Far From Here (A Marianas Trench FanFic)

Chapter Sixteen

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Matt just chuckled.

                “I needed to know if he’d take care of you while you’re here. I don’t want another situation like what happened with Alex…” Matt said, and I punched him hard in the ribs.

                “Matthew Ian Webb I could kill you. Josh, get him out of here. NOW.” I screeched, turning on my heel and storming over to my room. I opened the door and was nearly trampled by Ian and Andy. Pete swaggered out with a proud smile.

                “He’s all yours, milady.” Pete bowed, laughing. I arched an eyebrow and pointed to the front door.

                “Go home, and take Andy with you. I am not in the mood to deal with a sex show on my living room floor if Tina shows up.” I jeered and Pete fled with Andy. I walked into my room to find Patrick…asleep. On my bed. In nothing but his boxers. Which was cute, but I knew why Pete was laughing now. I sighed, changed into a tank top and fleece pants, and curled up next to Patrick. I gingerly touched one of the blooming bruises on his jaw, kissed it, and fell asleep. The next morning I was woken up with cameras flashing in my face and I promptly buried my eyes into Patrick’s bare chest.

                “The fuck is going on in here?” Patrick swore sleepily, and yanked the blankets over our heads. This was the point he realized he was in his boxers, in bed, with me. He looked at me worriedly.

                “Did I miss something?” He whispered to me, flinching as I poked a bruise on his arm.

                “No, you were already asleep by the time I got back from chewing Matt’s ass. Pete saw fit to strip you, and I was really just too tired to care.” I whispered back, snuggling in closer to him. He pressed a kiss to my forehead.

                “So you’re not mad at me for fighting him?” Patrick said. I shook my head and kissed him softly.

                “No, I’m not mad at you. I’m mad at him. He had no right to test you like that.” I hissed and Patrick kissed me again. The feel of his lips on mine was nice, something I was coming to adore. With no warning, the blankets were tugged off of us, and the laughter of our friends rang around the room as I screamed in rage. I stood up, placing my hands on my hips and glared hard at Pete and Josh. Josh recognized the look on my face and muttered “Oh, shit,” before running the opposite direction, pulling Pete with him.

                “I AM GOING TO KILL YOU BOYS!!” I screamed, racing after them, not even caring about my pajama-ed state. I caught Josh just before he got to the door, and Pete managed to escape into the hallway. I tickled Josh until he was laughing as hard as I was. Katie staggered out of her room, glaring at us.

                “What the hell are you guys doing up so early in the morning? It’s only, like, eight a.m.” Katie yawned. I sneered down at Josh.

                “I would still be happily sleeping if a certain SOMEONE, actually, TWO SOMEONES, hadn’t decided to wake my ass up!!!” I said, and smacked him in the chest. Josh laughed and tried to get up. I kept my weight balanced across his lower stomach and upper chest, pinning him down with my elbows.

                “Apologize to me and Patrick and I’ll let you up.” I said. Katie looked at me sharply, suddenly more alert.

                “Patrick’s here? When did he get here?” Katie asked, one delicate blonde eyebrow lifting in puzzlement.