I Will Never End Up Like Him
13
"Amy." Patrick sighed. It's been an hour, the guys haven't returned, I told Patrick everything, and now it's just awkward.
"Patrick." I mocked. He mumbled something under his breath as he exhaled.
"Hmm?" I hummed. He glanced up at me for a second. A second turned into a minute and a minute turned into a few. He slid up and kissed me. I kissed back instantly wondering why it took him that agnozing 3 minutes and 46 seconds. No, I wasn't counting. He pulled back and sat back down in his seat. It was awkward, to say the least.
"Um." he started.
"Um." I repeated emotionless.
"Amy, don't do that." he sighed.
"Do what?" I asked in the same tone. He groaned and stood up starting to leave.
"No, Patrick, wait!" I snapped quickly. He turned, his hand on the doorknob. I sighed, "Sorry."
He let out a breath and shrugged, "It's fine. I'm just gonna-"
"No, Patrick." I tried, but he was already out the door. I let out a loud groan of frustration and looked around at the empty room. The TV was still going silently in the background and I looked out the window. I pressed the button for the nurse. She appeared almost instantly.
"I, uhm." I cleared my throat and tried again, "Can you send Ryan in? He's the tall, skinny boy with nice shaggy hair." I asked quietly.
"Just a second." she replied before walking out the door. I was again left in silence. Ryan was the only person that I knew whatever I told him wouldn't get to Patrick. Pete would crack jokes. Andy would get awkward. And Joe would sit there staring at me confused. Ryan seemed to be the person to talk to. Plus, he's gay, Patrick won't get suspicious.
"Hi." Ryan said stepping in. I let out a breath.
"Hi." I returned motioning to the chair Patrick occupied no more than 5 minutes ago.
"So, what's up?" he asked sitting down. I shrugged.
"Patrick."
"It's about time." he smirked.
"No. I, uhm. I messed up." I gulped.
"But your back now-"
"No...I messed up again." I cut him off.
"What happened?" he asked instantly.
"He kissed me. He tried to tell me something important, but I wouldn't listen, so he got mad and left. I mean, it's not like he hasn't kissed me before, but this time-" I sighed, "this time was just different." I stared down at my hands twiddling in my lap. He was silent for a moment. Thinking, I hoped.
"Yeah, you did." he laughed. I snapped my head up instantly.
"Did what?"
"Mess up." he laughed. I frowned. It wasn't a laughing matter.
"Patrick." I mocked. He mumbled something under his breath as he exhaled.
"Hmm?" I hummed. He glanced up at me for a second. A second turned into a minute and a minute turned into a few. He slid up and kissed me. I kissed back instantly wondering why it took him that agnozing 3 minutes and 46 seconds. No, I wasn't counting. He pulled back and sat back down in his seat. It was awkward, to say the least.
"Um." he started.
"Um." I repeated emotionless.
"Amy, don't do that." he sighed.
"Do what?" I asked in the same tone. He groaned and stood up starting to leave.
"No, Patrick, wait!" I snapped quickly. He turned, his hand on the doorknob. I sighed, "Sorry."
He let out a breath and shrugged, "It's fine. I'm just gonna-"
"No, Patrick." I tried, but he was already out the door. I let out a loud groan of frustration and looked around at the empty room. The TV was still going silently in the background and I looked out the window. I pressed the button for the nurse. She appeared almost instantly.
"I, uhm." I cleared my throat and tried again, "Can you send Ryan in? He's the tall, skinny boy with nice shaggy hair." I asked quietly.
"Just a second." she replied before walking out the door. I was again left in silence. Ryan was the only person that I knew whatever I told him wouldn't get to Patrick. Pete would crack jokes. Andy would get awkward. And Joe would sit there staring at me confused. Ryan seemed to be the person to talk to. Plus, he's gay, Patrick won't get suspicious.
"Hi." Ryan said stepping in. I let out a breath.
"Hi." I returned motioning to the chair Patrick occupied no more than 5 minutes ago.
"So, what's up?" he asked sitting down. I shrugged.
"Patrick."
"It's about time." he smirked.
"No. I, uhm. I messed up." I gulped.
"But your back now-"
"No...I messed up again." I cut him off.
"What happened?" he asked instantly.
"He kissed me. He tried to tell me something important, but I wouldn't listen, so he got mad and left. I mean, it's not like he hasn't kissed me before, but this time-" I sighed, "this time was just different." I stared down at my hands twiddling in my lap. He was silent for a moment. Thinking, I hoped.
"Yeah, you did." he laughed. I snapped my head up instantly.
"Did what?"
"Mess up." he laughed. I frowned. It wasn't a laughing matter.
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So, sorry, this is painfully short.