Cold As You.

When I woke up again the sun was shining in and Kennedy wasn't beside me. I rubbed my eyes and sat up slowly realizing he was sitting in a chair fiddling with his acoustic guitar.

"Did I wake you?" He asked softly and I shook my head no.

"What time is it?"

"9."

"Did you go back to sleep?" I asked and he shook his head no, "Just been writing music."

He sat his guitar down carefully and got up making his way to the bed.

"Want to go get some breakfast with me?" He asked and I managed to nod.

"John told me Pat yelled at you." He added randomly and I shrugged.

He sighed and brought his hand to my cheek, "I'm sorry. It's my fault."

"No it's not."

"It is. I shouldn't have kissed you." He said and my heart instatly dropped at the comment.

"Well, not near him anyways." He added with a grin and I couldn't help but smile.

"So...do you wanna go with me?"

I nodded and he pulled me from the bed. I still didn't know if he wanted the same thing as I did, but I definitely had some sort of hope now.

"Can I get Garrett?" I asked because one, if Pat found out it was just Kennedy and me I would be in some shit and plus, if Garrett was there I would feel so much better.

"Oh. Uh, yeah..." he said seeming a bit disappointed.

"Pat would kill me." I added quickly not wanting him to think I just didn't want to go with him.

"Yeah, I know."

"I'll be right back." I said with a grin before leaving him and going to my room.

"Gar you're up!" I said seeing the boy brushing his hair in the bathroom mirror.

"No. This is a dream."

I rolled my eyes and he chuckled, "What is it?"

"Come eat breakfast with me and Kennedy."

"You and Kennedy? Oh no."

"Please." I said sticking my bottom lip out.

He sighed, "Pat will kill me."

"No he won't! You're hungry!"

"I'm hungry now that you keep talking about it." I heard John say and I turned around to see him sitting up in bed.

"Well come with."

"Did you and Ken work it out and have sex?" He asked and I rolled my eyes, "Uh no."

He chuckled and got off the bed grabbing his shoes from the floor.

"Fine. I'll go." Garrett said kissing my cheek before he went to grab his own shoes.

"Yay!"

John chuckled as he tried to fix his hair with his hands.

"Come on silly girl." He said wrapping his arms around my waist and leading me to the door.

"Don't touch her! Pat might kill you or Kennedy might get pissed off!" Garrett said as we walked out.

John rolled his eyes, "Just for that I will."

I laughed and John kissed my cheek before knocking on Kennnedy's door.

"Kennedy! Come on or I'm going to bang your girl!" John shouted and I shoved him causing him to start laughing as Kennedy opened the door with a strange look.

For some reason just seeing him sent butterflies into my stomach. In the time we were apart he had fixed his hair and now wore a fitted grey shirt that looked amazing on him.

I breathed in as we headed to the elevator. Kennedy was standing beside me as we waited for it to open and I couldn't help but to look at him. He gave me a grin and threw his arm over my shoulders.

"You ok?" He whispered pulling me into his side.

I nodded and he kissed my temple as the doors dinged and we walked out.

Before we got all the way out Garrett shoved us back in.

"Pat!" He said loudly and Kennedy sighed as he removed his arm from me.

"This is getting ridiculous. So I can't even walk with you now?" Kennedy asked annoyed.

I shrugged and Garrett grabbed my hand pulling me out to the lobby.

"I mean you could probably have sex with Garrett right in front of him and he would be ok with it, but you can't even hold my hand!" Kennedy said clearly growing frustrated.

"Well that would be uncomfortable for me." Garrett said causing John to laugh.

"And me!"

"It's because, Well, I'm cute." Garrett said shrugging.

I rolled my eyes and he chuckled as we reached Jared and Pat who were already at a table.

"Ello mate." Garrett said faking an accent as we all took a seat.

Kennedy sat across from me and I couldn't help but study him as he glared at Pat. I hadn't seen him so annoyed before.

"Stop looking at me." Pat finally said.

