*ON HOLD* The young blood chronicles (A Fall Out Boy fan fiction)

The young blood chronicles (A Fall Out Boy fan fiction)

HI! This is my very first fanfic! I really hope you guys like it! Sorry for any grammar and/or spelling mistakes!

(POV: Patrick)

The crowd cheered me on I sang the lyrics to 'My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark'. I was moving around the stage, singing as loud as I possibly could, and for some reason I glance at Pete. Maybe it was the way he was swaying to the music while played his bass, or the way the light hit him, but I almost found him...attractive? No I can't I'm straight, married (well, actually I'm divorced) and after all he has been my best friend since high school! There was no way I was gay. I realize I wasn't paying attention and tear my gaze away from him just as the song ends.

As we walk off stage I try to get out of there as fast as I can, I don't want the fan's to see me blushing. As I'm making my way to the dressing room I feel a hand on my shoulder. I spin around to see none other than Pete. "Uh hi Pete." I manage to stutter out. "Good show you did out there" Pete says with a smirk. I clear my throat "Thanks, you too..." I say suspiciously. I watch him walk away when a thought comes to mind: did Pete see me staring at him?

(POV: Pete) *during the concert*

Patrick is at the front of the stage. He's singing 'My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark,' and is completely rocking it! I was focusing mainly on playing my bass, but from the corner of my eye I could see Patrick staring at me. It wasn't even subtle. The crowd seemed to notice too because they kept on chanting "Peterick," but he doesn't seem to notice or care at all. He just kept on singing and staring. He comes back to attention as the song ends, and quickly get out off the stage. I follow him for some reason. I finally catch up to him and put my hand on his shoulder. Patrick quickly spins around and stutters "Uh hi Pete." The way he was so nervous made me smile "Good show you did out there" I say with a smirk. Patrick clears his throat then says"Thanks, you too..." He drags out the last part.

I smile as I walk away.

*Time laps: at home*

I'm sitting on my couch watching the news; there are some kidnappers lose, when my phone rings making me jump. I scramble to pick it up. The caller ID says Patrick.

"Hello?" I ask.

"Pete?" Patrick sounds exited yet desperate

"Yeah? what do you need?" I ask sounding a bit worried.

"Come over to my house right away! I'm in my basment, the door is unlocked"

"Alright I'm on my way"

"Hurry" Is the last thing he says before hanging up.

A/N: alright, Hi! I really hope you guys like this story! Also don't forget to vote and comment! It'll mean the world to me! And yes the plot of this story is what happens in the young blood chronicles but I'm going to be adding little twists to it every once and a while! And if you didn't get the point of veiw change first it was Patricks point of view starting from the concert, then it was Petes point of view from the same concert. Sooo yeah! I hope that helped....somehow