Type: Smut
Rating: 7
Who: Patrick
Era: Take This To Your Grave /Soul Punk/Save Rock and Roll
For: @foreverfalloutboy
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*(Y/N) POV*

Patrick and I had met in high school through our friends Pete, Andy, and Joe, who were in a band called 'Fall Out Boy'. That was when Patrick was 17. The band made their first album called 'Take This To Your Grave'. I loved their music.

I had a crush on Patrick all through out the rest of high school, then collage, then when he hit big fame when they released 'From Under The Cork Tree'.

Through those years Patrick and I had stayed in some contact. Usually we'd meet up and hang out with the rest of the guys at an amusement park or something.

Then Fall Out Boy went on hiatus. My heart broke into a trillion pieces.

Patrick had started his solo career now. He called me up one day.

"Hey (Y/N)." He said. I could hear him smiling through the receiver.

"H-hi Patrick." I managed to stutter out.

"Would you like to go on a date with me tonight?" He asked.

"Um..." I said looking at my calendar. I nodded, realizing he could not see me *facepalms*. "Sure!" I replied.

"Ok, I'll pick you up at 6:30. Ok? I just need your address."

"Yeah, ok. It's 4027 Martin Drive." I told him.

"Alright, see you then." He smiled.

"Ok." I said awkwardly, then hung up.

My heart screamed inside. I'm going on a date with Patrick Stump!

*Patrick's POV*

'Everything is going according to plan.' I said to myself smiling.

I've liked (Y/N) since Pete, Joe, and Andy introduced me to her in high school. Everything was perfect about her, her brown curly luscious hair, her emerald green eyes, and her smile. God, I could get off on her adorable smile.

It was 5:30 right now so all I had to do is get ready.

I hopped in the shower and washed my newly platinum blonde hair. And as always I started singing to myself.

• It's gonna get better, it's gonna work out
Give it a minute, it's gonna turn around
Cause it's gonna get better, better
It's gonna get better, better

So just coast with me
So just coast, coast
So just coast, coast with me
So just coast, coast
So just coast, coast

Maybe I'm too old to be so hopeful.
Maybe I'm too young to be so bitter.
But I swallowed adolescence by the chokeful.
And came away looking like a quitter.

I'm singing,
I keep making mistakes
But it takes some time to get anything right.
Right?
You know that I keep making mistakes
But it takes some time to get anything right.

Cause it's gonna get better, it's gonna work out. •

I turned off the hot water and continued humming the rest of 'Coast', then hummed, 'Greed', and 'This City'.

I dried and styled my hair then threw on a nice blue suit with matching leather fingerless gloves.

6:15. I should probably get going.

*(Y/N) POV*

I got in the shower and washed my hair then got out, put my hair in a nice bun, slapped on some simple makeup, then threw on a long dark blue dress with a jean cardigan.

*Ding dong* My door bell rang. I opened the door to see Patrick leaning against the doorframe smirking. "Madame?" He said, linking arms, and then leading me to his car.

//

"Thank you for the fabulous date Patrick." I said. He smiled and kissed my hand. "Good night Mon Cherì." He said sweetly.

A few weeks later I called Patrick. "I'm sorry Patrick, I don't think this will work out right now, you're going on your Soul Punk tour in a week, and I won't be able to see you for a while." His heart was crushed. But he understood where I was coming from.

After awhile I found a new boyfriend, his name was Donnie, and man was he a catch. (Yes. I just did that.)

He was kind of a jerk sometimes though, but he always took me to the concerts that I wanted to go to, so that's cool.

"Babe. We're going to a Fall Out Boy concert in a few weeks so get ready." He told me. "Alright." I replied smiling. "Oh and they're VIP tickets." He smirked.

//

Tonight was the concert. I was decked out in my Fall Out Boy apparel, bracelets, hat, shirt, and whatever else I could put on my body to represent them.

We drove to Springfield, IL, which was only an hour away from where we lived.

Once we got there we got front row seats right in front of the stage.

Fans screamed as Andy ran out to the drums, followed by Pete, Joe, and, Patrick.

"Are you guys ready to rock?!" Screamed Pete. Everyone screamed even louder at that. "This is, MY SONGS KNOW WHAT YOU DID IN THE DARK!" He yelled.
• Woah!
Woah!

B-B-Be careful making wishes in the, (DUN DUN!) dark dark!

