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ERIN’S POV.
I had no idea. Chelsea decided to get me the cheesiest thing ever.
Chelsea, Kamz, Izzy, and I were all at the mall.
They made me wear a pink t-shirt with BRIDE written in black letters across the chest and a two-dollar veil from a Halloween costume store. Chelsea had on a blood red shirt with MAID OF HONOR written in white letters. Kamz and Izzy were each wearing burgundy shirts with BRIDESMAID across it in white letters. They each had a white Lilly in their hair too.
I couldn’t help but laugh at us. We all went to the picture shop to get one picture of the four of us together as is.
I don’t think we’ve had to take a picture so many times because of us laughing.
JOE’S POV.
You know how they say, when you’re around a really big star, you say the stupidest thing?
Even Fall Out Boy gets star struck.
We went in to record the new album from start to finish seeing as how we wouldn’t be aloud back in the house for the night.
We were all getting so pumped.
Patrick annoyed the hell out of us with his vocal training, Andy ran over all the drum parts over and over again, I sat on the couch tuning my guitar and Pete was off in the corner with the pen and paper still.
He was so determined.
“Hey guys? What’s another word for the back of the bed?” Pete asked, finally talking.
“Headboard?” Someone said.
We all looked up at the door.
“OH MY GOD! JAY-Z?????” Patrick squealed. He laughed at us all.
“Hello guys. Jay-Z is going to do the intro to Thriller, kay?” Our manager, Tom smiled.
“I don’t care. That’s so cool that your hair. I mean here.” Andy stuttered.
“Mhmm, you’re so…big!” I shouted.
“Definatley! You’re so hot too!” Pete giggled. We all looked at each other before squealing and breaking into giggles.
We were so weird.
CHELSEAS POV.
We were so weird.
We went all around the mall parading as if we were the first people to ever be in a wedding.
People would take pictures of us cuz we were acting so stupid.
Not like we cared much.
“So what exactly are the boys doing today?” Kamz asked since, I was the only one who acutally talk to any of the boys today.
“Well, Patrick says their going to record the new album or something. I didn’t know they were writing anything. Did they show you guys anything?” I asked.
ERIN’S POV.
They had. We had all heard Pete’s new lyrics about her, Andy’s new drums, Patrick’s awesome vocals, and Joe’s incredible guitar skills.
We thought they had shared it with Chelsea too.
They didn’t.
“Nope. Had no idea either!” I lied. I hated to but I had too.
Suddenly my cell phone started ringing.
“Hello?” I asked.
”Hey, It’s Pete.”
“Oh hey.”
”I’m gonna call again and I want you to let it go through to voicemail. I’m gonna call again after that and I’ll give you further instruction.” and then his crackly, interference voice ended with the dial tone.
I shrugged and set my phone on to vibrate.
“Who was that?” Izzy asked.
“Pete.” I said simply not to create any worry. Then I felt the phone buzz and I ignored it.
We wandered around for a bit before my cell went off again. I picked it up, slightly irritated.
“What?”
”Hey, play Chelsea the message.”
“Why should I Peter Wentz?”
”I promise you it’ll be worth it.” and he was gone again.
I sighed and went through my voicemail messages. When I found it I handed the phone to Chelsea.
“Press the play button. He wants you to hear something.”
CHELSEAS POV.
A smile erupted on my face and I lifted the phone to my ear. Pete’s voice started up and I listened intently.
Chelsea, I know you love me and I love you too.
I just wanted to see how many other people do.
I know it wasn’t right and
I’m saying sorry tonight.
And know, that we should always be together.
And I’ll love you always and forever.
Tears almost immediatley pored from my eyes but my smile still stayed on my lips.
Then Joe’s guitar started and Patrick started singing.
I loved everything about you that hurts, so let me see your moves,
let me see your moves
lips pressed close to mine
true blue
But the prince of any failing empire knows that everybody wants,
everybody wants to drive on through the night if it's a drive back home
Things aren't the same anymore
Some nights it gets so bad
You almost pick up the phone
Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns
I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you,
I'm supposed to love you
Whoa-oh-oh
I've already given up on myself twice
Third time is the charm,
Third time is the charm
Threw caution to the wind but I've got a lousy arm
And I've traced your shadows on the wall
Now I kiss them whenever I'm down,
whenever I'm down
Figured on not figuring myself out
Things aren't the same anymore
Some nights it gets so bad
I almost pick up the phone
Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you,
I'm supposed to love you
Whoa-oh-oh
Born under a bad sign
You saved my life
That night on the roof of your hotel
Cross my heart and hope to die
Splinter from the headboard in my eye
Photo-proofed kisses I remember so well
Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns
I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you,
I'm supposed to love you
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh.........