"I'm hoping if I do I'll figure your thinking out."

"There's nothing to figure out Kennedy. It's quite simple." He said placing his hands on the table and John groaned, "Come on guys it's so early!"

"No. Lets get this out of the way. Want to know why I don't want you around my sister? Because she likes you a lot more than you like her Kennedy, and I swear on my life I will kill you if you hurt her. Do you understand that? I'll kill you." He said so seriously that Jared's mouth fell open in surprise.

"What if I do like her?"

"You don't and if you do you will until you get wasted and find someone else. So no. You don't like her and you stringing her along is just going to piss me the fuck off!" He said getting a bit loud now. Oh yeah. He was angry.

Pat has always been protective of me. He beat up some boy in school once because the boy teased me over something so small I don't even remember. He doesn't play around, which sometimes I'm thankful for, but this time not so much.

"Dude." Garrett said trying to calm Pat down.

"Really Garrett? What if this was your sister?"

Garrett looked at his food and Pat sighed, "exactly, well, I'm going back to my room." He said pushing away from the table and stomping off.

I groaned and leaned my head onto John.

"I'm going to go tame the fire." I mumbled forcing myself up and following Pat. Of course I had to walk all the way to his room.

I banged on his door and he finally opened it with the same expression he had downstairs.

"Stop being so mad." I said before he could speak.

"I can't help it Cassie! He's a fucking moron!"

"He hasn't done anything!"

He sighed in frustration, "I just don't want you to get hurt. I know how much you like him, Cassidy. I just don't want you to be let down like I think you will be."

"Pat, I love you and I'm glad you are protective of me, but you need to relax. I know what the chances are, I am fully aware, but the truth is, I don't care. Maybe it's stupid or what not, but I really like him."

"I know." He grumbled as he brushed his hair behind his ear, "...but I swear, if he hurts you, I'll kill him. I'm not taking that comment back."

I chuckled, "you don't have to."

"I hate admitting this, but I think he likes you Cass. I see the way he looks at you and although, I don't like it, it's true." He grumbled.

I grinned and quickly tackled him into a hug causing him to groan.

"I love you Patty."

"Don't call meh that. Now get off meh." He mumbled and I chuckled as I pulled away. A grin hit his lips and he kissed my forehead, "I love you too sis."

"Now can you stop being mean to Kennedy?"

"Maybeh." He grumbled grabbing my arm as we walked to the elevator.

"Pat!"

"Ok! Fine. I will! Now can we just eat?" He asked and I nodded as we finally arrived back at the table.

Everyone looked at us not wanting to say anything but clearly wanting to know how it went.

Kennedy eyed me as I sat across from him and I gave him a grin.

"Well, what the fuck happened?" Kara asked as she threw a grape into her mouth.

John began to laugh and Jared shook his head in disbelief.

"Nothing. It's fine. Now drop it." Pat responded calmly.

"Thank god I'm leaving tomorrow you over dramatic assholes." Kara said causing even me to start laughing.

"I want to go with you."

"Too fucking bad. You volunteered to do merch you stay and do merch." John said as he stuffed his face with pancakes.

"You clearly need more sleep."

"Yeah that did sound pretty mean. I plan to do so after I eat my weight in pancakes." He said and I laughed as he poured more syup onto his plate.

"Well?" Garrett whispered as he leaned closer to me.

I laughed, "We're fine."

"Good." He responded with a grin.

Once everyone finished eating they slowly started going back to their room and eventually it was just me, Kennedy and Garrett which wasn't as comfortable as it seemed since I hadn't heard Kennedy speak since we came from the room.

"Well, I'm going to go..." Garrett said looking at me as he got up.

I nodded and he blew me a kiss before walking away. I shook my head and looked back at Kennedy.

"So what did Pat say?" He finally said.

"Nothing. He's fine. He's just overly protective."

He nodded before pushing back his chair and standing up.

"I'm going to go back upstairs." He stated before he walked away. I groaned and laid my forehead on the table.

This was apparently not going to be easy.