Peddie One Shots

Love Locked Up

I felt horrible. KT was comforting me while Amber cried over her Peddie scrapbooks. "I feel so stupid. I just want my weasel back," I cried into KT's shoulder.

I, Patricia Williamson, don't cry, it was breaking my rules but then again dating Eddie broke all my rules as well.

"Trix, he loves you," she reassured me. I had done it again. Eddie said he loved me so I dumped him and ran. He was going to give up. That's twice I've done it just because he loves me. "He knows you love him too," she continued. "Patricia Williamson does not fall in love," I attempted to stick up for myself but I came out as more of a pathetic whimper. "Yeah so crying into my shoulder and saying how you want your weasel back is not in love!" she questioned me.

I loved him. I knew I did. He knew I did. Everyone knew I did. I just couldn't say it out loud.

When I was 13 I liked a boy. He was different from everyone else. He had me going crazy over him, he was the reason I woke up in the morning. My stomach flipped every time he walked past. He played me for a fool. I thought I loved him then I met Eddie and I realised that it was just a stupid crush.

I felt broken. If I felt that way when I got over a stupid crush how would I feel when Eddie got fed up of me? I mean he would sooner or later. I was just plain old Patricia.

"Talk to him," KT encouraged. Amber was in her black dress and veil as she looked over our scrapbooks. "How can I talk to him now? He said he loved me for the second time and for the second time I dumped him. He'll just laugh at me," I protested but I knew that this wasn't the end of it.

"Come with me," she motioned and I stood up. We walked out the house and towards the school. She quickly pushed me in the Janitors closet and locked it from the outside. This was perfect. I sat in there and cried for about half an hour. I sat up abruptly when I heard someone murmuring something outside the door. "KT, I don't see why there's anything in that would change my visions," I heard a familiar American accent grumble.

She had an ulterior motive. She wanted me to be in here. She wanted him to be in here. She wanted us to be together, alone.

Realising that she didn't like him in that way at all was the best thing that ever happened to me. I didn't have to worry about all the time they spent together. He told me she wasn't his type at all. He told me he loved me. I couldn't deal with that.

I heard the door unlock and I scurried behind a shelf unit. "Just go in and you'll see," KT said before I heard the door slam shit and then the lock of the bolt. He sighed and slid down the wall. His head hung low but I knew he was distressed. I could either stay hidden here until KT allows us out or go talk to him and see if he'd could ever give me another chance.

I love him.

My decision was made. I shuffled out and sat down opposite him. He raised his head and looked at me. There was nothing. He was empty. He stared at me, waiting for the argument that I would usually start. "Weasel, I'm sorry," I pleaded as my voice broke. He shrugged his shoulders. "If you don't want to be with me then you don't really have anything to apologise for?" he asked quietly, almost in audible. I groaned inwardly.

"You're such a doofus," I mumbled and he rolled his eyes. Damn, it was so attractive. "I guess I am," he sneered. This all just made me want him ever more. "You know it's been 830 days since we met?" I asked him. He huffed. "830 days since you first called me Yacker. 830 days since I realised you were pretty cute?" I continued nervously.

His ears pricked up at the last part. He cocked his head round to look at me. His eyes bore into mine intendedly. "830 days since I found my soul mate. 830 days since the best thing ever waltzed into my life. 830 days since I found the only person I could ever love," I continued with my new found confidence. He was beginning to smile.

"You love me?" he asked wearily. "Nah, I just give that speech to everyone," I joked but he didn't smile. "Of course I love doofus. If I didn't I'd still be hiding behind that shelf instead of out here prying my way through the awkwardness to see if you could ever give me another chance?"

He looked at me. I chewed my lip nervously. "Yacker? What do you think I'll say?" he asked me. "I have no idea weasel. Maybe you will, maybe you won't," I grumbled.

"Who else is going to tease me senselessly. Who else is going to skip class with me? Who else will I be able to trust with everything? Who else will be able to see the other side of me? Who else will always know how to cheer me up? Who else would I ever dream of being with? Who else will I be able to love with everything I have?"

I looked at him. I shrugged my shoulders. "Like it or not Yacker, it's you and me. Look at us. Most people are happy when they break up but we're sitting here moping about. It's not like there's anyone either of us would have went to. No matter what happens its us till the end," he spoke. I leaned in and kissed him.

My weasel was back.

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Sorry about not uploading yesterday but I've got a serious injury like around my hips so I took these tablets and they were really strong and I feel asleep at like half eight so I didn't finish the one I was writing. I'm in the middle of a Jadekely one but that won't be up for a while since I'm making a really special effort with it. I should have another fluffy Peddie one up tonight though.

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