AN: Originally, this story was supposed to be based off The Cab's Zzzz the demo version but then I couldn't get any ideas. So this was pretty much off the top of my head, I was typing for like 2 hours straight...I think it's 1,762 words.
‘It’s just a hat Pete. It’s not life or death, just barge in and hand him his hat.’ Pete thought to himself as he stood outside of Mr. Henson’s classroom. Sometime last week during Joe Trohman’s party, Pete discovered Patrick’s hat. It had been laying there unattended, probably knocked off because Patrick was occupied by his girlfriend at the time, calling to him. If hats could speak, Pete probably heard "Dude, your chance!" Too bad Pete didn’t think far ahead of time because here he is now attempting his ‘chance’ and failing hard.
Patrick wasn’t even the most popular guy but that didn’t stop Pete from falling head over heels in love with the dude. The sound of his voice was really it. And the way he feels against Pete when he hugs him. And his laugh that kind of sounds like a giraffe. And the way he blushes at absolutely everything. Okay so maybe, it wasn’t just his voice. Maybe it’s just Patrick in general.
The bell sounds and students from everywhere pour into the hall Pete’s still standing in. Patrick makes it to the door first.
"Um, hi." Patrick starts confused. All he really wants to do is get home because he finally convinced his mom that his favorite hat had fallen off the face of the earth so she needs to buy him the exact same one. Pete is really in his way right now.
"Hi." Pete stares at Patrick in awe, like he’s surprised to ever be this close without having a camera for photography class. Patrick’s in band, did Pete mention that? He plays every instrument known to man but always says he sucks. Pete thinks he’s super awesome; and hot but mostly awesome. He wishes his camera was here, Patrick looks cute when he’s confused.
"You mind? I kind of have somewhere to go." He reaches to push Pete out the way but stops when his hand touches something that isn’t skin or clothes. "You have my hat. You have my hat!" Patrick jumps into Pete’s arms and gives him the biggest hug he’s ever given in his life. Pete wishes he had his camera even more or at least his camcorder because hello, Patrick Stump has jumped upon him on his own will!
Days have passed by since that day forever now known as "The day Patrick freakin’ Stump jumped on me and I nearly passed out." Pete no longer is as shy around Patrick or stares at him like he’s sugar cookies and a cup of Swiss Miss Cocoa. He still harbors his crush on him though and that stops them from talking about certain subjects like what they’re talking about now.
"So there’s this dude…"
"Stop right there Patrick, I know what you’re heading off into and I refuse to take part in this conversation right now."
"We’ve talked about this man. You know I’m bi, why are you being such a homophobe?"
"I’m not a homophobe." Patrick raises his eyebrow. Pete started keeping his camera on him at all times since he started hanging out with Patrick just so he can capture moments like when Patrick raises his eyebrow. All these pictures of him freaked out Patrick when he found them one day so to cover himself Pete had to start attacking his other friends with his camera. Now he has a bunch of useless pictures he doesn’t even want.
"I’m not! I’m in an unrequited relationship right now." Pete offered, choosing his words carefully.
To say Patrick was uninterested would be to say the sun doesn’t shine everyday. He felt offended to be kept this information for however long. He needed to know who at this very minute.
"Why are you staring at me like that? Oh, do not pull out those puppy dog eyes! They do not work on me Patrick."
"I want to know!"
"Know what? There’s nothing to know."
"You’ve got a crush on someone and you didn’t even tell your best friend! I’m honestly hurt Pete."
"Fine." Patrick waited and nothing happened. The suspense was killing him.
"I’m gonna die from this suspense."
"You" Pete muttered incoherently. Patrick heard a word but didn’t believe what he thought so he acted like he hadn’t heard anything at all.
"I’m sorry, that was?"
Having lost his previous confidence, Pete walked off from the table.
All was soon forgotten about Pete’s reveal when Patrick finally talked to that dude he mentioned, every other minute of the few hours he spent with Pete. He was so annoyed, he even went as far as stealing Joe Trohman from whatever the heck he was doing and plopped him in front of Patrick. Long story short, they’re dating now. They have become Patroh; it’s very adorable to everyone that isn’t Pete.
