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After showing Patrick around my house, we watched like not even half an hour of TV before we came back up to my bedroom and started making out again, but because he wanted to take things slow we stopped every time after like five minutes.
But now It's almost eight PM, which means my brothers will be back in an hour. Shannon texted and told me that she was at Johnny's so I had no idea when she would be home.
Now the two of us were sitting on my bedroom floor across from each other, because I managed to find a pack of cards in the back of one the cupboards, and we had been playing go fish for over an hour.
Annoyingly Patrick had won almost every time, which was the reason for the big grin on his face.
I placed another card down which was a two of hearts, and Patrick's grin only widened as he picked up my two and then he puts down a pack of four twos, four fives, four aces and four tens.
"I win, again." He smirked pointing out the obvious. I huffed dropping my cards on the floor. "I'm not playing anymore." I stood up and laid down on my bed, facing the wall.
"Don't be a sore loser, Del." Patrick laughs, and seconds later I feel his weight sit down beside me on my bed. "You won like three times."
I sit up with a scowl on my face and glare at him. "I won once! and that was only because you let me win."
Patrick stares at me seriously for a few seconds before he bursts out laughing, which only makes me glare at him more. "I hate you."
"No you don't." Patrick grins, resting both hands on my hips. "You can't hate someone you've made out with."
I roll my eyes, "Yeah, I can, and I do."
He stops smiling and sits up pressing a kiss to my lips for a few seconds before he pulls away. "Still hate me?"
I smiled, "You should do that again, it might make me change my mind."
"Gladly." He grins, and presses his lips to mine. It doesn't take long before he's laying back down and I'm on top of him straddling his hips.
His hands roam up and down my legs, as I stop kissing him only to press soft kisses on his neck. I've never done this before but by the sounds he's making, I think I'm doing alright.
From outside I hear a car door slam which makes me pause, and several moments later I hear the front door open and then close.
"Ah fuck." I mutter, sitting up. "Del! It's just me." Shannon calls from downstairs which makes me sigh with relief.
