Patrick: ..Nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for.. (Pt. 2)

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Ok, Nick was clearly shocked at first considering you're dating Patrick. Your anger just seemed to over shadow all your common sense. Nick did eventually kiss back, and down your neck, and you both stood there for a few seconds having a very heated kiss before your phone starts ringing.

"Hello?"

"Oh My Gosh, (Y/N)! I'm so sorry that I wasn't able to make it to the dinner."

"It- It's fine.." You say through your gritted teeth.

"I'll talk to you when you get home, ok?"

"And I'll surely talk to you, too." You hang up.

Nick's just moving slightly side to side. You come up to him and say,

"We'll keep in touch, ok..?"

He nods and asks if you wanted a ride, but you insisted that you'd walk. Nick soon leaves you alone and you start making your way home.

"Did you ever love him,"

"Or did you never want to be alone?"

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Patrick is pacing back and forth as you walk into your house. His eyes avert to you as you step closer to him and he rushed towards you.

"Oh, (Y/N)!" He hugs you, "I'm so, so sorry I didn't call or anything! I was just busy with-"

"It's ok, Patrick.. It was still a fun night..!" You force a smile.

"Oh.. Ok, (Y/N), I'm happy then..!" Patrick says. His eyes seem to advert from you and your neck. You wonder why...

Patrick quickly shuffles his way upstairs and closes the bathroom door. You run up and find the bathroom door locked. You could hear Patrick crying from the other side and wonder,

What'd he find out?

"Pat- Patrick?"

"Don't talk...tal... talk to m..me.."  He stutters out.

"Patrick, what happened-"

"Oh," He cuts off, "Have you looked in the mirror lately?"

Panic rushes through you and you quickly sprawl open your phone's camera. Right there on your neck is a hickey.

Your stomach toes into a knot and stand there flabbergasted for a few seconds.

"Patrick, I-"

"Go on, explain exactly why you did it." He angrily replies coming out of the bathroom.

"I- I was lonely ok? Nick was there and I just took the chance. I didn't mean to hurt you..!"

"Oh, ok. So you didn't mean to hurt me by kissing another guy and have him leave a kickey right on your neck? Seems legit. You do understand I was also lonely, and the only thing that kept me going was knowing that I'd be able to see your face again, but looks like now I don't exactly want to see it. Considering how much guilt it has." Patrick sassily snaps back.

"Look, Patrick, I-"

"Was else is there to possibly explain?" Patrick asked dreadfully.

"N- nothing.." You admit, "but please understand what I had been feeling..!"

"No, I'm sorry. I waited for the moment to be able to see you-"

"What about me having to wait for you to be able to fit me in your schedule! You've left me hanging so many times, Patrick! How long did you think I'd be able to hand it before I'd snap?!"

"You know what, (Y/N), I'm just going to leave right now and you could get your thoughts... Settled." Patrick rushes down the stairs while grabbing his wallet, keys, and guitar.

"Patrick, Babe-"

"Don't call me babe." He says slamming the front door.

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.... Part 3?

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