(Lenox Trent/1st Person POV)
I shouldn't have left like that.
I just can't handle losing the one thing that meant the world to me. Fall Out Boy was all I had. My parents died in a car crash and my relatives hate my guts.
That band was my escape and now they're gone. Just like everything else I ever loved.
I ran to the stock room and found a secluded corner. I sat down and just cried. I couldn't help it.
I was shaking so badly that I could hear things rattling behind me. I moved away from the cabinets and laid my head against a couple of boxes.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop crying. I must look like a mess right now, but I do everyday, so there really isn't a difference I guess.
While I was crying, I found myself wishing that Patrick would come and find me. I immediately pushed that thought away because it's completely irrational. He doesn't care about me, and I don't blame him. I wouldn't either.
(Patrick Stump/1st Person POV)
I saw a door labeled Stock Room and decided to check there. I opened the door and stepped into the surprisingly small room.
I heard muffled sobbing coming from a corner of the room and followed the sound. Sure enough, I found Lenox slouched over a couple boxes.
I slowly put my hand on her shoulder. "Lenox?"
She looked at me with red, puffy eyes. "W-What are you doing here?"
"I couldn't just leave knowing how crushed you seemed by what I said. I wanted to apologize."
Lenox stood up. "Why? It's not your fault I reacted the way I did. I should be the one apologizing."
"Could I make it up to you by buying you coffee," I asked nervously. I'm not one much for doing this.
Lenox looked genuinely surprised for a moment. "I would enjoy that."
My heart stopped for a second. She actually said yes! I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my name.
"Patrick? Is everything alright?"
"Uh, yes. Yes it is." My hand gravitated to hers. I couldn't control it.
Lenox outstretched her hand and then pulled it back to her side. "I'm sorry," she blushed.
"D-don't worry about it. Let's go."
"Hold up," she said. "I gotta close the store first."
I looked at more records while Lenox finished closing up. When she was finished, we walked out the door together.
Lenox looked at me. "Aren't you worried about people recognizing you?"
"Not really," I sighed. "This place is mostly empty all the time."
We entered the small coffee shop and went up to order. I ordered a green tea and Lenox ordered a chai tea latte. Much to her disapproval, I payed for both of our drinks. We sat down at a table by the window. It was my favorite spot.
"So what are you going to do now," Lenox asked.
"I really don't know. Maybe I'll make some more music. I honestly don't know what to do right now."
"I know my opinion doesn't really matter, but I think you should do whatever makes you happy."
I sighed. "Can I tell you something? Ever since I heard the fans reactions towards Folie, I haven't been happy. I'm not happy with myself or anything I do." I looked at Lenox while fighting back tears.
"Can I tell you something? I'm the exact same way. The only difference is that I've been feeling this way for a long time."
An idea popped into my head. "W-Would you like to come to my house? It might be a little easier to talk there than in public."
Lenox's eyes shot to the window. "I..."
I started to get nervous. "Y-You don't have to if you don't want to. I-It was a stupid idea on my part." I looked at the ground, "I'm sorry."
"Hey," Lenox started. "I never gave you an answer. I-I would really enjoy that Patrick."
We both grabbed our drinks and started to leave the coffee shop. Once we were outside the store, I was going to try holding her hand again.
A wave of anxiety swept through me as I went to reach out my hand. Only this time, Lenox reached her hand out first. I looked at her and ,with a nervous smile, I put my hand in hers.
Chills were constantly shooting up my spine the entire way to my house.
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