Irresistible

Chapter 26

Tori's POV

After pete and Patrick finished their writing session, they left the house to go get us all some dinner. I checked on Declan and Willow and found them still soundly sleeping.

In the quiet of my own home, alone, I went and got my iPod and headphones and started playing Fighter by Christina Aguilera, the first song I danced to in the studio.

Well I, thought I knew you. Thinking, that you were true.

I closed my eyes and remembered the choreography I had made.

But then Wills face flashed before my mind.

"No, Tor. Try this." He said, smiling the smile that made the other girls fall for him. But he didn't want any of them.

I stopped Fighter because I couldn't bear the idea of Will.

I skipped ahead to Immortals by Fall Out Boy, and tried to do the choreography I taught Patrick.

About halfway through the chorus, I missed a step and tripped, then fell because my bad knee gave out.

"I guess I'm not immortal anymore." I muttered.

I stood up slowly and found another song-Fire Starter by Demi Lovato.

There's an S under my clothes. On my chest where nobody else can see. I light up when the doors all close. I am free. Yeah. And I wish I could make my move. I can tell that you're really into me. And I don't got a thing to lose. In my dreams in my dreams yeah.

I'm a badass jumping off a moving train. I'm a Jane Bond putting all them guys to shame. I a wild card and I'm gonna steal your game. You better watch out.

I'm a fire starter. Make your blood run faster. And my hearts like water.

And then I couldn't do it anymore. Flashes of Will catching me after tossing me up into the air, Joey cooking me dinner when I arrived home, and Jamie forcing me to listen to Fall Out Boy because she probably knew I was lying about hating them were all bombarding me, and I couldn't take it.

I was in full scale panic attack, when seconds ago I had been dancing to one of my favorite songs.

I was crying in the floor on my hands and knees, the song still blasting in my ears. My knee hurt, my head was spinning, and I couldn't breathe.

"Tori, baby, breathe. I'm here. I'm here." I heard Patrick saying, wrapping his arms around me and pulling my headphones away. The music was gone and replaced with Patrick's own singing.

"Why can you read me like no one else? I hide behind these words, but I'm coming out. I wish I kept them behind my tongue." He sang softly to me.

I could breathe again but I was still crying. Somewhere, Willow was crying too.

"I need to take care of the baby." I hiccuped.

Patrick held onto me tightly. "Petes taking care of her." He said.

"I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done this." I said.

"Shouldn't have done what?" He asked.

He pulled me to my feet and walked me to our bedroom, sitting me on his lap in the bed.

"I tried to dance-just to see if I still could. But I couldn't without thinking of Will and Joey." I said.

"Oh, baby. I'm sorry. You weren't ready. I shouldn't have suggested it." He said.

"I wanted to be ready." I said, sniffling.

"You will be. You just need a new reason to get back into it." He said. "A new purpose. Maybe even a new partner."

I sighed. "But it takes time, Tori. You've been through more than the majority of people go through in a lifetime. Give yourself some time to get used to being normal again." He told me.

I nodded and tucked my face into his neck.

"I love you, Tori Eaton." He said.

"I love you more, Patrick Stump."