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Scary but true
Yay! ANOTHER CHAPTER! Something BIG happens in the story, find out in this chapter!
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Chapter 11-
~Patrick~
Pete was snuggled up next to me when I woke up this morning. I kissed him awake and his eyes fluttered open. “Good morning, Pete”
He smiled. “Good morning.”
“Come on, lets go make breakfast.”
We got up and I got out the stuff to make pancakes. “What kind, blueberry or strawberry pancakes?”
“Blueberry, of course.”
I got out the fresh blueberries and then started to mix the batter. “Hey, Pete, could you go wake up Madison for me?”
Pete got up from his chair. “Sure.”
I held the mixing bowl in my hand as I tried to get the lumps out.
A minute later, Pete came back with a terrified look on his face.
“Pete what's wrong?”
“Madison, she's not breathing.”
I dropped the bowl, spilling pancake batter everywhere.
I ran into her bedroom and scooped her up. Her heart was still beating, but just barely.
I grabbed the keys and Pete followed me outside to the car. I drove like a maniac, trying to get to the hospital. I almost got into a wreck with a truck, but narrowly missed it.
When we got into the hospital, I ran up to the front desk and said, “My daughter, she's not breathing, please help, please!”
The lady at the desk called someone for help and doctors came in to take Madison away.
“No, I want to be with her!”
The nurse calmly told me, “Sir, I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to be patient and wait in the waiting room.”
I cried out Madison's name as they took her away. I dropped down to my knees and cried. Pete got down on the ground with me and held me tight. “It's okay, Patrick, everything is going to be fine, okay? The doctors are taking care of her now,” He whispered in my ear softly.
“Pete, they took her away from me. They wouldn't let me go with her. Now I have to wait for those fucking doctors to tell me how she is.” I sobbed some more, feeling like someone ripped out my heart and stepped on it.
Tears fell down Pete's face too as we held each other.
We went into the waiting room and did what we were supposed to do. Wait. And it was torture. All I could think about was about Madison and what would happen if she.....if she didn't make it. I don't think I could go on without her.
Because without her, I'm nothing. There is no reason to live. Not even for Pete.
About an hour later (or what seemed like year later to me), the doctor came out.
“Are you Patrick Stump?”
“Yes, I am.”
“First off, I just wanted to say that my daughter who is 13 loves your band and has the biggest crush on you. It's quite funny.”
“Well, that's very nice, but I want to know if Madison is okay.”
The doctor cleared his throat. “Yes, sorry. Anyway, Madison is fine now. She was just having a little bit of heart failure. When you take her home, just make sure she gets lots of rest and lots of fluids, okay?”
A wave of relief and happiness hit me. “Yes sir, thank you very much. And here,” I took off my hat and got out a sharpie. I signed it and gave it to the doctor. “Give this to your daughter for me.”
The doctor smiled. “Thank you so much, she will definitely appreciate it.”
“Can I see Madison?”
“Yes, of course. In fact, you can take her home now.”
I jumped up and the doctor took me to where she was at. I picked her up and she woke up. She smiled at me and said, “Dada.”
My eyes just about popped out of my head. “You said Dada, Pete, she said Dada!”
Pete came up next to me. “Wow, she must learn quick. I've only been teaching her that for a week.”
I looked up at him. “You taught her to say that?”
He smiled. “Yep.”
When the doctor wasn't looking, I snuck a kiss on Pete's lips.
“Thank you.”
“You're welcome. Now, let's take this baby home.”
We drove home and I layed with Madison, while Pete was next to me. “Madison, don't you do something scary like that, okay? You had daddy worried.”
Pete added, “Yeah, and you had dad worried too.”
We both kissed her forehead, then we kissed each other.
I tucked Madison in for a nap, and then me and Pete went into the living room. We turned on the TV.
“So, do you want to do something today?”
I shook my head. “No, I've had enough excitement for the day. Plus we can't take Madison out, anyway.”
“True. We can just spend some quality time together.”
I snuggled up with him. “Yeah, that would be nice.”
I kissed his lips and he kissed me back, grabbing the back of my head. Our kiss got heavier as we felt every inch of each other. We made our way to the bedroom and I shut the door. I pushed Pete on the bed and started taking off his shirt. He took off mine too and I went towards his pants.
When I revealed his erection, he sighed when I put my mouth over it.
After he orgasmed, he took off my pants and put his mouth over my member. I held on to his head and a little bit later, I came.
When we were completely finished, we pulled back on our clothes and went down stairs. I looked at Pete. “Are you still hungry? I can make those pancakes.”
He grinned. “Sure, but this time, I want strawberry.”
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Phew! I'm glad Madison's okay! And I swear, this couple is on FIRE! Read more of this story, especially if you love Peterick!
alex -nods- :Thanks for reading! I'm so glad that people are enjoying the story so much :D
vangustin :Omg, how do you know that I wasn't trying to keep that a secret! Just so you know, everyone, I am NOT the Natasha that had the baby, I am Natasha, the obessessed fan. The one that kissed Patrick XD. Spencer, you are an idiot. Thanks for blowing my cover. XD
littlepunkrocker13 : Sorry if I got your name wrong, but I forgot to write it down. I'm glad that you love the story! And I'm happy to know that I have another fan! Keep reading!
