♡Patrick/Henry♡

obsessive henry 🤭

Before you and Henry ever met he was never interested in you and only bullied you.

He saw you walking down the street one day and decided to take his anger out on you.

You had already had enough of dealing with his and everyone else bullshit.

Henry walked right up to you, you only giving him a side glance.

Henry: "Hey slut." He stated while smirking, he knew you hated being called a slut.

You didn't acknowledge him, which pissed him off.

Henry: "I know you hear me, answer me when I talk to you bitch."

You sighed heavily turning towards him

Y/n: "Can I fucking help you?" You asked heavily annoyed.

Henry: "Don't catch a fucking attitude with me, you whore."

That was your last straw, you snapped on bowers not caring who was around.

Y/n: "Last time I check bowers, you didn't run shit. Your just a pathetic excuse of a bully. I mean... you try your hardest to impress daddy knowing fucking well he's never going to love you, nobody could. I can understand if your mother left you, because I DAMN sure wouldn't want to raise, your piss-poor excuse of being a son."

Henry stood there for a second looking shocked by what you said.

You realized what you said and began to walk away, knowing how bad it's going to end for you if you don't.

Henry didn't follow after after, you assumed he was just going to fuck with you during school.

♡The next day

You walked into school forgetting about the whole situation that took place with bowers.

You had to walk past the bowers gang when going to class.

You could feel Henry's eyes burning through your skull, it was making your skin crawl

Everywhere you went you'd see him, it's not like you never saw him before, you just never saw him this much.

You thought this was how he was going to get back at you.

Mentally torture you.

Make you think your going insane, until you can't take it anymore.

But that was not his plan at all... he was studying you. Trying to understand you.

After you left when you snapped on bowers,  it kind of turned him. He then went around to all your friends and began asking them EVERYTHING about you.

He would come to find out your address, you entire schedule for school, where you work, all your hours, every friend you ever had, everyone you've ever dated, and everything there is to know about your family.

He would take pictures of you from outside of your house, he would have Belch drive him to your house and drop him off.

You where on his mind 24/7, he kind of annoyed him thinking about you so much, his obsession with you got so bad, he'd have pictures of you scattered and hung all around his room.

Whenever he was feeling horny, he'd stare at the pictures of you on his wall and jerk off to them, he'd imagine everything he'd want to do to you, and every position he would have you in.

He was trying to build the courage to come and talk to you, when he was about to walk over there he saw another come over and hug you, he didn't think much of it at first since you did have a lot of male friends.

He started to over-think it once the hug was going on for too long. The guy pulled away and pushed a strand of hair out of your face, you smiled and giggled at the guys antics. Henry was fuming.

He wanted to murder the guy for even breathing the same air as you. You already knew about Henry's crush on you.

He kind of made you excited because you never knew if he was there or if he was watching, he was so good at being secretive and sneaky.

Henry rushed over to you and the guy and pulled you over to the janitor closet. He grabbed your face harshly and pulled you closer.

You could pull your heart racing and you were excited for what was about to happen. Henry was analyzing your face.

You were kind of getting nervous for why he was holding you like this.

He didn't say anything, he just grabbed your face, pulled you into a kiss, the kiss was passionate and long awaited. You were kissing back when Henry decided to stick his tongue into your mouth while still kissing you.

He pushed you back into the wall of the janitors closet and placed his hands on your waist, hungrily. Your arms were around his neck and your hands were in his hair.

When he finally pulled back, he looked at you and whispered into your ear.

"Listen here. You're mine. You belong to me, I don't want to see you around ANYONE else."

You only nodded your head,  he gave you on more peck on the lips before leaving.