A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me
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TWO YEARS LATER

"So say what are you waiting for? Kiss her, kiss her," I sing. This is the first time we've preformed this one live, and I always get nervous the first time. The crowd seems to love it, though, so that's always good. They're all swaying along to the music.

"Thank you for coming out, San Fran! We're glad to be able to preform for all of you every night! Thank you all for supporting us!" Joe says, making the crowd go crazy.

"Now, before we leave, Mr. Peter Wentz has a few things to say," Andy comes down from behind his drums and stands beside Joe, gesturing for Pete say what he needs to.

"Okay, wow. I didn't know I could be this nervous," Pete laughs. What's happening? "I'm in love with Patrick Martin Stump," The crowd screams, as if they didn't already know all about us. I mean, we've been dating for almost three years.

"And?" I ask. Am I the only one that doesn't know what's going on?

"I remember the first time we met. He had blonde hair, and we were both only eighteen. Now, we're both going on twenty-two. Anyways, meeting him was the best part of my life easily. He's my rock, and without him, I surely wouldn't be here," The crowd 'aww's at Pete. "Patrick Stump, will you marry me?" My breath hitches in my throat as Pete bends down and opens a black velvet box, revealing a beautiful silver ring.

"Oh my gosh, Pete. Yes, yes, of course!" He slips the ring on my finger before getting up and kissing me. "I love you so much,"

"I love you more, sweetheart," He mumbles into my neck. We've come a long way from the first time I met him.

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"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh," I repeat. It's my wedding day, and I'm so fucking nervous.

"Hey, hey, calm down," Pete says, trying to soothe me.

"How can I be calm? It's bad luck to see your partner before the wedding, Pete. Now the whole thing is going to be ruined!" I say. I'm on the verge of tears.

"Come here," He pulls me in for a hug, and I try not to cry. "It's all going to turn out fine. I love you, and you love me. So we're going to go out there, get married, and then go to Hawaii for two weeks where you can fuck me senseless every night, okay?" I laugh and pull away from him.

"Yeah, speaking of that," I say, "why am I walking down the aisle? You're the girl," He slaps my head gently.

"Shut up. I'd not like the whole Fall Out Boy fandom to know that you fuck me, alright?" Pete says sternly.

"Please, they all know," Andy says, coming into the room with Joe in tow.

"Pete, you have to go right now. The wedding starts soon," Joe tells Pete, pointing at the door. "And no autographs until afterwards!" Joe races towards him, probably to take his spot beside Pete. We also chose to switch them, and Andy's walking me down the aisle.

There's nothing wrong with my father besides the fact that he's a fucking douchebag. When I told him I was getting married to Pete, he said that I wasn't unless I used my own money and got the fuck out of his house. I didn't have a problem with either. I'm a fucking rockstar. Is he really that stupid?

"You ready, Stump?" Andy asks me. I smile. I think I am.

"Ready as I'll ever be," He wraps his arm around mine and walks me down the aisle. Pete look gorgeous. He convinced me not to wear my fedora, so I feel insecure about my hair. I even dyed it light blonde again.

Andy kisses my cheek before standing beside me. I sang my vows to Pete, who just laughed the whole time. It is finally time for what I've been waiting for.

"Do you, Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the Third, take Patrick Martin Stumph to be your lawfully wedded husband?" We used the same priest Andy and Joe had, and he was quite excited to do it.

"I do," Pete says, looking into my eyes.

"Do you, Patrick Martin Stumph, take Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the Third to be your lawfully wedded husband?" I smile.

"I do," I see Joe's eyes tear up as he mouths,

'I'm so proud of you,' I blush.

"You may kiss the groom," Pete kisses me. "I'm honoured to be the first to present to you Mr. and Mr. Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the Third," Pete picks me up and carries me down the aisle as I smile.

I'm fucking married. It's the best feeling I've ever experienced. I'm married to the man that I'm in love with.

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I'M NOT OKAY

IT'S OVER, AND I'M BAWLING MY EYES OUT.

ALAS, THE STORY HAD TO COME TO AN END, AND I LIKE THIS ONE.

SO CHAPTER ONE OF IRRESISTIBLE WILL BE UP SOON, AS I'VE BEEN WORKING ON IT FOR A WHILE.

THANK YOU FOR ALL OF THE SUPPORT.

AS ALWAYS, STAY RAD AS HELL.

LOVE,

@thankspatrick

fin.