What If Patrick... (Patrick Stump Imagines)

Don't Let Me Down ~II~

Your head felt so heavy. You thought you couldn't lift it up. So you just kept your eyes closed and yourself still.

You wondered where you are but didn't put much effort. You don't care that much about yourself anymore. You're tired of yourself. You just want to vanish.

Suddenly, you felt a pair of soft lips linger on your forehead, and it was like you were shocked back to life.

Your eyes fluttered open and it felt like it's been ten years since the last time you woke up.

Everything was blinding white which made you panic. It smelled very sanitized. You were in a hospital. Fuck what now?

But who was that person who kissed you in the forehead?

You let your eyes adjust to the lightning of the room and you slowly moved your head to the side and saw a guy's back, yelling for someone while he's holding the door open.

The voice sounded familiar to you but your mind's too scattered to quickly give you names.

You closed your eyes again, hoping that he'd do it again...whoever that guy is.

"Hey, y/n. I'm glad I pulled you back to your consciousness. I hope you don't rip my jaw out once you're strong again. Maybe I could use this as an excuse to kiss you and hold you a little long." The guy spoke sincerely and sweetly. You swore to yourself that he could definitely bring a dead woman's heart back to life just by his words.

"Sooner, you'll be opening your eyes and you won't remember that I stole a kiss from you. I don't know does a kiss in the forehead counts?" He softly chuckled which is really cute. This guy is really cute. Who could it be?

Then slowly, you open your eyed so you can take a good look of his face. Once you finally do, you really don't remember anything. But his deep blue eyes with a little touch of bronze surrounding his pupils definitely knocks the air out of your lungs which made you literally dizzy for a few seconds.

You heard the doors open and you knew it was the doctor and the nurses about to check your vitals.

Why can't you remember this guy? He must be familiar. You must know him well. You feel safe and sound whenever he's aground. You know he have a special place in your heart. Heck that guy owns the whole of your heart.

Why can't I remember you?

"H-hi, princess. How are you doing?" The guy with remarkable blue eyes asked you. Why is he calling me princess? Do I know him that well?

"I'm uh alright. Still breathing, unfortunately." You replied politely. You wanted to remember him badly but your mind doesn't seem to cooperate.

He smiled as he looks at you like you're the only thing that ever mattered ever since the Earth was made.

"Okay, it's a good news that you're awake now. May I ask for your name, sweetheart?" The lady doctor asked sweetly. It made you want to pull her in a tight hug because she seems to be nice. Maybe because she's a doctor and it's part of her job being nice...