Wrong Number (Patrick Stump X Reader)

Chapter 3

Patrick: kitten please tell me you can tell me anything Xxxx

Patrick: auto correct again sos

Y/N: i guessed........

Patrick: what's up?

Y/N: people

Patrick: well I believe that these people are just jealous of you xx

Y/N: their not and I'm guessing that's auto correct

Patrick: yeah.........They are jealous though your pretty, cool, smart and have a great sense humour kitten

Y/N: i wish I'm gonna go bed night trick thx for tonight

Patrick: night kitten xx xx

I lay my phone down on my dresser and then walked over to my bed. I really like Patrick like a lot but he's too good for me he's everything I want but can't have. Texting him is the best mistake I ever made.

One year later

"Dave it's over!" I shouted. I couldn't take the abuse any more he hurt me too many times.
"Its not!" Dave shouted back before slapping me across my face. A big bright red mark was on my cheek it stung like hell.
"I'm gonna go out and get some food!" Devon laughed before leaving. I just sat there while my cheek stung and blood ran down my cut arms. I limped upstairs to my room and rang Patrick not hesitating.
"Kitten what's up?" Patrick asked picking the phone up straight away.
"P...pick me up." I stuttered as my tears fell on my arm into the cuts causing them to sting.
"I'll be there in five." Patrick replied before hanging up. Just like he said he was here just under five minutes I opened the door and fell into Patricks arms. He took me to the seat and closed the door for me.
"Why the fuck would he do this?" Patrick muttered.
"Thanks...f....for coming." I weakly smiled. Patrick removed one of his hands off the stirring wheel and intertwined his fingers with mine tightly. I was a mess but Patrick didn't care one bit.
"Kitten I told you to leave him....." Patrick frowned concentrating on the road.
"I t...tried today.." I responded in a shaky voice.
"Oh......Y/N listen you can stay at mine as long as you want...." Patrick smiled weakly trying to cheer me up.
"Thanks... Trick y...you mean everything to me." I smiled.
"Kitten you mean more to me.....you don't understand." Patrick frowned.
"What do you mean?" I asked still with a shaky voice.
"Something you don't feel back." Patrick replied sadly.
"Love?" I questioned looking at him. Patrick sighed. "y....yeah love.... The thing is I've loved you since that day I met you..." Patrick smiled parking up. I looked at Patrick with tears in my eyes I honestly had no words literally no words I felt like I was gonna be sick.
"C....can we please sort my cuts out?" I asked.
After my cuts were sorted out I sat across from him in the kitchen as I played with my fingers.
"I......I" I stuttered.
"What?" Patrick asked awkwardly. I shook my head. I got my phone out and started to text Raven.

Y/N: raven I.....I love Patrick and I need him right now..........he's the one I've wanted through out everything :(

Patrick: baby you can have me

I looked at the message in shock and then Patrick. Patrick looked back at me with a cute smirk. I texted Patrick not Raven.