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I shook the memories of that night from my head; it had been 2 years ago today since that plastic slut had stepped in and out of my life, taking the only thing that had mattered with her I remembered, bitterly. I turned the shower off slowly, savouring the feeling f the water raining down on me and blinked a few stray tears from my eyes. Stepping out of the bathroom; towel wrapped tightly around me, I made my way through to my bedroom. Sitting down on the bed, I pulled on my Invader Zim pyjamas and slowly began to dry my waist length dark brown hair. Standing up, I cast my eyes around my bedroom, straightened out the covers on the bed and picked up a few clothes from of the floor, taking them downstairs. I wandered into the living room, flopping down on the sofa, tucking my knees up to my chin and looking at the clock on my wall. He was supposed to be home in about half an hour. I switched the TV on stretching out on the sofa lazily, flicking through the channels and absentmindedly playing with my wedding ring. We were supposed to be going out tonight, he’d promised me. Promised me that he’d be home half an hour ago. Promised me that we’d go out just to the movies. Promised me that we could spend one night as normal couple. It was stupid to have gotten my hopes up though, we weren’t a normal couple, I’d accepted that, but it might have been nice to have that for just one night.
Halfway through Sailor Moon, I heard the clicking of keys in the front door and scuffling foot steps entering the house. I turned around watching the figure remove his hat, shaking his thick dark brown hair and unwind the scarf from around his neck, and strip off his jacket, revealing the tattoos I loved so much.
“I’m sorry I’m late sweetie, I just heard this band the other day and oh my god these guys are amazing, and they’re so young, like your age! Well you’re not that young otherwise this would be weird which its not, anyway that’s not the point”
I shook my head smiling, I could never be mad at this man when he tried so hard just to apologise. Most people found these child like qualities of his annoying after about 5 minutes, id managed to love them for around 2 years now
“Let’s hope not” I nodded
He laughed slightly at me, his eyes sparkling, before resuming his speech and pacing, just for effect.
“And I had to meet them, because GOD you just have no idea how amazing these guys are, so I met them and I’m signing them I think, and I know I promised to take you out tonight and this is no excuse really for being late, but I tried to get back, I really did but I brought coffee so you cant really be mad at me can you?”
He pouted at me, holding out a steaming plastic cup towards me. I sighed and smiled grabbing the cup and hugging him, shaking my head once again, it had become somewhat of a habit when I was around him, but I didn’t mind. Moments like this were worth it. We broke apart, him looking at me nervously
“So you’re not mad at me?” he whispered
“Of course not, when I married you I didn’t expect things to be easy, but that’s okay. If not going out for dinner and watching old anime reruns is all part of being with you then, I think I can handle that”
“Exactly, all part of being married to Pete Wentz, but my ass totally makes it worth it”
I smiled and sipped my coffee, shaking my head once again at my husband as he flopped onto the sofa and engrossed himself in Sailor Moon. Sometimes nights like these can be better than going out. After all, who wants to be a normal couple?
I shook the memories of that night from my head; that night had been 2 years ago today I remembered, bitterly. I turned the shower off slowly, savouring the feeling f the water raining down on me and blinked a few stray tears from my eyes. Stepping out of the bathroom; towel wrapped tightly around me, I made my way through to my bedroom. Sitting down on the bed, I pulled on my Invader Zim pyjamas and slowly began to dry my waist length dark brown hair. Standing up, I cast my eyes around my bedroom, straightened out the covers on the bed and picked up a few clothes from of the floor, taking them downstairs. I wandered into the living room, flopping down on the sofa, tucking my knees up to my chin and looking at the clock on my wall. He was supposed to be home in about half an hour. I switched the TV on stretching out on the sofa lazily, flicking through the channels and absentmindedly playing with my wedding ring. We were supposed to be going out tonight, he'd promised me. Promised me that he'd be home half an hour ago. Promised me that we'd go out just to the movies. Promised me that we could spend one night as normal couple. It was stupid to have gotten my hopes up though, we weren't a normal couple, I'd accepted that, but it might have been nice to have that for just one night.
Halfway through Sailor Moon, I heard the clicking of keys in the front door and scuffling foot steps entering the house. I turned around watching the figure remove his hat, shaking his thick dark brown hair and unwind the scarf from around his neck, and strip off his jacket, revealing the tattoos I loved so much.
"I'm sorry I'm late sweetie, I just heard this band the other day and oh my god these guys are amazing, and they're so young, like your age! Well you're not that young otherwise this would be weird which its not, anyway that's not the point"
I shook my head smiling, I could never be mad at this man when he tried so hard just to apologise. Most people found these child like qualities of his annoying after about 5 minutes, id managed to love them for around 2 years now
"Let's hope not" I nodded
He laughed slightly at me, his eyes sparkling, before resuming his speech and pacing, just for effect.
"And I had to meet them, because GOD you just have no idea how amazing these guys are, so I met them and I'm signing them I think, and I know I promised to take you out tonight and this is no excuse really for being late, but I tried to get back, I really did but I brought coffee so you cant really be mad at me can you?"