Then it ended and it moved on to the next message. I hung up the voice mail thing and looked up at Erin.
She looked back with wide eyes and I nodded.
“AHHHHH!” She screamed and she hugged me. I hugged her back and grinned widely.
ERINS POV.
Pete guessed right. Chelsea ordered strippers, Kamz brought booze, and Izzy brought handfuls of dollar bills.
We each had at least eight cans of beer and were slipping dollar bills in their man thongs.
We couldn’t stop giggling.
ANDYS POV.
The guys decided to throw me a bit of a bachelor party too.
We headed to the local strip club and decided to check out the girls.
It was awkward and I couldn’t handle it.
Pete was all over the girls however.
Then his cell went off.
It was Ashlee.
We left to hear what was happening.
“Hey!” Pete answered.
“Hey…I miss you. And I can’t stop looking at the present you gave me.” She said.
“What?” I asked.
“Oh, Shhh…no one is supposed to know about that yet.” Pete looked up at us with shifty eyes.
“You better not.” Patrick threatened.
“I don’t understand.”
“ASHLEE, PETE ALREADY HAS A GIRLFRIEND THAT HE IS TRYING TO GET BACK TOGETHER WITH!!!” I shouted into the phone.
“Oh…Another girl? That’s cool.” We could hear her sluttiness even through the phone.
I sighed and Patrick was so close to slapping Pete.
Joe just stood there in disgust.
ERINS POV.
Two hours later, we had officially trashed the place like traditional rock stars.
We were all lying on the floor playing truth or dare.
“Chelsea, truth or dare.” I slurred.
“Truth.” She answered.
“Who would you do?” I asked.
“Jim Halpert.” She giggled.
I couldn’t help but laugh.
I had no idea. Chelsea decided to get me the cheesiest thing ever.
Chelsea, Kamz, Izzy, and I were all at the mall.
They made me wear a pink t-shirt with BRIDE written in black letters across the chest and a two-dollar veil from a Halloween costume store. Chelsea had on a blood red shirt with MAID OF HONOR written in white letters. Kamz and Izzy were each wearing burgundy shirts with BRIDESMAID across it in white letters. They each had a white Lilly in their hair too.
I couldn’t help but laugh at us. We all went to the picture shop to get one picture of the four of us together as is.
I don’t think we’ve had to take a picture so many times because of us laughing.
JOE’S POV.
You know how they say, when you’re around a really big star, you say the stupidest thing?
Even Fall Out Boy gets star struck.
We went in to record the new album from start to finish seeing as how we wouldn’t be aloud back in the house for the night.
We were all getting so pumped.
Patrick annoyed the hell out of us with his vocal training, Andy ran over all the drum parts over and over again, I sat on the couch tuning my guitar and Pete was off in the corner with the pen and paper still.
He was so determined.
“Hey guys? What’s another word for the back of the bed?” Pete asked, finally talking.
“Headboard?” Someone said.
We all looked up at the door.
“OH MY GOD! JAY-Z?????” Patrick squealed. He laughed at us all.
“Hello guys. Jay-Z is going to do the intro to Thriller, kay?” Our manager, Tom smiled.
“I don’t care. That’s so cool that your hair. I mean here.” Andy stuttered.
“Mhmm, you’re so…big!” I shouted.
“Definatley! You’re so hot too!” Pete giggled. We all looked at each other before squealing and breaking into giggles.
We were so weird.
CHELSEAS POV.
We were so weird.
We went all around the mall parading as if we were the first people to ever be in a wedding.
People would take pictures of us cuz we were acting so stupid.
Not like we cared much.
“So what exactly are the boys doing today?” Kamz asked since, I was the only one who acutally talk to any of the boys today.
“Well, Patrick says their going to record the new album or something. I didn’t know they were writing anything. Did they show you guys anything?” I asked.
ERIN’S POV.