~Patrick~
Pete was snuggled up next to me when I woke up this morning. I kissed him awake and his eyes fluttered open. “Good morning, Pete”
He smiled. “Good morning.”
“Come on, lets go make breakfast.”
We got up and I got out the stuff to make pancakes. “What kind, blueberry or strawberry pancakes?”
“Blueberry, of course.”
I got out the fresh blueberries and then started to mix the batter. “Hey, Pete, could you go wake up Madison for me?”
Pete got up from his chair. “Sure.”
I held the mixing bowl in my hand as I tried to get the lumps out.
A minute later, Pete came back with a terrified look on his face.
“Pete what's wrong?”
“Madison, she's not breathing.”
I dropped the bowl, spilling pancake batter everywhere.
I ran into her bedroom and scooped her up. Her heart was still beating, but just barely.
I grabbed the keys and Pete followed me outside to the car. I drove like a maniac, trying to get to the hospital. I almost got into a wreck with a truck, but narrowly missed it.
When we got into the hospital, I ran up to the front desk and said, “My daughter, she's not breathing, please help, please!”
The lady at the desk called someone for help and doctors came in to take Madison away.
“No, I want to be with her!”
The nurse calmly told me, “Sir, I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to be patient and wait in the waiting room.”
I cried out Madison's name as they took her away. I dropped down to my knees and cried. Pete got down on the ground with me and held me tight. “It's okay, Patrick, everything is going to be fine, okay? The doctors are taking care of her now,” He whispered in my ear softly.
“Pete, they took her away from me. They wouldn't let me go with her. Now I have to wait for those fucking doctors to tell me how she is.” I sobbed some more, feeling like someone ripped out my heart and stepped on it.
Tears fell down Pete's face too as we held each other.
We went into the waiting room and did what we were supposed to do. Wait. And it was torture. All I could think about was about Madison and what would happen if she.....if she didn't make it. I don't think I could go on without her.
Because without her, I'm nothing. There is no reason to live. Not even for Pete.
About an hour later (or what seemed like year later to me), the doctor came out.
“Are you Patrick Stump?”
“Yes, I am.”
“First off, I just wanted to say that my daughter who is 13 loves your band and has the biggest crush on you. It's quite funny.”
“Well, that's very nice, but I want to know if Madison is okay.”
The doctor cleared his throat. “Yes, sorry. Anyway, Madison is fine now. She was just having a little bit of heart failure. When you take her home, just make sure she gets lots of rest and lots of fluids, okay?”
A wave of relief and happiness hit me. “Yes sir, thank you very much. And here,” I took off my hat and got out a sharpie. I signed it and gave it to the doctor. “Give this to your daughter for me.”
The doctor smiled. “Thank you so much, she will definitely appreciate it.”
“Can I see Madison?”
“Yes, of course. In fact, you can take her home now.”
I jumped up and the doctor took me to where she was at. I picked her up and she woke up. She smiled at me and said, “Dada.”
My eyes just about popped out of my head. “You said Dada, Pete, she said Dada!”
Pete came up next to me. “Wow, she must learn quick. I've only been teaching her that for a week.”
I looked up at him. “You taught her to say that?”
He smiled. “Yep.”
When the doctor wasn't looking, I snuck a kiss on Pete's lips.
“Thank you.”
“You're welcome. Now, let's take this baby home.”
We drove home and I layed with Madison, while Pete was next to me. “Madison, don't you do something scary like that, okay? You had daddy worried.”
Pete added, “Yeah, and you had dad worried too.”
We both kissed her forehead, then we kissed each other.
I tucked Madison in for a nap, and then me and Pete went into the living room. We turned on the TV.
“So, do you want to do something today?”
I shook my head. “No, I've had enough excitement for the day. Plus we can't take Madison out, anyway.”
“True. We can just spend some quality time together.”
I snuggled up with him. “Yeah, that would be nice.”
I kissed his lips and he kissed me back, grabbing the back of my head. Our kiss got heavier as we felt every inch of each other. We made our way to the bedroom and I shut the door. I pushed Pete on the bed and started taking off his shirt. He took off mine too and I went towards his pants.
When I revealed his erection, he sighed when I put my mouth over it.
After he orgasmed, he took off my pants and put his mouth over my member. I held on to his head and a little bit later, I came.
When we were completely finished, we pulled back on our clothes and went down stairs. I looked at Pete. “Are you still hungry? I can make those pancakes.”
He grinned. “Sure, but this time, I want strawberry.”
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Phew! I'm glad Madison's okay! And I swear, this couple is on FIRE! Read more of this story, especially if you love Peterick!
alex -nods- :Thanks for reading! I'm so glad that people are enjoying the story so much :D
vangustin :Omg, how do you know that I wasn't trying to keep that a secret! Just so you know, everyone, I am NOT the Natasha that had the baby, I am Natasha, the obessessed fan. The one that kissed Patrick XD. Spencer, you are an idiot. Thanks for blowing my cover. XD
littlepunkrocker13 : Sorry if I got your name wrong, but I forgot to write it down. I'm glad that you love the story! And I'm happy to know that I have another fan! Keep reading!
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