Author's Note
So I think I figured out a way to make it longer (suspense) that's key. Hope you guys like cliff hangers.
Alex's POV
I get to Patrick's and knock on the door. He doesn't answer. I knock again and still no answer. I begin to worry. I look in the window and see a messy house. I start freaking out. Oh My God!! Patrick! I get the spare key out from under the plant and unlock the door and barge inside. My guard is up. I grab the bat that's hid under the couch.
I look around the house. I see everything all over the floors. It looks like someone broke in. I call out for Patrick and still no answer. I run upstairs to his bedroom. Nothing. He's no where to be seen. I walk back downstairs and to the garage. His car is gone. What happened after I left?
I try calling him again. Each ring felt like an hour. On the third ring he picks up and relief floods through me.
"Hello." he says
"Patrick! Oh my god! where are you?!?"
"I'm in my car on my way to Pete's." he says and my heart drops a little. "are you okay?"
"Yes I'm fine. I'm at the house. I was so worried. It looked like someone had broke in.... I thought..." I sighed " I'm just glad you're okay." I say
"Yeah, I'm fine. What are you doing at the house?" he asks curiously
"I came to check on you. It's been a while since I had talked to you. I wanted to make sure your were okay."
"Yeah, no need to worry. Well, I'm driving right now and it's raining. I'm gonna let you go before I get into a wreck. I'll see you when I get home." he says and hangs up.
Wait did he want me to stay here...
Why? I don't know. I was about to leave then I saw how heavy it was raining. I don't think California has ever experienced a rain storm this bad before. I can't see my car that's only ten feet away. Everything is just a gray blur.
How is Patrick driving in this? I hope he stays safe. I hope he gets to Pete's okay.
I hug myself worried about everything. Why did I come here again? What's the point? Well it's not like I can leave now.
I'd die if I went out in this storm.
I leave the window and walk upstairs to the piano and play whatever song pops in my head first. I play the first chords and realize I'm playing Iris.
Our song.
My fingers play the song effortlessly. My heartaches and slowly I know now that what we had was to good to be true. Everything probably meant nothing now.
Memories flood my mind. How we met. I laugh at the thought. I remember his red face after the awkward moment and then the next day when we bumped into each other at the park. I had to go home and change my shirt because of the coffee he accidentally spilled on me. Out first kiss. It was sweet and loving and soft...
I realize now I was just being ridiculous. I fell to fast and I didn't stop myself. I know I shouldn't have but I did.
Then different memories flooded my mind... I can't. I won't. I shake my head as if I could shake away the images. My still ached. I want them to go away.
I feel my tears run down my cheeks and I watch as they fall down and gently crash against the keys of the piano.
