Goodbye Ashlee, Hello Eva [[Pete Wentz/Patrick Stump]] pt. 21

Eva's PoV: I laid back and patted Hemmingway's head. The happy thoughts of Pete and I started racing through my head. Memories. I slowly drifted into a deep sleep. I dreamed of future days. Growing older with Pete and being so very happy. I dreamed of Patrick being Pete's best man at my wedding, and Rose being my maid of honor... my mother one of my bride's maids. And little Selena would be the flower girl. It was such a pleasant dream. And if it was only a dream... I never wanted to wake up from it. Hemmingway nuzzled his nose into my neck, and I subconsciously wrapped my arm around him. Pete's PoV: "Okay, Ashlee... make it quick." I slipped into the seat across from her. I don't want to hurt Eva. "I miss you, Petey." She put on her cute and extremely tempting face... but I resisted. "Ashlee... we can't do this anymore." She looked at me confused. She scooted her chair around next to me and kissed me. I couldn't help it... I kissed back. The door opened. "Pete?" I pulled away from Ashlee and looked up. Patrick. "Ashlee..." Patrick stared at her for a second, taking it all in. His face went from shock to anger. "PETE!" Everyone in the restaraunt turned and stared at Patrick. "I... I uhmmm....." "No need to explain. I know exactly what's going on. Let's go." Patrick walked up to me and grabbed me, pulling me out the door and shoving me into his car. He slammed the door and ran to the other side. He locked the doors noticing the cameras flashing in the distance. "How could you do this to Eva?" His mood changed again. This time he was hurt. " I knew I couldn't trust you with her. You're a heart breaker. You can't stay with someone long enough to truly love them. You're such a player. And now this? I didn't want you to have her... I knew you would hurt her." I didn't really know what to say. He turned and looked out the window. He kept talking. "Pete, I trusted you with her. I gave you the one person who ever meant anything to me... other than Rose, of course. Pete... if you hurt her..." "I won't." "You are!" "She doesn't know..." He didn't say anything. I continued. "... And if she found out..." "She won't. I'm not letting it happen. This is over. Promise me this is over." I can't. "PETE TELL ME IT'S OVER! DON'T JUST SIT THERE AND STARE AT ME LIKE A LOST PUPPY! IT'S NOT THAT HARD!" I drew in a sharp breath. "It's over." "It better be. Now go back to the tour bus and be with the girl I thought you loved and don't ever for a second think about hurting her... ever. EVER!" "Patrick... I'm sorry." "Don't apologize to me." "I can't tell her." "Then don't. I'd rather you didn't. But... she's gonna find out." "How?" "Pictures. You kissed her in a public place." "She won't know." "Keep telling yourself that. You go save your relationship." I sat there and stared at him. Was he right? "GET OUT OF MY CAR! DAMNIT, PETE!" I'd never seen him like this. I got out and got a taxi back to the tour bus. "I'm back, babe." I layed down next to her and watched her dream with a small smile spread across her face, Hemmingway nuzzled into her neck. I smiled. I whispered to her, not wanting to wake her up. "Eva... I need to talk to you... I'm too terrified. And would you mind if I sat next to you and watched you smile... I'm not the way you think I am." Eva's PoV: Pete came in. I heard him distantly, but I couldn't wake from my slumber. He was talking to me... he mumbled something... and then as if on cue he walked into the room I was in in my dream. "I'm too terrified and would you mind if I sat next to you and watched you smile.... I'm not the way you think I am." The dream slowly faded out. The dream that I never wanted to end faded into blackness and things around me became more familiar. Hemmingway's hot breath on my neck, Pete's presence over me... the fact that I was smiling. I stretched out and opened my eyes, smiling at Pete. "Hey." I looked up at him and spoke to him. "Have a nice nap, babe?" He bent over me and kissed my neck. I rolled my head back and closed my eyes again. "Yeah." I semi moaned, semi spoke. "Miss me?" "You were with me in my dreams." He moved Hemmingway over, who in turn gave him a glare. He put his arms on either side of my head and spread himself on top of me. "Well... I missed you." He kissed me. It was amazing how he still made my stomache churn and my knees quiver with his kisses. The door opened. Pete's PoV: The door opened and I whipped my head back. Patrick. "Hey, dude." I turned back over to kiss Eva... but not before I caught his glance of sudden hatred. "Joe and Andy are going to party tonight... you guys wanna come?" Eva pushed me off of her and sat straight up. "Yes!" She squealed. I laughed. She was so cute. She clapped her hands and squealed like a little girl. "This is gonna be so much fun, Petey!" "I know, babe." I kissed her again and threw her a silly smile. She pushed me and I fell off of the bed. "Ouch... looks like that hurt." Patrick laughed and high fived Eva. "No one deserves it more!" She giggled. "You have no idea." Patrick glared at me again. Eva's PoV: "You have no idea." I laughed... but then I saw Patrick's face. He was glaring at Pete. "Uhmm... is something wrong, Pattycakes?" I said. "Nah. Just joking." He was so not just joking. "Okay... but don't get all pissy before we go PARTAYYYYYY! You know who I miss? I miss Rose and Jer-Bear." "What's with you and goofy nicknames today?" Patrick looked at me and laughed. "Oh, nothing. I'm just happy that's all." I remembered my dream and smiled again. "Patrick! Buddy! Wanna take me shopping! Since your my Bee Aeff Aeff!" He smiled. "I hate shopping, but for you, babe...." "No... she's my babe! I wanna go shopping!" Pete pouted. "YAY! SHOPPING PARTY! Who's buying for me? I have no money." I gave my biggest smile. "Freeloader." Pete stood up and pulled me up off of the bed. "I am not! You guys are just rich!" Patrick laughed and pushed me. Once off of the bus, the screaming fans swarmed asking for tours of the bus. I was really starting to get used to it. Patrick smiled and took a few pictures with some girls... Pete seemed much more irritable... but he put up with it and acted cool. A few people came up to me asking for pictures and hugs and stuff. I didn't really get it. "Uhmmm... sure! But I'm not anyone important! I don't do anything!" I said to one girl. She looked about seventeen. "Uh... yeah! You did! You're so famous for finally getting Pete away from Ashlee!" I glanced over to Pete and gave him an awkward smile. "Uh... yeah... about that. I thought more people would hate me?" "No! Everyone hated Ashlee! That poser prep fucker.... but you, my friend, are awesome." I laughed. "If you insist."