No One Will Ever Feel Like This Again (Peterick)

Prologue: How it Begins

This is my first Peterick and stuff, I have regular Patrick Stump fan fictions though:)

Thanks, @patrickislife for the idea XD

Alright, let's do this

Prologue

Pete's point of view

I stack the last of the records on the shelf, sighing as I finish. I cross my arms across my chest and look over it once more, making sure it was like how my boss wanted it. I really liked this job, and I can't afford to lose it.

I turn on my heel and make my way to the front, ready to open the store. It was only like 10 in the morning so it won't get too busy until later.

I lay around, helping some customers throughout the day, and just listen to music. Time went by pretty fast, it was already 5 pm and I only had about an hour left.

Suddenly the door chimes open and I look up from my watch to see him. I couldn't help my heart pound just a tad bit faster than normal.

Why? Stop it, Pete.

"Hey, how are you?" I ask him, like an employee should do.

"I'm good, thank you," he says nicely before turning to walk down the isle of records.

I couldn't help but just... watch him. This guy comes in all the time and the more he comes, the more I just can't get him out of my head. I mean he's so polite, so good looking, so... I don't even know. But I don't even know his name.

He walks over to the counter, placing a record by Elton John in front of me.

"W-will that be all?" I ask. My heart pounding a little.

"Yep," he smiles. I smile back and scan the bar code before telling him the price. He pulls out his wallet and pays, accidentally brushing his fingers against mine as he hands his money to me. I felt a tingle shoot up my hand but I shake it off before I make anything weird.

I hand him his change and he thanks me before taking the record and turning to walk away.

Pete, ask his name! It's now or never!

"Hey, wait," I say quickly. He turns and raises an eyebrow.

"I just want to know your name, you know you come here a lot and I'm just curious..."

He chuckles and says, "Patrick. Patrick Stump."

I smile, "I'm Pete Wentz."

"Well it's nice to meet you officially, Pete. I'll see you soon," he waves and walks out the door.

I smile to myself, just staring at where he once was. Was it possible I'm developing a crush on a guy I just learned a name to?

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A few days later

Patrick walks in the store, making my head shoot up.

"Hey, Patrick," I smile, "How's it going?"

"Good! Thanks, Pete," he smiles, walking over to his regular area.

Once he gets what he wants, he places it in front of me. I scan the items and I couldn't help but wonder his love for music, so I say,

"You're really into music, huh?"

He chuckles, "Yeah, I've loved it since I was a kid. I make some of my own music, too, but I get most inspiration from here."

"Wow you make your own? What kind of instrument do you play?"

"Uh- the question is, what don't I play," He laughs. "I'm joking, I play a lot, but that doesn't mean I'm good."

"Hey, I'm sure you're great! I can play some Bass myself, that's something I've done for quite a while."

"Really? Hey, do you want to come over after your shift? Maybe check out some music and stuff?"

Did he really just ask me to come over and play music with him? Oh my god. I almost had a heart attack right then and there.

"Yeah, sure," I say calmer than I really was.

"Cool," He says grabbing his purchased items. "What time does your shift end? I could come back and get you."

"Uh, at 6."

"Alright, I'll be back then," he smiles and waves while leaving.

I can't believe that happened, I was going to Patrick's house. And he asked me.

I couldn't wait until 6.

Alrighty then, that's the prologue!

I was thinking about doing this to start off on how they met and became friends and stuff. The next chapter will be a few years in the future:)

I hope you enjoy!