My first fanfiction for this story!!! Let me tell you, I just started reading it yesterday, and finished at about 3:30 in the morning. I couldn't put it down!!! So I have to write a fanfiction for it since the sequel doesn't come out until October of next year. Boo! Anyways, hope you like it!! :D
It's two weeks after all the chaos with Jules, and Elliot and such. Elliot is still in the hospital, as I imagined, trying to heal himself up. I personally think he deserves every moment of pain that he endures. But I'm trying to keep my mind off of him now. I need to keep on my mind on more pleasant and good things. Things that make me happy.....Like Patch.
After all the speculation and doubt I had of him before—trying to kill me on multiple occasions, maybe those couple of kisses that had me confused and totally buzzed out at the same time, Dabria-- It's all gone and out of my head. I kiss him without thinking twice and love every second of it. I don't have to lie to myself anymore. He's sacrificed the most important thing he's every wanted—a human body-- for me. Just little old Nora. If he can go through with something that huge, that dramatic....I can pretty much assume he doesn't want to kill me anymore.
But that doesn't mean I don't still watch him carefully when he's making tacos.
He's on his way here now, actually. He comes over every single day, considering he drives me back and forth from school. Yes, we still sit next to each other in biology, secretly holding hands under the desks. I don't get why he still goes, but for some unknown reason he does. I think it's just an excuse to be near me for almost the entire. Not that I mind.
I hear my doorbell ring, and I jump out of bed, already dressed and go answer it. He has on that sly grin of his, showing one shallow dimple. I smile back. He hooks a finger through one of my belt loops and pulls me closer to him, kissing me nice and slow on the lips. My body gets all heated up and feverish like it does whenever I get close to him. I am trying extremely hard to keep my breathing under control and not fainting when he slides his tongue in. I hear myself let out a little moan and yell, No! No! Now he's going to get cocky because he knows he can make moan!, In my head. He pulls back, (smiling arrogantly, of course) and grabs my hand. Well that was an interesting way to say hello.
"What's up?" He says in his deep, husky voice as we walk to the kitchen table.
"Nothing." I reply as I grab my plate off of the counter, already filled with my food and take a seat. I He stares at me the entire time I eat. It doesn't bother me. He looks at me like that a lot of the time, with all that desire in his eyes. It makes my stomach flutter. When I'm done I throw my plate in the sink and sit back down.
"We'd better go."
"We got a few more minutes. Come here," he says, taking my hand from across the table. I stand up and go over to him, sitting towards him on his lap. He runs his hands down the length of my arms then pulls my wrists around his neck. He starts kissing my jawline, my earlobe, my neck, the corner of my mouth, then finally my lips. I get all dizzy and out of it again. I feel his hands massaging my hips and thighs. Instead of doing anything, I just melt into him and kiss back. His hands slide under my shirt on my lower back and I shiver from the tingly feeling that gives me.
I hear three raps on the door and jump.
Sighing, I lift myself off of Patch and go to answer the door. Of course it's the one and only, Vee Sky.
And she looks pissed.
"Where have you been? I've been calling and calling and calling and got no answer from you whatsoever. What were you doing, huh? I see his truck out there and I know he's here and if you two did anything naughty without you telling me you were thinking about it--"
"Vee. Calm it down. Everything is fine. I-I didn't hear my phone ring."
"Yeah, because you were getting frisky with Mr. Patch. Look at your hair! You've ruined it, Patch!"
She shouts, inviting herself in. She stands in front of Patch with her hands on her hips and a glare in her eyes.
"What do you have to say for yourself?"
"I think her hair looks beautiful." He answers, winking at me.
"Sure it does." Vee says sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "And I've lost fifty pounds on the South Beach Diet."
"I thought you were on a colored food diet?"
"Oh, God. Way to go, Nora. You sure do know how to pick em."
"I know." I say proudly, sitting back in his lap. My back to his, this time. He wraps his arms around my stomach and kisses my neck. I start turning red, and Vee makes a vomiting noise, like she's about to throw up.
"Great. Now I'm a third wheel. This is going to be perfect."
The beginning of the school day went by in a blur, up until biology of course. I took my usual seat and looked up at the board. Today's topic: Official Intercourse. We'd been leading up to this moment week after week, day after day. The dreaded day that we finally learn about intercourse has come. Vee, of course is as excited as ever. Me? Not so much. I'm sure Patch is going to do all he can do in my head to distract me with his innuendos. I'm sure he'll have a field day with this one.
I see him walk through the door just as the bell rings then slides in next to me, smiling. I roll my eyes and smile back a little. He gets out his notebook and stretches out, then looks at my hands. My hands are folded on top of my desk, and apparently Patch doesn't like this. He pulls my elbow down and takes my hand, playing with my fingers until Coach is ready to teach something. His head is really close to mine, considering he's slouching and leaning as close as he can in the desk that is way too small for him.
Coach turns towards the class and takes a deep breath.
"Today requires a strong amount of maturity for you all. Today we are discussing the topic of sexual intercourse."
There were a few cheers from the back of the room...or that could just be Patch messing with my head. I look over to him and grins slightly. I roll my eyes and take my hand away from him, crossing my arms. Out of the corner of my eye, he looks kind of sad...and now I feel a little bad. But not that bad.
Please, can I have your hand back Nora? He whispers in my head. It annoys me even further.
If I give you my hand will stay out of my head for the rest of the day?
You know I could just make you change your mind...
You wouldn't dare.
I wouldn't bet my car on that one. It's fun in your head.
I ignore him and try to pay attention throughout the lecture or whatever it is coach is trying to do with this topic today. He's covered everything, from orgasms, ejaculation, blah blah blah. All that sex-like stuff. I can't help but let my mind drift to what doing that kind of stuff with Patch would be like.....then I shut it down immediately, figuring that he might be listening to my head right now.
When the bell rings, I let go of Patch's hand to get my books and stuff together. When we're out in the hallway, he pushes me up to a wall and kisses me right on the mouth, with tons of passion. Then, he whispers,
"I've thought about it too," Then smiles with that one dimple and walks off to his next class.
