Our Song
Chapter One
Couple: Peddie (Patricia/Eddie)
Song: One Thing by One Direction
Note: This takes place before Patricia and Eddie are together, when their force-fields are still guarding them. A big thank-you to PeddieForever for beta-reading this!
A million sparks shot off in Eddie's head when he spotted Patricia Williamson, the girl he loved to hate, sitting in one of the comfy chairs in the drama room. Her attention was focused on the laptop that sat upon her lap, her fingers clicking hastily on the small keys. Smirking, Eddie swaggered over to her area. To most people, he most likely looked confident and charming. But on the inside, his heart was beating as fast as a galloping horse.
I've tried playing it cool
But when I'm looking at you
I can't ever be brave
'Cause you make my heart race
He plopped down next to her, pulling his bag off from around his shoulders and lightly tossed it on the ground below him. Patricia's eyes flickered over to where he sat, and a scowl instantly spread across her face. He mimicked her look, and smiled smugly when she rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"What do you want, weasel?" Patricia sneered, clamping her laptop shut and eyeing him with a look of determination in her eyes, like she was challenging him. He scoffed and opened his mouth to reply, but instead found himself getting lost in her hypnotizing sea-green orbs. Those eyes that could captivate anyone's attention, which they were clearly doing to him.
"Hello?" She snapped her fingers right in his face, jerking him back into reality. "Welcome back, slime-ball," Patricia teased as Eddie rapidly blinked, his senses coming back into focus. He was back in real life, where Patricia hated him and he was supposed to hate her. But he didn't.
Shot me out of the sky
You're my kryptonite
You keep making me weak
Yeah, frozen and can't breathe
"Sorry," Eddie uttered quickly, not even realizing what he had said until Patricia let out an overdramatic gasp.
"Did the weasel just apologize?" Patricia asked in mock-disbelief.
Eddie gave her a look, his eyebrows raised, "Oh, ha-ha," he said dryly, and Patricia smirked. But the amused look wiped off her face within seconds, replaced with a serious expression.
"Seriously, what do you want?"
"A one-way ticket back home," Eddie lied. Sure, he had wanted to go home as soon as he had arrived here, but then; he met Patricia.
"You and me both," Patricia agreed, clearly joking. Eddie forced a smile, her words oddly stinging him in an uncomfortable way. Patricia turned on her laptop again, a heavy silence drifting over them.
What he really wanted was a chance to muster up the courage to tell Patricia how he truly felt, a chance to lower her force field and see how she really felt about him. Because right now, he wasn't so sure whether she felt the same way or not.
Something's gotta give now
'Cause I'm dying just to make you see
That I need you here with me now
'Cause you've got that one thing
Eddie watched her type, his hands resting on his lap while thoughts pondered through his mind.
Tell her!
No, don't tell her! You'll look like a fool.
You'll never know if you don't try.
She'll never lower her force field, just let it go.
He was tired of having all of these unsaid thoughts and emotions boiling inside of him. He needed to get her out of his head—but he couldn't. He couldn't stop falling for her. Every day, his feelings grew stronger and every day, it got that much harder to tell her. He knew he should just give up, but there was one thing about her that kept drawing him back.
So, get out, get out get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you've got that one thing
Eddie took a deep breath, "Yacker," he said, breaking the silence. Patricia looked up, slightly irritated that he was once again interrupting her.
"What?" She asked exasperatedly, her eyes gluing back onto the computer screen. Eddie huffed at her pathetic attempt of paying attention, and roughly slammed her laptop closed, picked it up and sat it down behind him.
"Hey!" Patricia whined, glaring coldly at him. "What'd you do that for?" Her hands pried over him to get back her laptop, but he firmly took them in his grasp, placing them back at her side.
"Let go of me, you freak!" Patricia snapped, and Eddie chuckled, letting go quickly.
"Jeez, calm down!" Eddie advised playfully, earning a nasty look from the infuriated redhead. "And I did that because I need to tell you something. Something important."
"Okay, but if you do something like that again, you will suffer," Patricia threatened.
"I'm terrified," Eddie scoffed. "Anyway, Patricia, I—"
Just then, Nina, Amber, Fabian and Alfie came scurrying into the room, looks of grim and solemn plastered across their faces.
"Patricia, we need you. Now!" Nina commanded, and Patricia abruptly stood, stretching around Eddie to grab her laptop. Stuffing it inside her bag, she turned to Eddie. "Can this wait? We can talk later..."
"Whatever, Yacker," Eddie cut her off curtly. Patricia eyed Eddie reluctantly, torn between what to do: stay or leave.
"Trixie, come on," Alfie urged, tugging on her arm. She gave Eddie one last look and turned on her heel, vanishing out of the room behind her friends.
