Miss Missing You (a Patrick Stump fanfiction) (edited)

Chapter 3

Patricks POV

I shut the door to the dressing room behind me. My heart was pounding out of my chest.

Tori.

Tori.

Tori.

I couldn't believe she was here. In a few minutes, she'd be in my arms for the first time in two years. Was I ready for this? Could I touch her, hold her, feeling the way I did right now? God.

I leaned up against the wall. How was I going to do this? How was I supposed to keep my cool? Could I? Should I even try? I replayed the conversation in my head over and over. There was one thing that Tori said that was stuck in my head.

"Cold? You have the nerve to say I'm cold to you?!"

What the hell was she talking about? What the hell did I do to her? She sent me a letter saying she couldn't do the long relationship thing anymore. She ended our relationship. Not me. What right did she have to act like I was the bad guy? It just didnt make any sense. First of all, I'd done nothing to her to deserve this. Second of all, it was so unlike Tori to place blame where there wasn't any. Maybe she'd changed more than her appearance in the past two years. I shook my head. I couldnt keep obsessing over the conversation when I needed to prepare for this dance.

I walked away from the door and back towards the stage. Pete caught up with me in the hall.

"Patrick! What the hell, man?" he asked. I knew what he was talking about. He knew as well as I did that Tori had been lying when we were out by the stage.

I shrugged and fell into step beside him. "I don't know. She's acting weird. I just talked to her." I said. He looked at me with wide eyes.

"Whoa, really? You're a braver man than I, Patrick Stump." He said.

Suddenly the British guy we met outside came into the hall. Jake, I think his name was. He slowed down as he approached us. I didn't like the way he'd possessively held onto Tori. Maybe they were dating, maybe they weren't. I didn't care. Let the girl stand on her own two feet, asshole.

"Patrick!" he exclaimed.

I met his eyes and Pete and I stopped walking. What did he want?

"I just wanted to apologize for Tori's behavior. Sometimes she's just like that. But I swear, you'll never meet a more talented person." He said.

"Good to know." Pete said. If anyone had been as angry at Tori as I'd been, it had been Pete. The two of them were best friends. Seeing her must piss him off as much as it pained me.

Jake's gentle smile faded, and he glared at Pete. "Listen, mate. Don't be rude to her. He talents outdo yours by a land slide, and she could outsmart you in a heartbeat. Don't cross Tori Eaton. I swear you'll regret it." He said.

Was that a fucking threat? All Pete said was "good to know", why was this dude acting like such an ass about it? He clearly had no idea of our relationship with Tori, so why was he being rude? Pete was clearly about to say something, but I dragged him out.

"Just walk away. He's a dick." I said.

I looked back in time to see him slip into Tori's dressing room. Never had I wanted to hit someone so bad. The door shut behind him, and I dragged Pete back to the stage-or he dragged me, I wasnt sure anymore.

Tori's POV

Jake entered my dressing room and shut the door. "I talked to those two guys-Patrick and Pete." He said. I froze. He would know I lied now. He would be mad.