Suicide Lane (Patrick Stump Fanfic)

Chapter 3 - Patrick's POV

Ok yes, it's obvious, I like Willow. She probably doesn't like me back, but that doesn't mean I should be rude.

I'm surprised she took my invitation to live with me, it seemed like a long shot.

Right now, I am in the kitchen. Willow is setting up her room still. She actually did bring some furniture.

She shoved it in her suitcase. She brought framed pictures and even a lamp.

It was around one right now.

"So, do you have plans for dinner or do you want to order take out." Really, take out Patrick. There could be other things to say.

"Starting from an hour ago, I don't have any plans."

I laughed a little and smiled, "So take out?"

She nodded and I knocked on the counter.

I ran over to the couch and flopped onto it. She walked over and sat beside me, "Great entrance."

I nodded and smirked like an idiot, "Thanks." She laughed and friendly punched my arm.

I turned on the TV and turned on a movie.

After about half way into it, she started to get tired. She laid onto my stomach and fell asleep.

She hugged my waist. This is amazing. The girl I like is hugging me.

I slowly rested my arm on her back. This is amazing, the girl I like is hugging me. I smiled and started blushing.

Stop blushing, Patrick. She scooted up closer to my head and dug her face in my chest.

I scooted down a little so I was laying completely flat on the couch and she was on top.

I put my arms on top of her and smiled. She looked so cute, also this felt nice. I finally felt, loved.

I've always felt like nothing, my parents never accepted me, I was like plan b, and not that many girls are interested in me.

I just want to kiss her head, I'm going to do it.

I bent my face down and lightly kissed her head. She hugged me a little tighter and I blushed and smiled.

She started to move around even more. I quickly acted like I was asleep.

She lifted her body up a little when she woke up. Then it was still and silent for a moment.

Then I felt the heat of her face on mine and she kissed my cheek. Then she laid back down on my chest.

I opened my eyes and started blushing. I closed my eyes and rubbed my cheeks. I felt her look up at me and then look back at the TV.

She moved a little and I jerked a little and pretended to be waking up. She got off of me and leaned on the other side of the couch.

I opened my eyes and smiled, "Hi." She smiled, "Hi."

I stretched and sat up, I looked at the walls, "I need a clock and posters."

She nodded, "Yeah and why a clock?"

She looked at her hair and I shrugged, "Time I guess."

"I should dye my hair again."

I raised an eyebrow, "You dyed your hair?" She nodded, "Yep, it used to be pastel colors." I nodded and got up.

"Want to get some food? Not like a meal, like a snack."

She shrugged, "Sure."

She got up and we started walking to the main road. The air was crisp and cold. It wasn't as cold as usual though, it felt nice.

She looked at me, "Where are we going?"

"In and Out." She nodded and we turned at the corner. The street lights started to turn on. Jesus, we were in the house for a long time.

We got to the In And Out and went inside after looking at one of the menus outside.

It was warm in the room, it was cozy. We ordered a large fries to split and sat at a booth.

She smirked, "Ninja or Samurai?" I rubbed my chin, "Oh god, hm, I have to say Ninja." She nodded, "Why?"

I smiled, "Stealth. What did you choose?" She smiled, "Ninja, because I love to wear black and ninjas are cooler in general."

I itched the back of my head, "True, true."

They gave us our food and we started eating. She smiled, "The last time I had In And Out fries was when I was 14 and my whore sister got pregnant and she was 16 and she was craving these so I ordered them for myself. That was nine years ago. They still taste the same."

I nodded, "Interesting, I had these a month ago when my friend Pete was hung over and he gave me his keys. So I went through the drive through and ordered food while he was passed out in the back."

She giggled, "So your always watching out for people?" I nodded, "Yeah, it's just a habit. I hate it because people always make me the plan b or savior."

She smiled, "You shouldn't hate it, you saved me."

I smiled and we finished off the fries.

We ordered milk shakes and walked back home. We realized this was the worst decision known to man because the weather dropped 30 degrees and the milk shakes didn't help.

When we got home, we ran inside and I turned on my fake fireplace.

I sat in front of the fire and she went into the kitchen.

"What the hell are you doing."

She ran back over with two blankets and cups of coffee and smiled, "This."

She handed me a cup and a blanket and I wrapped myself in the blanket.

We sat in front of the fire wrapped in blankets, drinking warm coffee. It was romantic, but we didn't take it like that.

We made dumb jokes and ended up spilling coffee on the carpet. When it was getting late, I laid on the carpet.

"I'm tired." She laughed and laid on the carpet as well.

I turned off the fire place with my toe and eventually fell asleep.