What A Catch.

Chapter 76

Pov Casey

I wheel myself through the living room. I plant myself in the centre. Patrick enters the room and drops onto the sofa. I nod a hello, he does as well.

"So, what brigs you to this part of the village?" I ask.

"You. To talk, I dont know."

"As you do."

"Hey, youve got a..." He leans forward, towards my stomach.

I lean back, trying to get away from his touch. As he approaches me I start hyperventilating, nobody can hurt me. He touches my stomach, lifting something off it. I flinch so hard that I knock the chair backwards. I scream as it falls backwards, slamming into the floor.

"Casey!" He shouts coming towards me.

"Dont hit me." I squeak.

The adrenaline stops me from hurting so much as my body screams. I cower under my arms, on my back, as Patrick approaches me.

"Dont... Ill do what ever you say. Please." I cry.

"Hey, Case. Its fine. Im not going to hurt you."

I start sobbing as he kneels behind me. He helps my wheelchair up and I look through my fingers at him. He isnt going to punch me. I rub my eyes and attempt to control myself.

"Im sorry. I panicked."

He reaches his hand out to touch my leg. I glare at it.

"Please refrain from doing it though."

He nods, removing his hand.

"Im sorry."

"I just want you to be happy."

He let out a breathy laugh, blushing.

"Do you want to explain what happened today?"

I nod, "lets get it over with."

"Before its too late."

"Its never too late."

"Oh, I can tell you."

"Go on then."

"Make me."

I stop and smile at him, "are you flirting Patrick Stump?"

He spreads a smile at me, "are you flirting Casey I dont know your surname."

"I wont tell it to you."

"Why not."

"I dont like it."

"You will tell me one day."

"Make me." I laugh.

He looks at me weirdly, in thought. Nobody has looked at me like this so I dont know what he is thinking. I catch my breath from moments ago and he smirks at me. I bite on my lip, waiting to see what happens between us.

"I cant believe I cant even touch you." He says quietly and I snigger, "Im sorry, that came out wrong!" He laughs and I join him.

"Even though I know, I probably would still freak out." I frown.

"Dont be sad." He whispers.

"How do you appreciate the good when the bad doesnt exist."

"I dont like people that are sad. I dont like making people sad."

I roll my eyes, "Arent you perfect Patrick Stump."

"Well..."

Pete and Beth run in, hand in hand, followed by Joe and Andy, hand in hand.