I Will Follow You

"So tell me, what the Hell happened?" Patrick asked me, shoving his glasses up the bridge of his nose. I found it adorable, after all these years we went back to sitting in my bedroom gossiping. Seasons do change but people don't.

"I don't really know where to begin if I'm honest." I started, my hands began to fidget with the fabric from my bed sheets. "My dad asked me to bail him out of jail but he asked Vic to come with me. We began arguing and then I don't know, we started kissing and yeah." I could feel my whole face flush bright red.

"He has a girlfriend." Patrick reminded me. I looked at him with guilty eyes, I would be broken if my boyfriend cheated on me.

"I feel terrible about it." I hung my head low and covered it with my hands, totally bummed at the realisation of my actions tonight.

"Is he going to tell her?" Patrick asked. I looked up at him and raised my eyebrows.

"He mentioned it but I don't know if he's serious. I honestly can't deal with that if he decides to tell her. I don't wanna be a home wrecker." I groaned and threw myself backwards onto the pillows behind me. "I'm an idiot."

"No you're human. Yeah you've made a pretty dumb mistake BUT you know it's a mistake. You're gonna learn from it right?" Patrick sounded so righteous. It feels like Vic is the Devil on my shoulder and Patrick is the Angel. They're both pulling me in but I don't think I can handle it for much longer.

"Patrick what do I do?" I sat back up and stared at him, his eyes were heavy.

"Stay away from him romantically until he drops the girlfriend. Scarlett you are better than that, you're better than being the other woman. If Vic lets you be his bit on the side then you're not as important to him as you once were." Patrick explained. "I care way too much about you to let that happen to you."

"Why didn't you come visit me Patrick." I could feel the tears well up in my eyes. I looked at my hands again, avoiding his broken look.

"I was scared." He whispered. My breathing began pretty much nonexistent and it made the whole room feel like it was closing in on me.

"I was scared too, but I needed my best friend." I told him, emphasising the word best friend.

"Well I wasn't there, in my own head I was a million miles away. The day I found out what happened to you was the worst day of my life. After I visited you it broke my heart. When we left San Diego I vowed to never turn back. And I didn't, until now. You wanna know why Scarlett?" He was getting more and more animated. "You want to know why? You really wanna know why I didn't come and visit you?" He asked. I nodded at him, completely unaware of what was going to happen next.

Patrick leaned across the bed and planted his lips onto mine. My eyes widened and my breathing completely stopped, Patrick pulled back and stared into my eyes. "Why didn't you tell me?" I frowned at him.

"Because why would you choose me over him." He said bitterly and then stood up off the bed. I stared at him, watching as he walked backwards towards the door.

"Patrick wait, don't go." I begged, my eyes began to fill up with tears and it broke my heart to watch him leave. He slowly turned around and looked at me.

"I won't go..." He began. "If you can honestly say that I've got more chance of being with you than Vic does."

I stared back at him. I've never in my whole life thought of Patrick romantically, it's just nothing we've ever even came close to. "You've totally sprung this on me. I never in a million years thought you'd ever see me in that light." I said getting up off the bed.

"So?" He motioned with his hand for me to confirm or deny his request.

"Let me try something." I said softly as I walked over to him. I stood in front of him and stared into his eyes, he didn't say a word. I leaned in and kissed him but this time it wasn't stiff or awkward. It was actually kinda nice. I pulled back and Patrick raised his eyebrows. "I'm not ruling it out." I said softly. His lips curled up into a small smile.

"But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms." He began to sing, I felt my cheeks begin to flush. "And if you like having secret little rendezvous."

"Oh my God, are you seriously singing One Direction to me?" I asked, giggling.

"If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn’t do then baby, I'm perfect." He grabbed my hand and spun me around. "Baby, I'm perfect for you."

"Are you done yet?" I laughed at him. He pulled me back into his arms and it gave me a rush of butterflies.

"It could be like this for us, from day one I've always treated you with nothing but respect. As much as I like Vic as a person he lacks the ability to treat his girlfriends like the princesses they are." Patrick frowned and shook his head.

"I don't know what to say." I mumbled.

"Nothing yet. I want you to think about this. Remember when you jumped into that minor relationship with Jaime, then it ended as quickly as it began. I don't want that and I don't think I could handle that. I want you to think about this before you make a decision. You have until next Friday." He told me.

"Okay, I will." I told him.

"By the way, Grand Theft Autumn is about you." He kissed my cheek and then left swiftly, leaving me to linger in the events of the past 5 minutes.

I walked over to my bed and picked my phone up, putting the song on and listening to it. It all made sense now. Patrick wrote the song when we were trying out for battle of the bands and but we only tried it out once.

What the fuck do I do now?

Notes

Oh my god don't hate me