He pouted at me, holding out a steaming plastic cup towards me. I sighed and smiled grabbing the cup and hugging him, shaking my head once again, it had become somewhat of a habit when I was around him, but I didn't mind. Moments like this were worth it. We broke apart, him looking at me nervously
"So you're not mad at me?" he whispered
"Of course not, when I married you I didn't expect things to be easy, but that's okay. If not going out for dinner and watching old anime reruns is all part of being with you then, I think I can handle that"
"Exactly, all part of being married to Pete Wentz, but my ass totally makes it worth it"
I smiled and sipped my coffee, shaking my head once again at my husband as he flopped onto the sofa and engrossed himself in Sailor Moon. Sometimes nights like these can be better than going out. After all, who wants to be a normal couple?
Halfway through Sailor Moon, I heard the clicking of keys in the front door and scuffling foot steps entering the house. I turned around watching the figure remove his hat, shaking his thick dark brown hair and unwind the scarf from around his neck, and strip off his jacket, revealing the tattoos I loved so much.
“I’m sorry I’m late sweetie, I just heard this band the other day and oh my god these guys are amazing, and they’re so young, like your age! Well you’re not that young otherwise this would be weird which its not, anyway that’s not the point”
I shook my head smiling, I could never be mad at this man when he tried so hard just to apologise. Most people found these child like qualities of his annoying after about 5 minutes, id managed to love them for around 2 years now
“Let’s hope not” I nodded
He laughed slightly at me, his eyes sparkling, before resuming his speech and pacing, just for effect.
“And I had to meet them, because GOD you just have no idea how amazing these guys are, so I met them and I’m signing them I think, and I know I promised to take you out tonight and this is no excuse really for being late, but I tried to get back, I really did but I brought coffee so you cant really be mad at me can you?”
He pouted at me, holding out a steaming plastic cup towards me. I sighed and smiled grabbing the cup and hugging him, shaking my head once again, it had become somewhat of a habit when I was around him, but I didn’t mind. Moments like this were worth it. We broke apart, him looking at me nervously
“So you’re not mad at me?” he whispered
“Of course not, when I married you I didn’t expect things to be easy, but that’s okay. If not going out for dinner and watching old anime reruns is all part of being with you then, I think I can handle that”
“Exactly, all part of being married to Pete Wentz, but my ass totally makes it worth it”
I smiled and sipped my coffee, shaking my head once again at my husband as he flopped onto the sofa and engrossed himself in Sailor Moon. Sometimes nights like these can be better than going out. After all, who wants to be a normal couple?
I shook the memories of that night from my head; that night had been 2 years ago today I remembered, bitterly. I turned the shower off slowly, savouring the feeling f the water raining down on me and blinked a few stray tears from my eyes. Stepping out of the bathroom; towel wrapped tightly around me, I made my way through to my bedroom. Sitting down on the bed, I pulled on my Invader Zim pyjamas and slowly began to dry my waist length dark brown hair. Standing up, I cast my eyes around my bedroom, straightened out the covers on the bed and picked up a few clothes from of the floor, taking them downstairs. I wandered into the living room, flopping down on the sofa, tucking my knees up to my chin and looking at the clock on my wall. He was supposed to be home in about half an hour. I switched the TV on stretching out on the sofa lazily, flicking through the channels and absentmindedly playing with my wedding ring. We were supposed to be going out tonight, he'd promised me. Promised me that he'd be home half an hour ago. Promised me that we'd go out just to the movies. Promised me that we could spend one night as normal couple. It was stupid to have gotten my hopes up though, we weren't a normal couple, I'd accepted that, but it might have been nice to have that for just one night.
Halfway through Sailor Moon, I heard the clicking of keys in the front door and scuffling foot steps entering the house. I turned around watching the figure remove his hat, shaking his thick dark brown hair and unwind the scarf from around his neck, and strip off his jacket, revealing the tattoos I loved so much.
"I'm sorry I'm late sweetie, I just heard this band the other day and oh my god these guys are amazing, and they're so young, like your age! Well you're not that young otherwise this would be weird which its not, anyway that's not the point"
I shook my head smiling, I could never be mad at this man when he tried so hard just to apologise. Most people found these child like qualities of his annoying after about 5 minutes, id managed to love them for around 2 years now
"Let's hope not" I nodded
He laughed slightly at me, his eyes sparkling, before resuming his speech and pacing, just for effect.
"And I had to meet them, because GOD you just have no idea how amazing these guys are, so I met them and I'm signing them I think, and I know I promised to take you out tonight and this is no excuse really for being late, but I tried to get back, I really did but I brought coffee so you cant really be mad at me can you?"
He pouted at me, holding out a steaming plastic cup towards me. I sighed and smiled grabbing the cup and hugging him, shaking my head once again, it had become somewhat of a habit when I was around him, but I didn't mind. Moments like this were worth it. We broke apart, him looking at me nervously
"So you're not mad at me?" he whispered
"Of course not, when I married you I didn't expect things to be easy, but that's okay. If not going out for dinner and watching old anime reruns is all part of being with you then, I think I can handle that"
"Exactly, all part of being married to Pete Wentz, but my ass totally makes it worth it"
I smiled and sipped my coffee, shaking my head once again at my husband as he flopped onto the sofa and engrossed himself in Sailor Moon. Sometimes nights like these can be better than going out. After all, who wants to be a normal couple?
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