#not me finding all the good patrick gifs looking for that gif😭

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Older Brother’s Tour- Patrick Stump

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summary: you’re patrick stump’s little sister and you’ve convinced your family to let you go on tour with them during the infinity on high era

lowercase intended

warnings: a bit of swearing (like maybe one word or so)

a/n: this was another request by @xx-scene-queen-fangz-xx , hope you like it! i know the gif isn’t from ioh era 😭 it was taking me forever to find one i like of them from that era so i kinda just gave up. also this is NOT proof read cuz by the time i finished writing it i was so tired

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it was the year 2007 and my older brother, patrick, was going on tour for their new album infinity on high. i begged my mom for so long to let me tour with them and she finally agreed.

“thank you so much mom! i genuinely appreciate it! i love you.” i exclaim and rush to hug her.

she was helping me pack, stressing out as she figured out how to fit my large wardrobe into minimal bags.

“mom, y/n?” we hear patrick call out.

“in here hon.”

my brother pops into my doorway, eyes widening at the clothing mess.

“a-are you taking all of this?”

“uh..no. no. i’m trying to help her but you know your sister.” mom chuckles.

“okay good. we have a lot of luggage ourselves. but you need to hurry up, the guys are outside and we need to get to the bus.”

“almost done. why don’t you go downstairs and greet the boys, y/n?”

“okay..”

patrick leads me to our living room where all the guys sat. i try to avoid looking at a certain bass player as i shyly wave to them. i’ve met them all before and know them a bit but i’m still shy around them, after all i’m 15. also it’s bad enough i have a tiny tiny crush on pete, patrick’s best friend.

“hey! it’s little stump! wassup little stump!” pete shouts out, bouncing up from the couch to give me a noogie. i groan out and try to push him away.

“don’t ruin my hair, man! you know how precious someone’s hair is.” i pout as i fix my messy hair.

“you excited to tour with us? see how us cool guys hang out.” joe jokes, pushing up his sunglasses.

“you look like a douche with sunglasses on inside, man.” patrick says.

i laugh at my brother’s words, laughing even harder when joe’s smile drops.

“fuck you, stump.”

“hey! watch your language, my little sister is near.” patrick covers my ears.

“hey! i’m not little!”

“you’re 15, y/n/n.”

patrick has given me that nickname when i was born. being so little and seeing your new baby sister can have the imagination go wild.

“okay you two, no fighting.” my mom scolds us as she carried my luggage down the stairs.

patrick and i rush to grab the items from her, thanking her for helping pack.

“okay, you better take care of your sister, patrick. and you boys better take care of my babies, understand?” she points her finger at the guys sitting on the couch.

“yes mrs. stump.” joe gulps.

“absolutely mrs. stump.” andy says with a smile on his face.

“cross my heart.” pete holds a hand up and crosses his heart.

“i love you two so much. i’m proud of everyone you guys do, always. be safe and do NOT get into trouble. i don’t want a call saying one of you guys got arrested for something pete dared you to do.”

“i promise mom. i’ll watch y/n/n 24/7. i love you too.”

“come here.” she opens her arms to give us a hug.

she squeezes us tightly and starts to shower us in kisses. we both groan out as we try to escape her hold.

“we have to get going, mom.” patrick mumbles.

“okay okay, i’m sorry.” she pulls away, flattening out her clothes.

“i’ll call you once we get to the airport, okay?”

“and call me when you land and get to your hotel too.”

“and what, do we have to call you when we step foot into a mcdonald’s?” i joke, making patrick snicker.

“you know i-“

“you’re trying to make sure we’re safe, we know. i was kidding. see you in a couple months, love you.” i kiss her cheek before finally stepping away from me.

patrick kisses her cheek and says another ‘i love you’.

“see you boys later.” she hugs the guys as we left the house.

patrick helps me stuff my luggage into the trunk, rough housing it.

“watch it, trick! i have important stuff in there.”

“like what, a fuckin’ fishbowl?” he jokes.

“no, asshole, my camera. i want to take pictures everywhere we go.”

“aww like our little photographer.” he pats my head.

i swat his hands away and walk to the car door.

“so who’s sitting where?” joe asks, looking at the car.

“shotgun!” pete screams, swinging the door open and shoving himself inside.

“who wants to drive?”

“me!” i exclaim.

“haha, no. won’t even make it a minute from the house.” patrick says.

“hey! what a way to believe in your little sister. now i won’t have any confidence when i learn how to drive.” i fake pout.

“oh boo hoo.” patrick fake pouts right back at me.

“i’ll drive.” andy says, breaking up the sibling debacle.

“guess you’ll be stuck in the middle, y/n.” joe says, shrugging.

“what?! why me?”

“cause you’re smaller than us, now get it.”

we all get in the car, squeezing tight next to each other.

“ooo, can i please play some music?” i exclaim.

“no way, all you listen to is us.” patrick immediately says.

