for the set list.

Once done we greeted everyone.

"Hello, Australia!" Pete greeted and everyone screamed.

A/N

First off I just want to say thank you to everyone who has read this story, commented and voted this gives me great motivation and enjoyment to write.

With the way I have ended with the epilogue there may be a sequel, depends on how much inspiration I get. But I can say it will be based in Australia, (since I am Australian) during the time soundwave was meant to be on. May soundwave R.I.P and will put 2013/2014/2015 soundwaves line up in a mash, to have some bands in the story.

Other than that thank you all to have read this! =)

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