Now I'm climbing the walls
But you don't notice at all
That I'm going out of my mind
All day and all night
Eddie watched her leave as he always did, this time with a disappointed frown on his face. Of course, just when he was telling himself, Yes; go for it, fate always jumped in, saying, No, not yet. He had tried so hard to tell her, but she hadn't noticed. Not one bit. She always had to go with them, doing whatever it was they did in secret and he was growing annoyed with that.
Sighing heavily, he got up and left the room, striding down the hallway and exited the school. It was free period, not that he cared if he missed a class or two. He was going to find wherever Patricia had wandered off to and tell her. He needed to get his fantasy out of his head and make it his reality.
Something's gotta give now
'Cause I'm dying just to know your name
And I need you here in my life
'Cause you've got that one thing
A good ten minutes later, Eddie arrived at Anubis House. Just as he turned the knob, he could hear footsteps clomping up a staircase, followed by muffled voices. Eddie quickly pushed the door open and entered the house at the exact moment the door to the cellar opened and out walked Patricia, followed by Nina, Fabian, Amber and Alfie.
"Okay, let's come back tomorrow and—" Nina abruptly stopped talking, her eyes set steadily on Eddie, widened in shock.
"W-what are you doing here?" she squeaked, as they fidgeted with their positions to make it look as though they had been standing there the entire time. But Eddie knew they hadn't been.
"I live here," quipped Eddie, putting on his infamous smirk. Nina shifted awkwardly on her feet, looking very uncomfortable with the situation.
Fabian cleared this throat. "Hey, Alfie, why don't we go... look at photos of aliens!" He dragged a baffled Alfie down the hallway, incoherent mutters of, "I thought you didn't believe in aliens", as the creaking of an opening door could be heard, followed by a forceful slam.
Nina and Amber exchanged a look. "Ambs, let's go..."
"Count my shoes!" finished Amber, pulling a sour-looking Nina's arm as they scrambled up the stairs. Eddie merely shook his head and smirked at the terrible attempts of lies.
"And then there were two..." Eddie muttered under his breath, chuckling. He then looked up to find Patricia ready to follow the eager blonde and disinterested honey-brunette.
So get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you've got that one thing
"Patricia, wait!" he called.
Patricia halted and turned to Eddie with that annoyed look that still made her irresistible to him. That look he could never get out of his head.
So get out, get out, get out of my mind
And come on, come into my life
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you've got that one thing
You've got that one thing
"Can we talk now?"
She heaved out a deep, aggravated sigh, but shuffled towards him until she was only a few feet away.
"Fine." Patricia crossed her arms and stared straight at him, shifting her weight onto one foot. "What did want to tell me?"
Get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
Eddie took a deep breath. "It's not easy for me to say this, but... I like you, Patricia. I really do. I only act like I hate you because I didn't want you to know my true feelings. But now... I'm ready. And I just need to know if you are too."
Patricia sighed, her head lowered towards the floor. Eddie stared at her, desperate for an answer. Several more seconds went by, and Patricia still hadn't responded. Eddie's heart sank. She didn't like him back.
"Okay, fine, I get it. You don't feel the same way," Eddie said, the definite pain in his tone slicing through the air like knifes. "You know, it was really hard for me to tell you how I felt, and then you don't even respond? Real mature—"
So get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you've got that one thing
Just as he was about to throw an insult in her face, a soft pair of warm lips collided with his, as a pair of arms snaked around his neck. Shocked, Eddie stood there; paralyzed. He was so caught up in the moment that he didn't know what to do. Eventually, his senses overcame him and he closed his eyes, and began to kiss her back, his arms fitting perfectly around her sides. Their lips moved in rhythm, all of their bottled up feeling inside escaping in the passionate embrace. They stood like that for several more seconds, until their lungs began to burn for air, and they slowly pulled apart.
"Does that answer your question?" Patricia whispered.
Get out, get out, get out of my mind
And come on, come into my life
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you've got that one thing
Eddie merely grinned, and she smiled back. They leaned back in, and their lips met once again. Eddie couldn't even describe how happy he was, kissing Patricia. The girl he loved to hate, and hated to love. Patricia had that one thing, one very special thing, which was so different from any other girl Eddie had ever met. And Eddie was determined to never let her go.
A/N: Thanks so much for reading this; I really hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I feel like I dragged it on, but if I took out some of the detail and dialogue I would then feel like I didn't have enough description and rushed it. Let me know what your thoughts were, I'm appreciative of both praises and criticism (as long as it's constructive.)
Just a quick notice, I don't have a schedule for writing new chapters/stories. I write whenever good ideas pop into my head, and it just goes on from there until I've completed the chapter/story and I'm satisfied with it. Sometimes that process can take a few days, sometimes a few weeks.
Next up: Fabina, Amfie or Jara? Tell me in a review!
~Lyds