The boys nextdoor (a Patty Walters Fan Fiction)

Chapter 39

I wake up at 1 o'clock in the afternoon. I sigh and roll over to see I've received more tweets from people I don't know and a few texts from Patty.
I open twitter first seeing a bunch of people tagging me in tweets with pictures attached.
I tap on only one because they all say pretty much the exact same thing.
"@Skylarsaurus said:
Oh shit..."
Attached is a picture of Patty, with misses Melanie kissing all over him. My face heats with anger and I immediately pick up my phone and call Patty. I'm gripping my phone so hard my knuckles are white.
Patty answers with a cherry tone.
"Hello my love." He says happily.
"Tell what the hell I just see on twitter." I mumble, my voice now sounding sad.

He sighs, making my heart sink a little.
"Melanie came to see us this morning at SITC and the fans thought it was you. So they told he to kiss me. I was shaking my head no but that didn't stop her. So she kissed me. I swear to God I didn't kiss back, I pushed her off! It didn't mean anything!" He says rumbling his words all together at the end.
I sigh and mumble, "I'm gonna kill'er."
"What? Sorry I didn't hear you?" Patty says.
"Nothing." I sigh again.
"Baby you know I love you right? You know I wouldn't hurt you like that. I love you. Only you. And my mum, but that's a different love!" He says cracking jokes. I laugh shaking my head.
"I love you too." I say calmly now. "That makes me wanna fucking snog you right in front of her. " I growl.
"Did you just use the British slang 'snog'?" Patty chuckles.
"Yes." I giggle. Patty laughs loudly.
"Well, I wish I could snog you too." He says. I smile.
"Hey Pat?"
"Yeah babe?"
"How long is a drive to London from the house?"
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A couple hours later, here I am. In London. I'm insane. He would've been home in two days. Jesus Christ help my mentality.

I pull up to the hotel and notice all the screaming girls. I get out of the car and go up to the crowd of boys and girls behind the metal railing. I raise an eyebrow.

"Why are these here?" I chuckle. A girl with big glasses, blue hair, and a nose ring turns to me.

"I know right?! Let us meet our idols!" She screams.

I feel a soft tap on my shoulder making me turn around. A girl around 13 with blond curly hair smiles at me.

"You're new to these events aren't you?" She smiles. Without giving me time to answer she continues, "it's for their safety. Some of these chicks are a little cray!" She giggles. I smile.

"Hey!" Someone shouts. I jump and turn around. "Your Carrie Brandons! Patty's girlfriend!" She shouts. All eyes turn to me.

"I.." If I say yes who knows who would attack me, "oh no! No no! I'm uh... I'm-"

"Miss Brandons." A deep voice echoes, blowing my cover. I turn slowly.

My eyes widen when I'm met face to face with a tall, muscular, bald, man.

"Y-yes?" I stutter, feeling intimidated.
His strait face cracks into a smile. Surprising me.

"Mister Walters is waiting for you in the lobby." He smiles.

"Oh..." I trails off. I can legitimately hear the hearts breaking.

The kind girl with curly hair then turns to me again, "can I get a quick picture?" She asks blushing. I smile.

"Oh. Um. Sure.." I stutter awkward about the strange attention. The security guard goes to protest but I quickly say, "mister Walters can wait."
I snap a quick picture with the kind girl. She smiles brightly and thanks me.

"Oh, it's no problem." I smile.

"Carrie!" A familiar voice shouts. I turn to see Patty staring and smiling brightly.