Life Saviors of the East (FOB Fanfic)

Pizza For Love

"She said she didn't love me anymore." Our eyes grew wide, how was that possible, they were perfect for each other. "What do you mean she didn't love you anymore?" Andy asked while taking a seat next to Patrick.

"I don't know. She just said she didn't love me anymore. I'm not sure what happened, I thought everything was going perfectly." He started to sob again. I couldn't help but feel bad for him, he looked so hurt. The only problem was, I didn't know how to fully help him. So, I just continued to hug him. He hugged me back, tighter than he has. Granted, I've been here for only a few days, but it felt like he was trying to hold on to me. This I didn't mind, it was nice.

"It's going to be okay dad." He looked at me, this is the first time I've called him dad; he smiled. "Thank you sweetheart. I'm sure everything will be."

We all sat there in silence, dad seemed to have finished crying, but you can tell that he was still hurting. I felt bad, his wife just left him, and I'm not sure it's because of me or not.

"Why don't we go out to eat lunch. You know, help get our minds off of everything." We all agreed and decided to go to Pizza Hut, Pete was especially all gun-ho for this idea. Since we were too lazy to go get the pizza ourselves, we decided to do take-out instead of going out. We made Pete do the tedious task of dialing the number and ordering, poor guy.

After a few short minutes, the pizza was here, which made everyone run downstairs. Patrick was a little slower doing so that than the rest of us. Noticing this, I wait by the end of the stairs for him. Smiling, he picks me up and walks over the table where the guys are practically drooling. "Guys, relax. The pizza will still be there in a minutes." Patrick states while putting me down in the process. "Not if Pete eats it while we're not eating." Joe's eyes didn't leave the box from start to end of the sentence.

So, I decided to get them plates, it's for their own good. Once getting the plates, I hand one to everyone and on the count of three, Patrick opens the box and the four swarm for the pizza. For my own safety, I stayed in the corner, waiting for them to finish mauling each other for a slice. After about a minute, they step away from the box, each with an abnormal amount of slices. Then, I wander to the box, only to find that there is no food left. I sigh and make my way to the couch, where they're all sitting watching television. As I sit down Patrick hands me a slice of pizza. "I got one for you." He smiled. "Thanks." I reply taking a bite out of the cheesy goodness.

While we are watching TV, I notice that Patrick looks a little better, he's even laughing. Hopefully, this Patrick can stay for a while.