dempeo/merder oneshots

take my mind off it

Ellen and patrick are best friends. They have been sleeping together for a few weeks but they both agreed to stay friends. They talk to eachother about everything and are always there for eachother.

I walk up to his door, knocking on it. It takes a while but he finally opens it. "Ellen? Are you okay?" He asks. I wipe my eyes. Hes shirtless in only his trousers.

I gasp quietly. "Oh you had your date.. I'm interrupting.. I'm sorry I'll go" I say. "No.. tell me what's wrong" he holds my hands. "I'm sorry I forgot" tears run down my cheeks.

"Ellen.. it's okay.. talk to me.. what's wrong?" He says. "No.. go.. go back inside I'll- I'm gonna.. I've gotta- anyway" I try to pull away. He doesn't let me.

"Ellen.. tell me" he says. "I- its my dad.. he's in hospital and I just-" I start crying uncontrollably. He pulls me into his arms, hugging me tight. I wrap my arms around him, crying into his chest.

"What happened?" He whispers. He strokes my hair with his hand. "He had a heart attack" I say. "I'm sorry.. Is he- have you heard anything?" He asks. "No.. I dont know how he's doing.. my sisters texting me but she doesn't know anything yet" I pull away slowly.

"Come in" he says. "No you have a date.. I dont want-" I say. "Ellen.. it's going terribly anyway.. you'll be saving me.. trust me" he whispers. "Paddy I-" I try to pull away again. "I'm not letting you go home by yourself" he says.

"You're lying.. you wouldn't be shirtless if it was going bad.. you were about to get laid.. or already have" I say. "She spilt wine on my shirt.." he says. I shake my head.

"Baby" he holds my face in his hands. I look into his eyes. He only calls me that when we're being.. not friends. "Come inside" he says. "Are you sure?" I ask. "I'm positive" he says. We walk inside.

"Go up to my room okay? I'll be up in a minute" he puts his hand on the small of my back, leading me to the stairs before walking to the living room. I go up to his room. I sit on his bed, leaning against the headboard.

He walks in a few minutes later. "She's gone.." he sits next to me. "And you brought tequila" I smile small, taking the bottle. "Figure you'd want it.." he says. "I love you" I say. He chuckles softly. I grin.

I open the bottle, taking a few large swigs. I offer him the bottle. He shakes his head. "I should probably keep a clear head.. I'll drive you to the hospital if you hear anything" he says. "I'm getting drunk" I grin. He chuckles softly, running his fingers through my hair. "Okay" he says.

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"I'm sorry for ruining your date" I rest my head on his lap. Tears run down my cheeks. I'm now very drunk. "You didn't el" he runs his fingers through my hair.

"I am having the worst night" I say. "I bet" he says. "Do you think he'll be okay?" I sniffle. "Yes I think so.. I hope so" he strokes my hair gently.

"How was your.. date? Was it really bad?" I ask. "Terrible" he says. "I know you're saying that to make me feel better but.. its kinda working" I say. He chuckles.

"Who did you go out with?" I ask. "Sydney" he says. "I hate Sydney" I say. "You don't know Sydney" he chuckles. "Did anything happen?" I mumble into his thigh.

"Are you jealous?" He says. "No.. yes.. maybe" I mumble. I know he has the biggest, stupidest grin on his face right now. "No.. nothing happened" he rubs my back gently. I smile.

I pull away slowly, sitting up. He looks into my eyes. I lean in, kissing him. He pulls away. "Ellen" he says softly. "I want you" I breathe.

"You're sad-" he says. "So make me feel better.. make me feel good" I climb ontop of him, straddling him.

I kiss him again. He pulls away slowly. "Are you sure?" He whispers. "Please.. I need you" I put my hands on his cheeks, kissing him hungrly.

I moan as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth, flipping us over so he's hovering over me.

"No dirty talk.. no foreplay I just want you inside me" I say. "Okay" he says. We pull off eachothers clothes in a matter of seconds.

I wrap my legs around him. He slides into me. I let out a moan, my head falling back into the pillows.

I let out moans as he starts moving in and out of me. He kisses me hungrly, his tongue exploring my mouth. My nails scrape down his back and I moan against his lips.

My nails dig into his back. "Faster baby" I moan. "Oohhh!! Yessss!! Fucckkk thereeee!!!" I push my face into his shoulder. He speeds up his movements, slamming into me harder.

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We pant out of breath. "God" I breathe. I look at him. He looks at me. We smile.

My phone buzzes. I pick it up quickly. "Hello?" I say. "Hi.. he's okay.. he's good.. he's being discharged in the morning" my sister says. I let out a breath. "Thank god" I say.

"Hes okay" I whisper to patrick. "That's good" he smiles, kissing me softly on the cheek.

"Wh- who are you talking to?" My sister asks. "Oh uh patrick" I say. "You're breathing heavy" she says. "Shut up.. I gotta go.. tell dad I'm glad he's okay and I love him" I say.

"Didn't he have that date that you were so freaked out over tonight?" She asks. I look at him. "Yes" I say. "So.." she says. "I'll talk to you later.. I gotta go" I chuckle.

"Wow you totally ruined their date" she says. "I didn't- shut up" I say. "Whatever.. bye" she chuckles. I roll my eyes, hanging up.

I put my phone down, rolling back over. I cuddle into patrick. "I don't want you dating other people.." I whisper after a few minutes of silence. "Huh?" He says.

"I- I don't.. I dont want you to be with anyone else.. i want to be in a relationship with you" I look into his eyes.

He smiles. "Is that something.. you'd think about-" I say nervously. He cuts me off, kissing me passionately. I moan quietly, running my fingers through his hair. He pulls away slowly, leaving me breathless. "I only want to be with you" he says. I smile.

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