Umm... Oops? P. 2

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Patrick hadn't come home since he left three weeks ago. He didn't call, text, or anything. You tried calling him everyday since he left, but it always went straight to voicemail. Was Patrick trying to avoid you? But why?

You sat on your couch in front of the tv. Nothing good was on, seeing as how it was noon, and all the normal people were at work. You yourself have been trying to find the right job for you for weeks now, but nothing prevailed. Nothing fit with what you were looking for.

With nothing being on, you just put on the news, not really paying attention to it. Your mind was on Patrick, like it has been.

"Why..." you whispered to your self as you pulled your legs to your chest. You didn't hear the front door open because you were so deep in thought. Not even the foot steps behind you were noticed.

"Why did I leave?" You heard husky, familiar voice behind you. One you haven't heard in weeks, and craved ever so dearly. You whipped your head around to see Patrick standing behind you, with a straight face. He wasn't smiling. His face showed no emotion, and it scared you a little.

"Patrick... I mis-"

"No you didn't. You never cared for me. Why else would you cheat on me? Get impregnated by another man at that? I can't believe you... A-after everything w-we went through... I tho-thought we were happy together" Patrick cried, tears falling down his cheeks, hitting the floor every second.

You stared at him, stunned at his words. Tears were filling your eyes as you shook your head. He couldn't even look at you. He didn't want to look at you. All you could think of was how he got to that conclusion.

" 'Trick... Why would you think I would do that... I can never love another man because I love you so much. I can't look at another man without thinking 'he's not NEARLY as perfect as my Patrick'. Why would you think I cheated on you? I love you with all my soul, 'Trick" you confessed to him.

Tears were coming down at this point, and they wouldn't be stopping anytime soon. You reached your hand out to grab Patrick's hand. He still won't look at you, but he let you grab his hand. His eyes were shut tightly and he gripped your hand.

"Patrick... please stay home. Please believe me. I want you here. Here to raise our child with me. I need you, Patrick. The baby needs you, too.." You told him, trying to get him to look at you. He slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to you. Looking you deep in the eye, he felt a sense of sincerity and security. His grip on your hand loosened and his eyes softened, a grin forming on his face. He pulled you into him for a hug, stroking your hair and burying his head in your neck.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N... I'm sorry I left you like I did. Holy smokes, I should have asked you before I left. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions like I did. I will. I'll be here for you and for our little human. but..." he let go of you, reaching for something in his pocket. He got down on one knee, and opened the velvet box he took out of his pocket. "But I-if you let me... I wanna be here with you f-forever. I love you to Pluto and back. I was planning on doing this before, and all I wish was that there were better circumstances then there are now but, Y/N... Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

You stared down at him, a hand blocking the gasp that wants to come out of your mouth. Speechless, that's what you were. You couldn't speak. You stared straight into his blue eyes and nodded. A huge smile was plastered across his face. He took your hand and put the ring on your finger. He kneeled to your level, and brought you in for a kiss. Before planting his lips on yours, he looked in you eyes and asked for permission.

"Yes, Patrick. You can kiss your fiancé" you giggled before he smiled and connected your lips.

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A/N: Honestly, I had no clue how to really end this one. I just had the idea of him misunderstanding and that's it.

In other news, my ass gym teacher gave me a D- sometime during the semester for wellness, even though I told him my foot has been bothering me for the week. He's also did this one other time, that I won't get into.

Anyway, thanks for reading!

-Dawn (:

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