Band Imagines! [finished]

Release Party (Pete x Reader)

A/n It's a song imagine because I like this song and I heard this version of it and I was like 'you could make an imagine out of this' so here I am!

Also rip pete's wife bc it's fiction and I can do what I want. That sounded mean, i support their relationship but it can't happen right now

The songs at the top if you wanna listen, idk I don't think you'll need to until a certain part and the time stamp is

2:45

Enjoy children
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-Your POV-

Have you got color in your cheeks?

I push my way through the drunken crowd in my friends boyfriends party, he was part of a band called Fall Out Boy, and they had just released a new album. My face was already flushed red from the hot atmosphere. The only reason that I'm at this damn party is because of one particular human.

Do you ever get that feelin' that you can't shift the tide
That sticks around like summat's in your teeth

I spot him talking to Brendon at the booze table, I slowly walk over and pour myself a half full cup, a habit that my social anxiety had drilled in my brain as a way to not have to talk to people if the conversation went south.

"Hey Y/n," Pete smiles, Brendon bids his goodbye and walks to talk to someone else

Ah, there's some aces up your sleeve
Have you no idea that you're in deep

I lean against the table, listening to him talk, while mindlessly biting my lip, another nervous habit. Though, this time it seemed, strangely intentional and sensual.

"I'm glad you made it

'I dreamt about you nearly every night this week'

I want to scream, at his fucking face. That fucking face.

"How many secrets can you keep?" Pete asks.

"Many," I smirk, feeling the alcohol slowly dripping though my veins like IV fluid.

"'Cause there's this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow, when I play it on repeat, until I fall asleep," he lazily smiles, I blush lightly and move so I'm standing next to him.

Spilling drinks on my settee

We end up on Joes sofa, the couch slightly damp and smelling of alcohol

(Do I wanna know?)
If this feeling flows both ways

Yes. Yes I want to know if he feels the same.

(Sad to see you go)

Pete goes to grab a few more drinks, and spends a good bit talking

Was sorta hoping that you'd stay

We don't need the alcohol dripping though our system,  but I accept it anyway

"Baby we both know, that the nights were mainly made for saying, things that you can't say tomorrow day," I smile, leaning on Pete's shoulder. One of his arms was wrapped around my shoulder, his hand playing with my hair.

Crawlin' back to you

I know that I'll never get enough of this man

"Ever thought of calling when you've had a few?" Pete let's out a shaky breath "Cause I always do."

"Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for somebody new," I mumble looking him in the eyes,

Now I've thought it through

Just fucking kiss me already

Crawling back to you

"You're a fucking drug," I whisper looking at Pete with wide eyes, he smirks and we sit up facing each other.

So have you got the guts?

I think as I look into his beautiful brown eyes

"Been wondering if your heart's still open and, if so I wanna know what time it shuts"

"Simmer down and pucker up" Pete jokes, though my heart rate quickens leaving me in a haze

"I'm sorry to interrupt it's just I'm constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you, and I don't know if you feel the same as I do," I rush out, I look down at my lap and feel his warm hand on my cheek, making me look up at him, whose face is inches away from mine.

"But we could be together, if you wanted to" he speaks lowly, then presses his lips to mine.

-play the song if you want-

(Do I wanna know?)
If this feeling flows both ways

His hands are on my waist as we maneuver our way through the crowded room, he pushes open the bathroom door and locks it behind us.

"God you don't know how long I've wanted to do this," Pete says in between kisses.

(Sad to see you go)
Was sorta hoping that you'd stay

I open my eyes and smile, looking up at him.

"Me too."

(Baby we both know)
That the nights were mainly made for saying
Things that you can't say tomorrow day

The music is muffled in my ears as it's hands traveling slowly and desperately across backs and flesh. The lost time made up in a moment of pure bliss.

Crawling back to you
Ever thought of calling when you've
had a few? (calling when you've had a few)

This could all be because of the alcohol, we could never remember this. It was an unspoken agreement between us that we would live now.

'Cause I always do ('cause I always do)

He pulled me closer like we were trying to mold together, he pins me against the wall in an act of dominance.

Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for somebody new

We stare into each others eyes, trying to catch our breath, the room heavy.

Now I've thought it through

I press my lips back on his desperately, knowing that this couldn't get worse until tomorrow

And this was now.

Crawling back to you, (do I wanna know?)
If this feeling flows both ways
(Sad to see you go)
Was sorta hoping that you'd stay
(Baby we both know)
That the nights were mainly made for saying
Things that you can't say tomorrow day
(Do I wanna know?)
Too busy being yours to fall
(Sad to see you go)
Ever thought of calling darling?
(Do I wanna know)
Do you want me crawling back to you?