They had. We had all heard Pete’s new lyrics about her, Andy’s new drums, Patrick’s awesome vocals, and Joe’s incredible guitar skills.
We thought they had shared it with Chelsea too.
They didn’t.
“Nope. Had no idea either!” I lied. I hated to but I had too.
Suddenly my cell phone started ringing.
“Hello?” I asked.
”Hey, It’s Pete.”
“Oh hey.”
”I’m gonna call again and I want you to let it go through to voicemail. I’m gonna call again after that and I’ll give you further instruction.” and then his crackly, interference voice ended with the dial tone.
I shrugged and set my phone on to vibrate.
“Who was that?” Izzy asked.
“Pete.” I said simply not to create any worry. Then I felt the phone buzz and I ignored it.
We wandered around for a bit before my cell went off again. I picked it up, slightly irritated.
“What?”
”Hey, play Chelsea the message.”
“Why should I Peter Wentz?”
”I promise you it’ll be worth it.” and he was gone again.
I sighed and went through my voicemail messages. When I found it I handed the phone to Chelsea.
“Press the play button. He wants you to hear something.”
CHELSEAS POV.
A smile erupted on my face and I lifted the phone to my ear. Pete’s voice started up and I listened intently.
Chelsea, I know you love me and I love you too.
I just wanted to see how many other people do.
I know it wasn’t right and
I’m saying sorry tonight.
And know, that we should always be together.
And I’ll love you always and forever.
Tears almost immediatley pored from my eyes but my smile still stayed on my lips.
Then Joe’s guitar started and Patrick started singing.
I loved everything about you that hurts, so let me see your moves,
let me see your moves
lips pressed close to mine
true blue
But the prince of any failing empire knows that everybody wants,
everybody wants to drive on through the night if it's a drive back home
Things aren't the same anymore
Some nights it gets so bad
You almost pick up the phone
Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns
I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you,
I'm supposed to love you
Whoa-oh-oh
I've already given up on myself twice
Third time is the charm,
Third time is the charm
Threw caution to the wind but I've got a lousy arm
And I've traced your shadows on the wall
Now I kiss them whenever I'm down,
whenever I'm down
Figured on not figuring myself out
Things aren't the same anymore
Some nights it gets so bad
I almost pick up the phone
Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you,
I'm supposed to love you
Whoa-oh-oh
Born under a bad sign
You saved my life
That night on the roof of your hotel
Cross my heart and hope to die
Splinter from the headboard in my eye
Photo-proofed kisses I remember so well
Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns
I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you,
I'm supposed to love you
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh.........
Then it ended and it moved on to the next message. I hung up the voice mail thing and looked up at Erin.
She looked back with wide eyes and I nodded.
“AHHHHH!” She screamed and she hugged me. I hugged her back and grinned widely.
ERINS POV.
Pete guessed right. Chelsea ordered strippers, Kamz brought booze, and Izzy brought handfuls of dollar bills.
We each had at least eight cans of beer and were slipping dollar bills in their man thongs.
We couldn’t stop giggling.
ANDYS POV.
The guys decided to throw me a bit of a bachelor party too.
We headed to the local strip club and decided to check out the girls.
It was awkward and I couldn’t handle it.
Pete was all over the girls however.
Then his cell went off.
It was Ashlee.
We left to hear what was happening.
“Hey!” Pete answered.
“Hey…I miss you. And I can’t stop looking at the present you gave me.” She said.
“What?” I asked.
“Oh, Shhh…no one is supposed to know about that yet.” Pete looked up at us with shifty eyes.
“You better not.” Patrick threatened.
“I don’t understand.”
“ASHLEE, PETE ALREADY HAS A GIRLFRIEND THAT HE IS TRYING TO GET BACK TOGETHER WITH!!!” I shouted into the phone.
“Oh…Another girl? That’s cool.” We could hear her sluttiness even through the phone.
I sighed and Patrick was so close to slapping Pete.
Joe just stood there in disgust.
ERINS POV.
Two hours later, we had officially trashed the place like traditional rock stars.
We were all lying on the floor playing truth or dare.
“Chelsea, truth or dare.” I slurred.
“Truth.” She answered.
“Who would you do?” I asked.
“Jim Halpert.” She giggled.
I couldn’t help but laugh.
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