Fracture

CHAPTER FOURTY SEVEN

*TW: MENTIONS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT*

Song of the chapter

THE LAST TIME; Taylor Swift

"And right before your eyes I'm breaking."

"You break my heart in the blink of an eye."

"This is the last time you tell me I've got it wrong."

❊-♡︎Scarlett♡︎-❊

I had been having a surprisingly good time at the dance. Patrick had even pulled me onto the dance floor and been spinning me around.

I had a few shots of tequila in me and that had helped loosen me up, making it easier for me to dance.

"We are hitting the bathroom," Claire shouted over the music, gesturing to herself and Shannon, "Do you need to go?"

"Nah," I shook my head, "I'm good here."

"Okay, be right back," She grinned grabbing Shannon's hand and walking through the crowd.

Patricks hands were placed on my waist and his groin was pressed against my ass, as he leaned into my ear and mumbled, "I can't keep my hands off you."

"Then don't," I gave him a cheeky grin.

"Your brother is eyeing me like he's going to tear my head off," Patrick sighed, looking towards Gerard.

His eyes were narrowed at Patrick and I shook my head in annoyance.

I mouthed a quick 'fuck off' before turning to face Patrick.

"Thank god you said yes," He smiled, "Or I'd be sulking in the corner watching you dance."

"Consider it charity," I teased, slipping my arms around his neck.

And then with a slight wave of nerves crashing into me, I pushed up on my high heels and kissed him.

It took him a second to kiss me back but when he did I practically melted.

Our lips moved in synch, like we were meant to be kissing.

Like he was made for me.

I felt terrified but exhilarated all at once because I knew it then, I love Patrick Feely.

I still wanted to protect him from my baggage but all I had to do was keep the disturbing parts of me hidden, and we could make it work.

So with a racing heart, I kept kissing him until the thoughts of doubt disappeared from my mind.

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It had been nearly two hours since I had seen Claire head off to the bathroom and I was starting to get worried.

"Have you seen Claire?" I asked Pierce who was dancing in a group of rugby lads.

"Yeah, she was sucking face with Gibsie like twenty minutes ago," He replied and I nodded.

Turning away from the boys, I returned to Patrick.