Can't be sure when they've hit their, (DUN DUN!) mark! And besides in the mean mean time I'm just dreaming of tearing you apart.

I'm in the deep details with the, (DUN DUN!) devil. So the world can never get me on my, (DUN DUN!) level! I just gotta get you out the cage, on my own, lovers rage, gonna need a spark to ignite!

MY SONGS KNOW WHAT YOU DID IN THE DARK! •

//

Patrick announced the last song. "This is a song that I wrote about a girl in high school." He smiled, and looked strait at me. Shit.

• Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. Maybe he won't find out what I know, you were the last good thing about this part of town!

When I wake up, I'm willing to take my chances, oh! Hope you forget that you hate him more than you notice, I wrote this for you (for you, so).

You need him? I could be him. I could be an accident but I'm still trying! Yeah! That's more than I could say for him.

Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. Maybe he won't find out what I know, you were the last good thing about this part of town.

Something I'd appreciate in value, get off my ass and call you.•

After the concert we went backstage and met up with the guys.

"Holy smokes! (Y/N)?" Patrick said, grinning. "Who's this?" He asked. "Oh, this is my boyfriend Donnie." I told him. Patrick gave him a hard glare. I could tell that Patrick didn't like him.

The guys gave me a hug before I left. Patrick gave me a tight hug. When he did he whispered something in my ear. "You must be crazy if you think I'm letting anyone else have you!"

I thought about those words all the way home. I realized that I really do love Patrick.

That night Donnie was being a complete dick because his friends were over, drinking and playing cards.

"You know what Donnie? We're over!" I yelled.

Just as I ran up to our room to pack up my shit, I noticed I butt called Patrick.

"Hey (Y/N). Do you wanna come over? I heard what happened." He said. "Yeah I guess. I'll be over in ten." I told him.

I walked out to my car and threw my bags in, and went over to Patrick's.

//

I knocked on his apartment door. "Hey, come in." He said smiling.

I took my shoes off and plopped down on his leather couch.

"I'm sorry about the whole, break up thing." He said, trying to comfort me. "It's ok he was a dick anyway."

I could see Patrick looking at me from the corner of my eye. Damn he looked hotter now. He always was but shit.

I looked at him and smiled. Patrick leaned in to kiss me. "I love you (Y/N)." He said against my lips. "Love you too Patrick."

He scooped me up onto his lap and kissed me harder, and with more tongue.

I felt his growing erection on my thigh. He felt around for the hem of my shirt as I unbuttoned the front of his shirt, thus the kiss was never broken.

Patrick pulled away for air and started to unbutton my jeans. His glowing white skin was showing now. "Damn (Y/N)." He breathed.

Before we knew it we were both naked, and on his bed.

He gave me a look that asked if I wanted to go this far. I nodded, telling him to proceed.

His lips brushed against my neck and he touched my clit, rubbing it in small circles. "God 'Trick." I moaned.

He rubbed it faster, then entered a finger into my hole. "Mmmmmm." I moaned louder. He pushed another finger in teasing me more.

Patrick lowered himself between my legs, licking my clit ever so softly, making me arch my back. As he entered a third finger in, I gripped his soft hair making him eat me out with more force.

"P-Patrick, I'm c-coming!" I screamed as I came all over his fingers. He pulled them out and licked them clean.

I grabbed a condom out of his bedside drawer. He took it and threw it across the room. "I want to feel you around my hard cock." He purred.

He dipped the tip into my wet hole, making me moan loudly.

He entered in slowly. "Oh god (Y/N), fuck you're so tight." He moaned. "God your pussy feels so good."

As he started to thrust faster he gripped onto my breasts. "F-fuck Patrick, I-I'm gonna-" "Hold it!" He told me.

Patrick spread my legs farther apart and slammed into me deeper and faster. "Babe I can't hold it!" I screamed. "On three!" He groaned.

"One... Two... Three!" We both released with a loud moan.

He fell beside me and pulled the sheets over us.

"Where is your boy tonight?" He asked smiling. "Drunk with his friends." I replied smirking. "No. He's in bed right next to you." He smirked, kissing my forehead. "I love you Patrick." I told him. "I love you more (Y/N)."

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{A/N: @foreverfalloutboy told me to choose a name for her boyfriend and look what happened here. Lol. Thanks for requesting though.

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ILY
~IrresistiblePatrick