Ezra Miller one shots/ preferences

Elliot the idiot part 3

I put my hands on the kitchen counter, my breathing is heavy.
Why am I freaking out like this?
Pull yourself together Elliot
I breathe in through my nose and exhale through my mouth.
"Elliot, what happened back there?"
I turn around to see Patrick closing the door between the kitchen and living room, he steps towards me.
I look up at him, and shake my head.
"It doesn't matter Patrick, just please go back to the others- I'll be there in a minute."
He laughs
"yeah, like you think I'll do that"
I run my hands through my hair as I  sit on the counter.
He gets closer to me, until he is practically standing in-between my legs, each of his hands at my sides on the cool marble surface.
"Are you okay?" He asks concerned.
Tears spill down my cheeks as I look at him.
I then ask the question that's been on my mind for a while.
"Why didn't you take the weed?"
Patrick gives a light laugh and barely even has to think of what to say before he does.
"When Sam suggested we play Truth or Dare, I knew someway we would be kissing" he pauses.
"And...?" I add, anticipating his next words.
He giggles "And I didn't want to kiss you because of the weed, I just really wanted to kiss you." 
I'm shocked, although flattered. I think now is the time I confess my attraction.
Even when I am atop my kitchen counter he is somehow taller than me, this makes it a perfect opportunity to look up into his eyes, honestly.
"I have something that needs to be said, please just hear me out- I need to tell you."
He nods.
"Patrick I really like you and I'm scared of just how much and whether it'll ruin what we have already. I have known I've loved you since just before you started dating Brad, I had to force myself to think that he was better for you than I was, that he would make you happier than I ,that I'm not good enough and never will be.
Patrick, all I can ever give you is unconditional love- as you deserve. It's stupid, yes, I'm an idiot- oh just forget it"
I look at my feet and lead myself off, of course he won't like me back!
Patrick looks at me- a warm smile on his face.
He grabs my chin- softly- and our gazes meet for what seems like the first time.
"Let's not forget about it because I like you too, Elliot. Don't you dare say you're not good enough- you are okay?"
I nod my head gently.
His right hand moves to the top of my thigh and his left is placed on my cheek.
Patrick's lips are warm and enticing.
They fit perfectly onto mine.
I feel Patrick relax into it slightly.
I pull away and wrap my arms around his neck.
I feel his hot breathe against my neck as he says
"want to make us official?"
I look up at him "Yes!" I reply.
This feels right.
Being with Patrick.
We were meant to be together.
We drove through that tunnel alone, but we made it out together.

The end.
Part 4?
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-Hannah