“and that’s a bad thing? i’m just supporting my brother.”

“hey, let the girl play some jams man. i could use a bit of a refresher on some songs to be honest.” pete chimes in.

“you’re just being a meanie to her. loosen up and let her have fun.” joe says, wrapping an arm around me to bring me close to him.

he gives me a noogie as well making me complain.

“what is it with you guys and noogies?!” i shove him off.

they hand me the aux and i obviously play infinity on high. i’m so proud of patrick and the guys for getting out of chicago and becoming so big. i’m so excited to see them on tour, ready to scream my lungs out. i play don’t you know who i think i am and we all jam out, patrick occasionally humming along. my heart rate increases as i remember that i’m going all across the country. it wasn’t a long drive to the airport, making my worries higher. pete had a friend of his drive his and the other guys’ luggage in another car. we all grab our items and trudge our way to the check in. we do the normal security checks and everything, the thingy beeping cause of my belt. after that incident, we had time to kill so we made camp at seats next to our gate. patrick had a book to keep him company, pete brought one too, joe had some earbuds and andy brought both. i tried listening to some more fall out boy to ease my nerves but it didn’t help.

“hey trick.” i slightly nudged him.

“hm?” he hummed, not looking up from his book.

“i-i’m kind of scared.”

hearing those words out my mouth caused his to immediately look up at me, worry in his eyes.

“why, what’s going on?”

“i keep thinking about the fact i’m going to be on a plane nearly everyday. going to a lot of cities almost every night and i’m gonna be around a lot of people. it’s too much.” i admit.

“hey, it’s going to be okay. i felt the same way too, being around and about all the time scared me. but you just gotta think of the positives because i know you, and you love to think negative. you get to travel and see such beautiful things, going to beautiful cities. you also meet so many cool people, you might meet someone who’s a big fan of us like you. well maybe i don’t want a fan being friends with my little sister but you understand what i mean.” i chuckle at his words.

“you’re right, thank you trick. i’m just nervous to be away from home.”

“and it’s okay to be. i felt incredibly homesick when i first left on tour. i was worried about you if i have to be honest, not being near my baby sis made me nervous. i know i don’t do much but if something would happen to you i couldn’t protect you.” he sheepishly admits.

“you’re the best big brother anyone could ask for and i love you for being you.” i give him a side hug.

“love you too. are you hungry or anything? wanna go see what they got?”

“yeah sure.” i stand up.

he stuffed his book into the carryon bag he has and gets up to follow me to the food area. we end up getting mcdonald’s and go back to our seats.

“pst, let me steal a fry.” pete whispers to me.

“go get your own.” patrick says out loud to pete.

“ignore him.” pete scoffs.

i giggle and end up handing him a fry. pete has always been my favorite friend of patrick’s, having the best personality in my opinion. i know how reckless and stupid he is which is why i have that tiny crush on him.

“you excited little stump?”

i’ve always hated that nickname they gave me, saying i look nearly identical to patrick.

“i hate that name.” i mumble.

“you gotta learn to love it, little stump. cause you won’t hear the end of it!” he flashes me a smile.

i lightly blush at his beautiful smile and look back at my food.

“i heard you tell patrick you brought a camera. you thinkin’ of taking photos of us on stage?”

“hmm, i was actually gonna take some of the cities but that isn’t a bad idea actually. i’d love to take pictures of you guys.”

“hey, maybe you can become our photographer once you get older.” he laughs.

“ugh being 15 sucks, i wish i was older.” i throw my head back.

“take in the childhood you have left. you may wanna be older but once you are, you’ll miss your youth.”

his words remind me of their song ‘golden’, my heart aching as i remember he wrote the lyrics.

“this tour will definitely be something i’ll remember from my youth. i know i’m patrick’s sister but you guys are honestly my favorite band.” i say.

“i’m glad we are.” he smiles once again to distract me as he took another fry.

a couple hours go by and it was finally time for us to board. we stood in line as he gave the lady our tickets, walking down the long hallway and into the crowded plane. large crowds make me stressed so weaving in between them was messing with my brain a lot. i got a window seat next to patrick, who obviously bought his ticket to be next to mine. i wiped my sweaty palms onto my pants, taking a deep breath.

“it’ll be okay. just breathe and don’t focus on the bad.” he grabs onto my hand and squeezes it tight.

i nod at his words and kept taking deep breaths. once everyone was settled down and the stewardess gave instructions on what to do when an emergency happens, the pilot began taking off. i gripped patrick’s hand as tight as i could as the plane took off. the force of us going up made me slightly sick to my stomach from the nerves, but once we were fully in the air everything felt smooth. i slowly opened my eyes and let out the deep breath i had, letting go of patrick’s aching hand.

“see, was it that bad?”

“n-not really, no..” i gulp.

“it’s okay. here take a nap, i know you’re exhausted.” he patted his shoulder.

i happily rest my head on his shoulder and let sleep take me over.

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