Darling You'll Be Okay

Meeting Him

Casey POV

I saw Patrick there, and froze up. I am in the same building, only feet away from Patrick Stump, I mean the Patrick Stump. I just watch him, he's even more handsome in person. Then he sits down, at the table right next to me, I decide I should meet him, I mean he is my idol. 

"Hi, uhm, sorry to bother you, but I'm a huge fan. Do you think I can get a picture?" I ask, god, I'm so awkward. He smiles, and agrees. 

Patrick POV

When I hear a voice, I look up, and see the most beautiful girl that I have seen in my life, telling me that she was a huge fan, I smile, being recognized. She asks if we can take a picture, I say yes, of course. I ask her what her name was. She then tells me her name is Casey, okay that is a beautiful name. When she goes back to her own table, I continue to talk to her, I don't want to miss an opportunity like this.

Casey POV

"Can I ask your name?" he asks me, holy shit, his voice is even more perfect in real life.

"Casey," I tell him,

"Casey, I like that name a lot," he says, I grin widely. Patrick Stump likes my name, oh my god. He gets his drink, and stays at the table. Surprisingly, he keeps the conversation going from our separate tables. Then he invites me to sit with him, I look at him in shock. I walk back to where he's sitting, and pull out the chair that's across from him, and set my bag down on the floor next to me. 

"If you don't mind me asking, what's that bag for?" he asks me, I think of a way to explain it, without him judging me, then I just say it, not caring what he would think,

"I ran away from home, no one there cares about me, they would all be better off with me not living there, and anyway, I should get my own home, I'm 24, and everyone thinks it's weird that I still live at my parents house," I say, looking down at my lap mid-sentence. When I raise my head again, Patrick isn't at his seat anymore, then I feel arms wrapping around me. I smile slightly because Patrick just chose to hug me. I turn towards him, and hug back, trying not to cry on him. He then pulls away, looks at me in the eyes with sympathy. Then he says something unexpected.

"You know, you can stay with me for a while until you find your own place to stay." he says, I look at him in shock, "I-If you want to,  I mean," he quickly stutters out. I smile, and nod my head in agreement,

"Really, you would do that for me?" I ask him, he nods back, "Y-Yeah, that would be great," I say to him smiling. We continue talking, until Patrick decides that we should go to his house. He guides me to his car, it was really nice, and clean, unlike the car I have to share with Carmela. We get to his house, and holy crap it was huge, Patrick acted like it was nothing. He then guides me around the house, and when he stops, he tells me that we were now at the room next to his. It was where I was staying, the guest room. It was painted grey, and had black and white sheets. It was a beautiful room, 

"Are you hungry? I can go make some food, is pasta okay?" he asks me. I smile and nod, he then walks into the kitchen. I sit on my bed, man this is going to be amazing.