Patrick's POV
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Oh my actual God. I'm getting married to the Pete Wentz. I think we need to tell a few more people, if we went them attending our wedding. I sit next to Pete on the couch, holding his hand.
"Pete...can we tell our parents?" He's still looking at the TV, but I hear his breath hitch. Soon enough, he nods and grabs his phone. I really wish we could tell them in person, I suppose we could wait, but now is the time we are confident and now is the time we are telling them.
"Hello? Mom? Yeah...uh, Pat and I have something to tell you." He puts it on speaker so I can hear the reaction as well. If I could be honest, I'm quite scared. Not for Pete's mom, his dad.
You see, when Pete was emo as ever, he dad wasn't really supporting him. His mom, on the other hand, said she would stick by him no matter what.
"Alright Deary, I have your father. What is it that you want to tell us?" I cups his mouth and nods for me to start talking. He looks on the verge of tears, so I go ahead.
"We are...getting married!" I smile weakly, seeing the surprised faces. "And...uh....we're having a baby." Here it comes.