What A Catch.

Chapter 63

Pov Casey

I roll over, letting my hands slump over the bed. I yawn and stretch out, rolling into the centre of the bed.

I hear a laugh from next to me and I sit up, hair falling into my face.

"Huh?" I sigh, I have barely worken up and Im not a morning person.

I look down, almost jumping onto the floor. Patrick Stump is laying in my bed.

"What the fudge." I whisper before realising that I have known him for several months and before remembering about everything that has happened.

I jump out of bed, standing ready to attack. Patrick laughs at me before leaning sideways, propped up by his hand.

"Morning." He says, looking at me weirdly.

I adjust my shorts and vest top, hoping that nothing is on show, before replying "morning?".

We stand a little awkwardly for a moment before I grab some clothes and get ready, rushing off.

I shower quickly, washing my long hair that is now at the bottom of my back.

I sing quietly, just to make sure that nobody hears. I sing Im not okay. It reminds me of Mikey. I havent talked to him in a while. When I left him we were not really talking.

I forget to control my voice as I think, eventually it gets louder and louder. I miss Mikey. I think I am going to text him today.

I climb out the shower and continue to get ready.

Pov Beth

I wake up earlier this time. Early enough that Im still clinging onto Petes chest. I lean my head into his chest, breathing in his scent.

He moans a tired moan, putting his arm around me. I kiss his chest and he laughs quietly.

"Beth." He whispers, half asleep.

"Mhm?" I ask back.

"What time is it darling?"

I look at the clock, its 8.

"Its almost mid day!" I lie.

He sits up suddenly, bringing me with him.

"Oh, shit!" He says under his breath.

"Joking." I whisper, loud enough for him to hear.

"Fuck you Beth." He whispers, lying back down, taking me with him.

"Youre welcome... Youre up now?" I whisper.

His eyes make contact with mine, "Yeah, so?"

I bite my lip and look down. When I look back up he is looking at me with a loving look.

I hug him around the stomach, squeezing tightly.

"Oh god. I love you Beth." He whispers, hugging my head on his chest.

I giggle into his chest.

"How do you think Casey is doing sleeping with Patrick?" Pete asks me, looking down into my eyes.

"Casey might forget... And then, in the morning, she will freak out." I laugh.

"Shame, we probably missed that."

"Yeah."

I cling onto him as he tries to stand up. I eventually get lifted and cling onto his torso as he walks across the room.

"Beth. Get. Off. Me." He groans, pausing with each step.

I refuse to get off, holding on like a koala. He keeps going, hobbling to the bathroom.

He brushes his teeth as I cling onto him, not wanting for him to leave me.

"Beth!" He wines, "Please."

He sticks his bottom lip out at me and I reach my hand out to touch it. I forget that I need to hold on and suddenly Im falling.

I scream as I decend to the ground, not to far as Pete is short. I slam into the floor, pain shooting in my butt.

"Oh shit! Beth are you okay?" He shouts.

"Oh... Yeah... Ill be fine."

He gives me a hand and I gingerly stand up, clicking my back as I straighten it.

Quickly changing I walk outside, attempting to sit on a chair. My butt must be bruised or something because it hurts a lot.

Joe sits down in front of me. He observes my situation.

"Did you- and did he-" He stops himself.

I sit, clueless, for a moment.

"In the butt?" He whispers.

It clicks with me, "NO!" I shout, "of course not."

"Then how come your ass is hurting?"

"I fell off of Pete onto the floor! Wait, that sounds weird... I was getting a piggy back and then I fell off?"

He gives me a suspicious look as other people accumulate at the table.

People are giving me looks. They heard me scream and now my butt is sore. I roll my eyes.

"So, I know that we have been preparing this for ever and it all begins to end today." Brendon says, "we are recording today!"

Everyone gives a mediocre cheer.

"Recording studio ahoy." Dallon says, standing.

We all trundle into the van, it takes us to the studio.

I sit awkwardly in the car seat, uncomfortable.

Pete gives me a look and I wink at him.

I hear Joe huff and say something under his breath.