We Could Be Best Friends But I Want Your Best Friend (Down With Webster Fanfic)

Chapter 9

Pat's POV

"Pat," Jess whispered into my chest. "Are to you ok, Jess?" I asked. "Pat help." She started tossing and turning. Tears fell through her closed eyes. "Jess, wake up," I sat up and took hold of her shoulders. She let out a scream and thrashed around even more. She held her left arm and cried even more. "Jess!" I yelled. She opened her eyes and looked at her arm, loosening her grip and slowly put it down.

"Jess, it was only a dream," I said calmly.

I leaned back on the wall and pulled her on my lap. She still isn't gaining weight. I wrapped my arms around her and stroked her hair as she cried into my chest. It must be 3 in the morning because it's still pitch black outside. She stoped crying and looked at her left arm again. "So you want to talk about it?" I suggested. "No not really," she said quietly.

"You sure?" I asked again.

She nodded and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"You know what I've always wanted to do?" She said sounding better. "What?" I asked. "Get a tattoo... not like somthing gigantic, but on my wrist," she rested her head back on my shoulder as she explained.

"What would you get?" I asked.

"Belive, or faith. I've always wanted Faith tattooed into my wrist."

"Well if you could choose one what would it be?"

"Faith," she replied almost instantly. We both laughed and got back down under the covers. She closed her eyes and moved closer. Her breathing slowed and I knew she was sleeping, smiling as well. It was cute. I closed my eyes and sleep overcame me.

Jessica's POV

I decided to let Pat sleep. He's probably tired after I woke him up at three in the morning. I fell asleep last night but woke up like fifteen minutes ago. It's 7 so Pat probably won't be up for another two or three hours. I'm seriously considering getting that tattoo. Hailey's always wanted one too so maybe she'd get one done with me. The hardest thing to do would be choosing what I want. I'm making a list.

1: Faith

2: Sing Sing (with a little microphone)

3: dragonfly or butterfly

4: DWW (like buckys)

I'll ask Hailey today but if I text her now she'll rip my head off. I also need a new job. I've always wanted to be a singer performing around the world but I don't even like singing infront of Hailey.

I'm alone.

For now.

But...

Pat won't hear me.

"I thought I saw a sign, somewhere between the lines. Maybe it's me, maybe I only see what I want. And I still have you letter, just got caught between, someone I just invented, who I really am and who I've become," I sang.

Come on Jess! You can do better then that. Sing something harder!

"There's a spider on the ceiling ad it's really not appealing... don't mind my screaming." I giggled at my terrible rhyming.

"I've never seen a diamond in the flesh, I cut my teeth on wedding rings, in the movies. And I'm not proud of my address. In a torn up town no post code envy," I smiled looking down at my nails. I really need them professionally done.

"Is Jessica around? I hear her coming down. We could be best friends, but I want your best friend. Is Jessica around?"

Ok I'm done with singing.