Joetrick Oneshots

Online (part 3/3)

word count: 1,116

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i felt a cold, damp rag being rubbed on my forehead.
"what?" i whisper, confused.

"you blacked out, patrick," mrs. ally told me.
"...wait, why?" i ask.
"well, i introduced you to joe here, and then you blacked out."

"joe? joe trohman?"

"the one and only," i heard another voice say.

i blinked a couple more times and looked around. sure enough, there stood joe trohman in the flesh.
oh god. what was he doing here?! i thought he never wanted to see me again! what is he doing in my school?!

"wait, why are you here?!" i asked joe, a bit too loudly and my voice laced with poison.
i could feel the blood pumping through my veins. i was extremely apoplectic to see him standing in front of me as if he hadn't done a single wrong doing in his life.

"well, uh, i'm starting school here," he replied.
"well duh," i muttered.

"boys calm down. i see it's obvious that you two know each other. class is about to begin. joe, here's your schedule. you have almost every class with patrick, so, patrick i'll need you to help him around. okay?" mrs. ally said.

"okay, mrs. ally," i gritted through my teeth.
"you got it miss ally," joe called out as he walked out the door, leaving me behind.

"it's 'mrs. ally', dear!" was the last thing i heard from her as i got up and scrambled after joe.

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"joe!" i yelled at joe as people scampered out of the school.

"that's my name don't wear it out."

"joe.... what the fuck? what the actual fuck happened?" i asked.

"oh what's that i hear? the bell? gotta go to class. see ya," joe said.

"joe, i swear to fucking god, school is over for the day. we're in the fucking parking lot for god's sake!"

"right.." he whispered.

"joe.... i just- i just want to know why," i said, staring at my shoes, tears forming in my eyes, threatening to fall. i quickly wipe them away, hoping he wouldn't notice.

"patrick, listen, i'd rather we talk about this when we're not in a parking lot. do you want to come over? ma and dad are still at the old home getting the last of the shit," he said.

"me? come over after all this time? damn, i thought you would've told me sooner, y'know. oh wait, you couldn't of, because you never fucking REPLIED TO MY TEXTS!" i yelled.

"i'm sorry; i really am sorry, patrick. just- just let me explain at my house. come on," he said, rubbing his hand on his forehead while walking towards his car.

i texted my mom that i'd be at a friend's house as i followed joe to his car
"i can't believe this," i muttered.

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"so..." i dragged on, "what's with the whole ignoring me for 3 consecutive months?"

"well, uh, ya see...." he fumbled over his words, "hmp. i'm a bit hungry! why don't i get us some food?" he asked, quickly changing the subject as he headed for his door.

"no! no; i won't put up with this any longer! i want to know why my boyfriend decided to tell me he loves me then a week later just suddenly disappears! i want answers, joe," i said while i grabbed his arm, holding him back.

"fine! you want to know the real reason why i 'ignored' you? it's because i was planning to move here to be with you! i told my parents about how there was a 'good schooling system' and lots of 'great colleges' in Illinois! i somehow convinced them to quit their jobs, get new jobs here, buy a new house, and drop me out of school all because i wanted to be with you! i wanted to tell you, but as a compromise for basically changing up our lives, they took up my phone and gave it to sam. and, of course, it was sam who read your texts. patrick, oh god, i so desperately wanted to tell you everything that was going on, i really did, but if i was going to be able to move here, i had to listen to my parents. i was really hoping that you'd understand. now, i expect you to me angry at me. i deserve your anger. but, i did this for you, for our relationship, patrick," joe said.
he closed his eyes, as if trying to magically disappear.

it took me a moment to take all of what he said in. so...he did all of that for me? and i acted like such a dick to him for no reason? oh my god what have i done?!

"i...i didn't- i didn't know. you did all of that for me, for us? oh my god, i'm so sorry, joe! oh my- oh my god i love you so much," i whispered while tears streamed down my cheeks.

i closed the gap between me and joe and hugged him. i held on for dear life; ive waited so long to be able to physically touch joe and now i can. i breathe in his scent, and hug him tighter.

"joe, oh my god, if there any way that you can forgive my shitty behavior and for me freaking the fuck out when i saw you, if you can, please, let me know. i acted like a child, immature. god, i don't deserve you at all," i said.

"no, it's fine, it really is," joe told me, "and i'm pretty sure that i don't deserve you. you're honestly the best thing that's ever happened to me. now, just let me hug you for forever please."

"id much appreciate it if you would"

~

the following weeks went by fast for the two boys.
joe's parents finally moved everything from their old house into the new one.
joe's parents met patrick, and patrick's parents met joe.
both patrick and joe graduated high school. (patrick with honors. joe couldn't have been more proud.)
they both pursued a music degree in college, and they both are now music teachers / compose, write lyrics, and play in a small band in their free time.

joe couldn't of been happier with his life; he finally has the man who he loves by his side almost everyday.

patrick couldn't of been happier with his life either; he had the man who saved his life with him almost everyday.

they live their life how they want. they're ecstatic to spend the rest of their lives together.
they're in love.

and, if they hadn't of met through the internet, well, they don't want to imagine that.

who would?