God, Why Me?-Pete Wentz
Chapter 11 : God, Why Me?-Pete Wentz-11
Part 11, done being edited for grammar.

-Naideen's POV -
“Madison, why are you in my room?” I asked Madison who was looking pretty crappy
“This is my room!” she said rocking back and forth on the floor like an insane woman
“Pete!” I yelled
“What?” he said popping in besides me looking at situation in front of us.
“I’m going to call the meds to take her to the loony bin!” I whispered into his ear
“You do that.” He said keeping an eye on Madison
A couple minutes later a loony bin truck came to swoop her up and take her away. We all just watched the car drive away in shock and awe. But soon enough I phased her out and went to check if she did anything to my stuff. Surprisingly she didn’t do anything, so I went into Pete’s room to get a hoodie, but when I walked in there……HOLY CRAPOLLI!
“Pete, look at what your crazy ex did to your room!” I yelled
I immediately heard footsteps running upstairs
“Pete hurry up and look!” Gabe said opening the door wider
“Oh my god…my room….my hoodies, hell no!” he said running from one torn thing to another
“Damn, this sucks so bad.” I said picking up a shattered picture of him and me in our ‘younger days’ or in other words, our little mini fling when we barely met.
- Flashback-
“Believe it or not…that was actually my first kiss…” I sad blushing.
“Well I’m glad it was with me.” He said
“Me, too…” I said
After that little moment, we were move lovey dovey with each other, but nothing official, and nothing major when showing our affection…
- End flashback –
“NAIDEEN!” Pete said waving his hand in front of my face
“Sorry what?” I said a with a goofy smile on my face
“Oh, what’s this?” Gabe said snatching it away from me
“None of your nosy purples business.” I said attempting to snatch it away from Gabe, which was futile cause, have you seen how tall he is????
“Were you a couple?” Gabe said
“Kind of.” Pete said from behind me; me blushing immediately
“Kind of????!!!” Vicky said “You guys are kissing while Naideen’s sitting on your lap!”
“I sat on Gabe’s lap one time and kissed his forehead, that doesn’t mean anything!” I said
“She did, BUT I had a boo-boo.” Gabe said
“You guys should so be together!” Brendon said casually, at least for his hyper self
“But Bren…” Ryan said looking at Brendon shocked, but then stopped when Brendon stepped on his foot
“Okay, that’s for us to decide not you” I said
“And we say yes.” Pete said picking me up bridal style and tossing me onto the bed, then started to take off his shirt.
“Whoa, take it easy!” Gabe said covering his eyes
Pete in response started to unbuckle his pants, making everyone run out.
“They’re gone.” Pete said re-buckling his pants and putting his other shirt on.
“You will do great things.” I said standing up and going to my room when Pete grabbed me by the waist and held my back against his chest.
“What are you doing?” I asked
“Smile.” He said. I did when I saw what popped out from beside him
- Flash –
“Don’t we look cute?” I said
“Just as ever.” he said pinching my cheek
With that I left to my computer to Google…stuff…and after finishing my stuff, I went downstairs for some food.
A couple hours later, like 5am I fell asleep but woke up at 8am to the sound of clicks and laughs.
“Ned, you have the weirdest videos posted on Youtube!” Brendon said laughing at the one were I was drunk yelling at a dog.
“Brendon, why are you using my computer?” I asked
“I was bored, and you’re usually up so…ya.” He said
“Why can’t you go bug Ange?” I said picking out some clothes
“She’s using the computer.” He said
“Well, Brendon, some of us have to take showers in this house, so scoot.” I said trying to get him out
“And some of us shower with the door closed and locked while others of us use the computer.” He said stubbornly
“Fine, don’t…touch anything.” I said
Sure enough when I came outta the shower to Brendon wearing one of my bras on top of his head.
“Grow up Brendon!” I said walking past him bumping into a worried faced Ange.
“What’s up?” I said
“Things have happened and that thing needs a thing so other things won’t show on other things.” She said
“What?” I said
She whispered into my ear about the ‘thing’ that needed things for things.
“Oh, well escort your man outta my room and off my computer so I can get you the thing for your thing.” I said
“Brendon, I made applesauce pancakes!” Ange said, Brendon jolted out, and we jolted in.
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too me, something seems kinda wrong about this...oh well. hope ya enjoyed this pretty long update. messege/banner = update. rates = bonus for leslie =]
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