Sweetener

Sometimes

[Its the last chapter and you're finally gonna know why Patrick has trust issues, lol what a gr8 story teller I am, 10/10]

"You know what's weird?" Brendon asked.

"Hm?" I asked as I sat on his couch. 

"You usually are so willing to leave a relationship, and with this one, I mean once you did bur you're marrying him" he said.  I smiled a little.  Pete said I needed to spend the night at Brendons to keep the traditions of not seeing each other a thing. 

"Yeah, I never think about leaving.  Ever.  He's got my emotions they're all his" I shrugged "It's scary but I have to grow up eventually" My phone buzzed on the table.  I grabbed it and answered it quickly.

"Hey" I said gently "I miss you"

"I know, I miss you too.  Do you need anything?"

"I'm okay" I said gently.
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I looked out my window after someone knocked on it scaring the life from my body.  I slid it open.

"Pete?" I asked gently.  It was pouring out, and he was soaked.  "Christ you'll get sick"

"You know my immune system is stronger than the average" he said coming inside.  He wiped the water of his face.

"What're you doing here?" I asked "And why didn't you use the front door?"

"I don't know" He admitted "You know how I do impulsive things because of stupid reasons and you call me weird and psycho?"

"Mhm"

"Well I impulsively went for a walk because I was lonely and I needed you there and you can call me insane.  I know it's only a few hours.  But, getting married is huge and you're my support system" he stared at me "I ended up here on my walk.  I have no idea how.  I just, need you" He took a breath after his spew "I'm wet, I'm cold, shivering and an idiot.  But, christ Patrick let me into your bed" He held his arms shivering some more. 

"There's spare clothes in my bag" I said gently.  He turned to it and started to rummage through.  I watched him dress quickly.  He made his way to me and I scooted over so he could fit.  He pulled me against him hugging me ever so tightly.  "I missed you too" I whispered. 

"I know I'm insane" he said.

"No, don't finish it.  You are but you know what?  That's why I love you" I said gently.  He ran his hand through my hair gently. 

"I'm scared to get married" he whispered.

"Me too" I admitted.

"I still want to though" he said.

"Me too" I smiled. "You walked all the way here in the rain to see me because you missed me"

"It was technically an accident" he said.

"I could marry you right now" I said sitting up.

"I'd say lets do it but I spent a lot of money on the wedding" he said.

"I told you not to" I said. He smiled at me.

"You deserve the best" he said gently. I laid myself back down on my fiancé, or husband in a few hours. 

"Peter?" I asked gently.

"Mm?" He mumbled sort of sleepily. 

"Remember the first night we met?  How you told me you love me?" I asked.

"Mhm" he mumbled.

"Was that a line?  Or were you serious?  I know you told me you were serious at the time but-"