Patrick and Pete were at lunch having a very normal conversation when all of a sudden Patrick’s eyes became deer like and if you looked hard enough, there were hearts floating. A frown appeared on Pete’s usually happy (and tan) face. He turned around and there was Trohman. Pete and Joe are on a last name basis now because Pete made it so. He refuses to call him by his first name because of his relationship with Patrick, clearly disregarding the fact it was his fault in the first place.
"Sucks huh?" Andy stated as he sat by Pete. Andy had been Pete’s rock through this whole thing much like Jon is to Brendon. ("because Ryan is too stupid to realize." Brendon explains) He’s everybody’s rock because Andy Hurley is just awesome like that.
"How long have you been in love with Stump?"
"Since last year. We started talking because of a hat." Pete can’t bring himself to call it stupid because knowing his luck that’ll be the only thing Patrick will hear and he’ll be offended, saying things like ‘How dare you insult my favorite hat!’ and pulling out his pouts with puppy dog eyes attached. Pete’s just not prepared for so many cute Patrick things being pulled out on him at once, he just might crack.
"Just do it, man."
"This ain’t Nike Hurley."
One day, Patrick decides to stop by the Wentz’s residence without Trohman in tow and finds Pete asleep outside in his hammock. He finds the scene very endearing. If Pete were awake he would probable find a way to record Patrick’s thoughts and take a picture of this very scene. He’s going to eventually own his own camera crew to follow him around (and to secretly stalk Patrick.)
Pete wakes up to find a Patrick snoring lightly curled up next to him and silently freaks out. ‘Why the hell don’t I have my camera crew yet?’ He shakes Patrick gently awake who automatically fixes his hat. ‘As if his hair could ever be messed up’
"What," Patrick groggily asks.
"You tell me. I woke up to find you here."
"Oh right! I remembered you telling me about your unrequited love. How’s that working out?"
"Like normal. I’m still being an idiot and he still doesn’t recognize anything is different."
Patrick gasps. "You mean the mystery person is a he? And all this time I thought you were a homophobe…"
"I hang out with you on a daily basis and in public."
"What is your point?"
They lie back down and stare at the clouds passing by. Due to one of Newton’s laws-Pete can’t remember right now-gravity has them unnaturally close but since they’re best friends and all, it is totally fine. Patrick leans in to Pete’s side, laying his head comfortably on his chest. Pete is not one to complain, so he takes this in stride.
"You still have to tell me who it is." Patrick states in the midst of the silence. Pete pretends to have fallen back asleep.
Valentine’s Day is here and Pete is struggling to fit his valentine for Patrick into his messenger bag. His mom watches amusedly and Pete huffs because his mom is watching him. He heads off extra early for school because he realizes his present is too huge to hide.
Patrick is embarrassed and has been so all day. In his first period, a delivery guy stopped by asking if there was a Patrick Stump in this class. He received a yes and left the room. There were 20 people with him each holding a dozen red roses when he came back. Patrick’s whole face was the exact same color.
Second period, a man holding chocolates sang a song dedicated to Patrick Stump. If he’s not mistaken it was Avril Lavigne’s Girlfriend with the lyrics changed to boyfriend.
Third period, his cell phone was going off constantly to the ring tone of Jimmy Fallon’s Idiot Boyfriend. He’s dumbfounded because until this moment, that didn’t exist on his cell. The messages were from an unknown number but they sounded kind of familiar. Having a slight clue of who it was didn’t keep him from blushing either
"Why am I hearing about you getting a trillion things today?" Joe asks as fourth period let out.
"Long story, I don’t want to go into." Joe chuckles. "Please tell me those roses were from you."
"24 of them were."
At lunch, everyone was staring at him and whispering too. Patrick desperately wonders what they’re saying; he doesn’t like being the center of attention to a bunch of strangers. He pulls his hat further on his head and hurries to the table where Pete and Andy were sitting at. A black box with red ribbon sat before him.
"Another one," Patrick sighs and opens the box, inside is a digital picture frame. He gasps because he knows how expensive this is. He pointed it out to Pete while they were in Wal-mart one day. Patrick turns it on to find a picture of himself. He scans through to find just about every single picture Pete took of him. The last frame isn’t a photo; it’s a drawing resembling Pete and him on Pete’s hammock staring contently into each other’s eyes. Patrick aww’s out loud.
"I’m sorry Joe."
"Yeah, kinda saw it coming. You were like, pissed off every time I saw you or said hi… This doesn’t mean I like you Wentz, you did just steal my boyfriend and all."