Patrick Hockstetter

"Nobody breaks my heart."

*Y/N'S P.O.V.*

A couple of hours passed and I got a message off Patrick that read;

I'll be there within the hour!

It was 10:00 o'clock now, so me and Richie decided to get 'ready'. He stripped to his boxers and I stripped to my underwear, throwing Richie's shirt on over me, he messed up my hair and I did the same for him.

We turned the lights out, opened the window and watched carefully.

A few minutes passed, and Richie scared the shit out of me when he shook me.

"He's here, quick! Get in bed!" He helped me up and we ran to the bed, we both started moaning really loud, trying not to laugh.

Nothing...

We carried on, Richie giggling a few times but covering it with a "Fuck."

All of a sudden, there was a banging on the door. We stopped and I raised my eyebrows at Richie.

"That's him." I said, feeling a bit worried now.

I walked down the stairs, Richie standing in my bedroom doorway.

I opened the door, still wearing my underwear and Richie's shirt.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Patrick said, pushing past me into my house.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, sorry." I smirked.

"Who were you fucking and shit, why are you so hot?"

"It's really none of your fucking business." I said, opening the door, signalling for him to leave.

"Why are you being a bitch and fucking me about like this, doll face?" He questioned.

"Nobody breaks my heart." I simply stated, before closing the door in his face.

I walked upstairs and into my room to see Richie, who had obviously been giggling at the whole situation.

"Has he gone?" Richie whispered.

"No. He's downstairs making us coffee." I smirked, sitting next to him, after turning on the light.

"Shit." Richie panicked, pointing towards the window. Patrick was climbing up the porch roof towards my window.

"Get on top of me, quickly! Kiss my neck." I said, pulling him on top of me. Surprisingly, Richie was really good at the whole hickey thing. I moaned as he held me by my waist with one hand, pinning my arms above my head with his other hand.

"Tozier!" Patrick's voice boomed through my room, before I felt Richie get pulled off me.

"What? I'm not planning on breaking her heart." Richie smirked, standing up.

"Get the fuck out, Patrick." I pointed to the window.

"Just you wait, just you fucking wait until I see you both tomorrow." He warned us both before leaving, back through the window. As soon as we heard him drop onto the floor, we watched him walk away until his silhouette was out of sight.

"I hate to say it, but I have to agree with him." Richie said. I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"Well 1, you are hot as fuck and 2, you are sexually frustrated." He smirked.

"I'm not." I said laying on my stomach on my bed, hiding my face in my pillow.

"Really? Because you were thrusting your hips into mine when I was biting your neck." Richie walked over to the bed.

"Fine, okay. Whatever!" I roll my eyes.

"Well, if you want then maybe I could help you out?" Richie suggested.

"I don't wanna force you into anything." I stated.

"I want to, just as much as the next guy." Richie smiled. I agreed and he started to kiss my neck, sucking and biting certain areas, surely leaving a mark.

I moaned in his hear and he began to run his hands up my thighs.

"The age of 17 and I just got my first blowjob. Not bad." He smiled, kissing my forehead.

"Shut up, loser." I smiled, kissing him.

"Anytime, you know, you want me to help you again. I'll be there." He smiled. Wrapping his arms around my waist. We both fell asleep in each others arms.