Shot Of My Heart

Chapter 5

[Ed Sheerans new shit is making me sob]

I sighed filling out the papers on my desk.

"Yo" Joe said.  I looked up at him as he sat down "How'd it go?"

"Really well" I smiled "I took him out, we laughed, I paid for it all even though he yelled at me about it and tried to sneak his own money on.  And then we went for a walk.  Then I took him home"

"But, you didn't kiss him" he said.  I frowned at him "He called me last night gushing about you, and then he said he just wishes you'd kiss him"

"Every time we're about to one of us pulls away" I said.  He shook his head.

"Y'all are both too scared"

"I'm not scared-!"

"Pete, he came into your life and flipped your world upside down.  You're scared" He said. 

"Okay, so then why's he scared?" I asked.

"Because, you're the first guy to come into his life and treat him the way he deserves to be treated without bad intentions" he said crossing his arms.  My phone buzzed in my pocket.  "Thats probably him"

Patrick: I entered the photo of you in the contest :)

I smiled a little and typed out a reply.

Me: yay!!

"What'd he say?" Joe asked.

"He's entering a photo he took of me in a contest" I said.

"Really?" he asked "He took photos of you?"

"Yeah" I said.

"He must really adore you Pete" He said.  My phone buzzed again.

Patrick: last night was fun

Me: Sorry I didn't call this morning, got called in.  Meet @ flower fields around 5?? I'll bring tacos ;))))

Patrick: yES

I chuckled at his response.

"Pete, if he makes you smile like that, don't let him go" he said.
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I found him playing on his phone on a bench.  His camera was laying next to him.

"Come here often?" I asked sitting next to him.  He smiled and looked at me.  "Tacos" I held up the bag. He happily took the bag from me and opened it up.  He pulled out one of the tacos I'd bought him. 

"You're the best human ever" he kissed my cheek. 

"Actually that'd be you" I said.  He looked around while he bit his taco.  The wind blew his hair back "You're so beautiful Patrick" I said quietly.  He stared at me while he chewed.  He put the taco down.

"I'm not beautiful" He whispered.

"Yes you are" I pressed my hand to his cheek. My thumb ran over his lips "You are"

"I never feel that way, I always feel, disgusting in my own body" he said. 

"You shouldn't" I mumbled.  I ran my thumb over his lips again.  His eyes burned into mine.  I slowly leant in.  He closed his eyes, I knew we wouldn't pull away this time.  I pressed my lips against his kissing him gently.  He kissed me back running his hand down the back of my head.  I pulled away and pressed my forehead against his. "Sorry it took me so damn long to do that"

"Worth it" he whispered.  He kissed me again.
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I came home to Joe Trohman sleeping on my couch. I sighed and sat beside him. I shook him a little bit so he sat up quickly waiting to defend himself. He looked down at me.

"Hey" he said.

"Joe, go home. Make up with Andy. This is getting crazy, you love each other" I said.

"I know we do Pete, but I messed up" He ran his hand through his hair "And Patrick's mad at me, has he talked to you about that?"

"How'd you think I knew you were fighting with Andy?" I asked.

"I don't know what to do" He said.

"You're gonna get up, get in your car, but the man you love some flowers, and go apologize to him. Make it right Joe" He nodded. He called up someone.

"Hey, And? I'm coming home. I need to make this right I love you so much and I'm not losing you. I'm gonna make it right" A tear fell from his eye and he hung up. "I'll see you tomorrow"

"Good luck Joe" I said quietly. He ran from my house.
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"I can't focus!" Patrick yelled.  He threw down the photos in his hand.  I looked up at him from my paperwork as he sat at Joes desk. 

"Whats wrong Patrick?" I asked.  He came in looking upset as hell but told me he was fine.  Now he was freaking out.

"Nothing, I just, I can't focus" he said.  I moved my chair to him and grabbed his hands.  He stared at me with tears in his eyes. 

"You have to talk to me" I said gently.  He stared at the ground sadly.

"I'm fine" he said "I'm just sad, and it's unexplainable why.  I just get sad" He said.

"Do you have depression Patrick?" I asked.  He nodded.

"Yeah, but, I take medicine.  Sometimes it just gets to me" He said.  I rolled closer. 

"Well" I whispered "Would it make you feel better if I told you a secret?"

"Maybe" he said.

"I have depression too, and I think it stops bothering me when I talk to you" I said.  He smiled widely at me.  "There you go"

"I really like you Pete" he said gently.

"I really like you too, but I think I need to ask you something before this goes any further" I pressed my forehead to his "Will you be my boyfriend?"

"Yes" he said smiling.  I pecked his lips and we stayed like that enjoying it.