Hopeless

chapter six: finally

[two weeks later]

I woke up the next morning, still happy from what had happened the previous night

"you're beautiful." Patrick smiled, I could feel his breath against my bare back, his thumb resting on my hip bone

I smiled, "I love you."

"I love you, too." he scooted closer to me

my phone rang, "Meaganbear <3" the caller ID read

"Hey, Meag." I answered

"hey, babe. did I wake you?"

"nah, what's up?"

"Pete's doing something with Bronx today so I'm gonna be alone. wanna go to the mall or something?"

I looked at Patrick who was getting dressed

"yeah, sure." I sat up, holding the sheet around me

"okay, cool." she chuckled, "I can pick you up in about fifteen minutes, that cool?"

"yeah, perfect."

"okay, see you then."

"bye." I hung up

"who was that?" Patrick smiled, crawling onto the bed and hovering above me

"Meagan, we're gonna go to the mall."

"okay."

I smiled at him, not really knowing what to say. the last person I had slept with left me alone in the hotel room.

"I had fun last night." Patrick smiled

I giggled, "yeah, me, too."

he kissed me once before standing up and stretching

"I should put clothes on."

"maybe." he smiled

we had moved all of my clothes to *our* room. (I like the sound of that) and moved around the furniture to something we both agreed on

I got dressed, then headed outside when I saw Meagan's car in the driveway

"bye, Pattycakes." I kissed him "I love you."

"bye, beautiful. be safe. I love you, too."

I hopped into the car, "heyyyy" I smiled

"hey." she smiled back

"how're you?" I asked buckling up

"good, how about yourself?"

"pretty good." I bit my lip

"uh oh, someone got laid last night."

"I beg your pardon!" I giggled

"oh my god, I was kidding but you really did!"

I sighed, "yeah."

"wait, why the sigh? what's wrong?"

"just that.. never mind, it's stupid."

"no, come on, what is it? you can talk to me, you know."

"I know."

"then what is it, sweetie?"

"it's just that.. I'm still.. me."

"well, I would hope so. not even the roughest sex can change that."

"Meagan!" I laughed

"sorry." she laughed, "what do you mean by that?"

"just that.. you know, people say that once you sleep with *the one*, you feel beautiful."

"well, yes.. but that's not always true."

"it's not?"

"well, no. people with low self esteem usually don't feel beautiful that easily... are you questioning something?"

"I don't know.. maybe?"

"are you questioning the relationship?"

"I'm questioning Patrick."

she pulled over, "okay, spill the beans."

"well, I mean, on tour there's gonna be millions of gorgeous girls, all prettier than me. most without scars. ones that haven't gone through as much shit as I have. normal ones."

"listen to me, right now. okay listen, yeah there's probably someone out there prettier than you, that's just a given. so far, I haven't met anyone. but listen, I know Patrick. and I know that when he's in love, it takes a *lot* to change his mind. not just a girl with a big rack and a pretty face."

I sighed, "but personality wise, there's so many girls better than me."

"listen.. Pete told me something that Patrick said that Patrick didn't want me telling you, but I'm going to tell you because goddamn it you deserve to know."

"oh god." I quivered "he cheated, didn't he?"

"what? no!" she shook her head, "he said, and I quote, 'if she ever leaves me, I don't know if I'll be able to make it. but she can't know that, because I don't want her to feel guilty when she finds someone better.' and then pete gave him basically the same pep talk that I gave you, minus the rack."

"I don't know, if I find someone with larger racks than Patrick's."

"oh my god." she laughed

"kidding! so he seriously said that?"

"yes, he did."

I sighed, "wow. so like... it's really real?"

she nodded

I smiled big, "okay."

"feel better?"

"loads."

"that reminds me.. I was supposed to do laundry." she laughed

we both laughed pretty hard then she continued to the mall

at the mall we did some small shopping, had some lunch then saw a movie.

also of course took selfies. tons of them.

I loved hanging out with Meagan, she was a lot of fun and I didn't feel insecure around her (surprisingly enough). she was like my sister, and I loved her to death.

A/N

hey guys!

um does anyone even read this fic¿

anyways, if you do, sorry it took so long for an update! (obviously ownership transfer is difficult) I've been so busy! anyways

so yeah. sorry it's a short chapter, but I felt I needed to do something for y'all :)

kk! love you all,

patrickstumpsfedora