Categories > Celebrities > Fall Out Boy > No One Else Comes Close To You and Your Spanish Eyes (Patrick Stump Song-Fic)
So he took me to the club that was so boldly named The Club, and immediately took me up to the VIP section. I got a good look at all the people there and noticed something: Patrick was from Fall Out Boy and all of his friends consisted of Panic!, TAI, CIWWAF, +44, CS, Paramore, Paul Wall, GCH, and many others. I looked around and smiled shyly. Then he did the introduction I dreaded.
"Guys, GUYS listen. This here is Britney. She's new to LA and I thought I'd bring her here. Her friend left without her and we sort of ran into each other, literally." He said that while pointing to me. Then he switched and pointed to all of the guys and very few girls. "Britney, these are all of my friends." Once again I smiled shyly and waved 'hi' to everyone there. Then I turned to Patrick and grabbed his shirt to pull him away from the group of people. Behind me I heard whoops and hollers along with whistles but what they didn't know was that I was embarrassed and confused.
"Patrick, when you said a lot of friends I thought you meant around 10 to 15, I didn't know you mean most of the bands Pete has on his label."
"I probably should have said something huh?" He looked a little guilty and I just had to forgive him. "I wanted to show you that you could have a really good time here in LA and not have to go back to wherever you came from." He looked so sad, now I really had to forgive him.
"It's ok Patrick, just next time warn me. I get a little shy in large groups of people. And I'm so not going back to Sacramento. It's a bad life there for me." I don't know why I was telling him this but it didn't matter.
"So do you want to dance, Britney?" I was a little taken aback but once again I couldn't refuse. He led me out to the center of the dance floor and we started dancing to whatever song they were playing at the moment.
"I warn you Patrick, I can dance like a whore at times."
"If it's any more whorish than Pete's whorish dancing I think I can handle it." That made me laugh and we both started grinding against each other. The weird thing was I didn't start it he did. In interviews he seems like the shy guy but he is really quite bold.
Once the song ended he said he'd be right back so I waited there for him in the center of the dance floor. For a moment I thought he was going to treat me the way Spencer did and just leave me there. I saw him coming back towards me smiling and I knew that wasn't going to happen. By the time he got back over to me a new song had started and we were once again grinding to the beat.
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Hey, Mr. DJ (Keep Playin' That Song):
Ah, Backstreet
One time here we go (yes, yes one time, yes, yes)
I could tell when I stepped in the room
And I saw you standing there
Caught in a vibe by the way that you moved
I couldn't help the way I stared
There was some mysterious force
Leading me here to you
Lead me to you (lead me to you)
So I stood there watching
And I was hypnotized
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
And I was lost inside your world with you
Oohh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out on the floor in my arms she's gotta be
Let's get it on (let's get it on)
Jam all night long
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Play it play it for me
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Now it feels like it could be romance
As we dance across the floor
Every move that your body makes
Only makes me want you more
And it seems like time's moving fast
How can we make it last?
Make it last now (make it last some how)
As we keep on dancing
I am hypnotized
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
I was lost inside your world with you (with you)
Oohh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out on the floor in my arms she's gotta be
Let's get it on (let's get it on)
Jam all night long
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Play it play it for me
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Close your eyes (close your eyes)
And imagine us alone (Just imagine)
Let the music put you in a zone (let the music put you in a zone, a zone yeah)
I get lost (I get lost)
Lost inside a groove with you (Lost inside a groove)
When you do the dance you do
Come on and work your body, work your body
Hey, Mr. DJ
Jam all night long
Hey, Mr. DJ
Play that song for me
Hey, Mr. DJ
Jam all night long
Hey, Mr. DJ
Play that song for me
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out on the floor in my arms she's gotta be
Let's get it on (let's get it on)
Jam all night long
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Play it play it for me
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Keep it comin' Mr. DJ
Ohh
Keep it comin' Mr. DJ
Ohh
Keep it comin' Mr. DJ
Ohh
Keep it comin' Mr. DJ
Ohh
"Guys, GUYS listen. This here is Britney. She's new to LA and I thought I'd bring her here. Her friend left without her and we sort of ran into each other, literally." He said that while pointing to me. Then he switched and pointed to all of the guys and very few girls. "Britney, these are all of my friends." Once again I smiled shyly and waved 'hi' to everyone there. Then I turned to Patrick and grabbed his shirt to pull him away from the group of people. Behind me I heard whoops and hollers along with whistles but what they didn't know was that I was embarrassed and confused.
"Patrick, when you said a lot of friends I thought you meant around 10 to 15, I didn't know you mean most of the bands Pete has on his label."
"I probably should have said something huh?" He looked a little guilty and I just had to forgive him. "I wanted to show you that you could have a really good time here in LA and not have to go back to wherever you came from." He looked so sad, now I really had to forgive him.
"It's ok Patrick, just next time warn me. I get a little shy in large groups of people. And I'm so not going back to Sacramento. It's a bad life there for me." I don't know why I was telling him this but it didn't matter.
"So do you want to dance, Britney?" I was a little taken aback but once again I couldn't refuse. He led me out to the center of the dance floor and we started dancing to whatever song they were playing at the moment.
"I warn you Patrick, I can dance like a whore at times."
"If it's any more whorish than Pete's whorish dancing I think I can handle it." That made me laugh and we both started grinding against each other. The weird thing was I didn't start it he did. In interviews he seems like the shy guy but he is really quite bold.
Once the song ended he said he'd be right back so I waited there for him in the center of the dance floor. For a moment I thought he was going to treat me the way Spencer did and just leave me there. I saw him coming back towards me smiling and I knew that wasn't going to happen. By the time he got back over to me a new song had started and we were once again grinding to the beat.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hey, Mr. DJ (Keep Playin' That Song):
Ah, Backstreet
One time here we go (yes, yes one time, yes, yes)
I could tell when I stepped in the room
And I saw you standing there
Caught in a vibe by the way that you moved
I couldn't help the way I stared
There was some mysterious force
Leading me here to you
Lead me to you (lead me to you)
So I stood there watching
And I was hypnotized
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
And I was lost inside your world with you
Oohh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out on the floor in my arms she's gotta be
Let's get it on (let's get it on)
Jam all night long
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Play it play it for me
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Now it feels like it could be romance
As we dance across the floor
Every move that your body makes
Only makes me want you more
And it seems like time's moving fast
How can we make it last?
Make it last now (make it last some how)
As we keep on dancing
I am hypnotized
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
I was lost inside your world with you (with you)
Oohh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out on the floor in my arms she's gotta be
Let's get it on (let's get it on)
Jam all night long
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Play it play it for me
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Close your eyes (close your eyes)
And imagine us alone (Just imagine)
Let the music put you in a zone (let the music put you in a zone, a zone yeah)
I get lost (I get lost)
Lost inside a groove with you (Lost inside a groove)
When you do the dance you do
Come on and work your body, work your body
Hey, Mr. DJ
Jam all night long
Hey, Mr. DJ
Play that song for me
Hey, Mr. DJ
Jam all night long
Hey, Mr. DJ
Play that song for me
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out on the floor in my arms she's gotta be
Let's get it on (let's get it on)
Jam all night long
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Play it play it for me
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Keep it comin' Mr. DJ
Ohh
Keep it comin' Mr. DJ
Ohh
Keep it comin' Mr. DJ
Ohh
Keep it comin' Mr. DJ
Ohh
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