Don't Tell

Chapter 7: When It Rains It Pours

Patrick's pov ((2 weeks later))

"Shut the fuck up, Wentz!" Carly spat at Pete. He was rambling about he's never seen us kiss and that we should kiss and prove ourselves to him.

"Not until you two smooch."

"You want us to kiss?" I spat, "Fine," I leaned over and pecked her lips.

"A real kiss, dumbass."

"Fine!" We screamed simultaneously.

She looked at me. I looked at her. We leaned in and I could feel the three smirks burning into my brain as my lips connected with Carly's. She smiled against my lips as did I.

She leaned back and glared at Pete. "Happy now, little fucker?"

"Very."

Andy was smiling widely. "Finally,"

"What?" Carly and I asked at the same time.

"Carly is happy."

"Shut up!" She laughed.

"No! You're happy and you guys are literally the same person!" He laughed back.

"No we aren't!" There we go again saying the exact same thing. "Stop that!"

"Suuuurrrrreeeee," Joe chuckled.

"We aren't!" Carly pouted.

I laughed and put my arm around her. She sank into my embrace. Her hair tickled my arm as she shifted.

Pete looked at us and then Andy. Andy nodded and Pete seemed to relax.

"Andy, you aren't going to stop me from falling in love, so why not have it be someone who you trust?" Carly asked. She knew what that was about, I guess.

"I worry about you."

I glanced at Pete. Did he tell Andy?

I stood up and Carly gave me a look. It's 11 at nights and I'm pretty sure all of us are drunk. All except Carly. Although, she is pretty delusional on Mountain Dew.

"I'm tired," I really wasn't. "Night,"

"Night 'Trick." Everyone yawned.

I walked back to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I then walked back to my room and pulled on some sweatpants and a t shirt.n

I climbed into bed and laid there. To me, there was nothing around me. Just me, and my bed.

There was a knocking at my door, "Patrick?" It was Carly. "Patrick, I know you're not asleep."

I stood up and opened the door. "How do you know me so well?"

"I'm not supposed to?"

"How did you know I wasn't asleep?"

"You snore,"

"She's right!" Pete yelled from his room.

"Who asked you?!" I yelled across the hall to his closed door.

"No one. I just like annoying you," He yelled back.

"Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III Go to sleep and stay out of this!" Carly yelled.

She gave me a look. "Can I come in?"

She ran in and plopped on my bed. She began to sob into my pillow.

I ran to her side and rubbed her back. "Hey, Hey, Shhhh, Shhhh, Shhhh. Carly, what's wrong?"

She just stayed in the same position. "Carly, Look at me."

She looked up. "It's him."

"What do you mean? The guy?"

"Yes. He sent me a text and I'm scared. I'm so scared, Patrick. Help me." She cried.

"Let me see the text." I blurted out.

She shook her head.

"Let. Me. See. The. Text."

She reluctantly handed her phone to me. My heart dropped to the floor as I read the text from 'Aaron'

Hello, Carly. It's Aaron. Remember that night? That unforgettable night? Remember 2 weeks ago when I said I wasn't done with you? I wasn't lying. I'm coming for you. You and your no good, idiotic, depressed boyfriend. I think you have about three hours to prepare yourselves.
-Aaron. (I think you knew that)

"I won't let him hurt you" I said, pulling her closer to me.

"Patrick, I'm scared. I'm scared of what he'll do to you. The one thing that scares me more than anything is losing you."

"I don't care what he does to me. I don't care if he tears me apart limb by limb and let's me bleed to death. As long as you're safe."

"But YOU CANT! THERES NO WAY TO BEAT HIM!"

"I beat him once"

"He was unprepared."

She had a point. There was no way to beat him in his own environment.

"You need to tell Andy,"

"Tell me what?" Andy was standing in the doorway.

----A/N----

My God it's been long I'm sorry I LOVE YOU AND BARE WITH ME BC ITS CHRISTMAS BREAK WHICH MEANS ILL BE BORED!!!!"

I love you my carcrashovercastyoungbloods

-Emily aka foblvr