a week later...

I walked into the apartment as Pete sat down on the black couch and started to play his bass. "okay its late so I'm going to bed, I have my first day at the fashion school. have fun sleeping on the couch Wentz" I said, walking to the only bedroom in the apartment. a bed was in the corner, it had a bathroom (the only bathroom, and a huge closet I managed to fill with all of my clothes. petes clothes were scattered about on the bedroom floor and on the couch, where he slept. I shut the door and started putting on my pjs.

"margo?' pete asked, knocking on the door.

"what?"I asked, opening the door wearing a long black Chanel t shirt that reached my knees and pink, plaid, pj shorts.

"want to watch a movie?" he asked.

I looked at him up and down. all he had on were dark red pj pants with little grey fall out boy symbols on them and some black socks.

I tried to look up from his shirtless tattooed chest and into his green eyes instead.

"Indiana jones or nothing" I said, making him smile widely.

"youre on" he said as we practically raced to the couch and put on Indiana jones and the raiders of the lost ark.

halfway through the movie we were both sitting there, smiling like total idiots.

the movie ended.

"id better go to bed, school tomorrow." I said, getting up.

"sweet dreams mrs wentz" pete said as he struggled to get comfortable on the couch.

"back at ya mr wentz" I said as I shut the door and went to bed