I was in a Pason mood. Disclaimer: I do not own House of Anubis.

Patricia POV:

10:00 AM in the morn. I wake up to feel the embrace of his left arm around my body holding me close. My body against his bare chest. Don't worry he had boxers on. I turn to see his face staring into mine. I smiled as he placed his lips softly on my forehead. How did I end up in the arms of my old History teacher? Well it all started. Yesterday around 4 O'clock...

Yesterday 4:00 PM

"What do you mean you are leaving for a cruise tomorrow?" I yelled at my mom as my dad brought bags outside to the cab.

"Well your dad surprised me with a 12 day cruise around Russia for Christmas. But this is the only week that was available." She told ignoring me.

"You are going to leave me here alone?" I yelled.

"There's money on the counter sweety. London's only 15 mins by cab. Call us every night. I love you! See you in 14 days!" She told me exiting the house.

I go over the counter to see $300 dollars. Sweet indeed

What to do? I know! Let's call Joy! Tell her she can come over and we can spend all night watching rom coms. I pick up the house phone and call her cell. It rings and rings till I get an answering machine. "Hello! You have reached Joy! I am away on a ski trip with my family and I won't be back for a week. Leave a message after the BEEP." It says in Joys tone. "Hey Joy it's Patricia! I didn't know you were going on a trip. Hope you have fun. Miss you terribly." I hung up throwing the phone on the floor.

This sucks. Everyone I would go visit is away or too far away for me to go to. I guess I'll be alone these days. Maybe I'll watch some old movies or stuff like that.

Ring Ring Ring. The phone rang vibrating on the floor. Maybe it's Joy! I pick up the phone and answer it, "Hello."

"Hello... Is this the Williamson Residence? I'm looking for a Patricia Williamson." A man replied. His voice sounding very familiar. Like I knew him from somewhere. But where?

"Yes this is Patricia." I replied shyly.

"Patricia! I've been looking for you for ages!" The man yelled making me back away from the phone for a bit. Wait that voice. Jason!

"Jason?" I asked shocked. I haven't seen him in ages. I almost forgot about him. I mean he did betray me. But why was he looking for me.

"Yes it's me. I've been calling every Williamson in the phone book looking for you."

"Really. Why? What happened? I haven't seen you in ages?"

"I quit."

"You what?"

"I quit. Victor had no use for me and was going to fie me because I knew too much so I quit and found a new job closer to my apt in London."

"You live in London?"

"Yeah. I got a job as a history teacher at this all boy's boarding school."

"Cool! So it's your winter break as well? Having fun I suppose?"

"Yeah well it's kind of lonely. All my buds like deserted me this winter."

"Well at least your parents didn't leave for a 12 days cruise and tell you the day they are leaving!"

"Seriously?"

"That just happened. They gave me money. Said their goodbyes and left."

"Wow? Hey if your lonely why don't you come over. I really would like to talk to you about some things."

"Sure! Just give me the address and I will come over in 30!"

We exchanged Numbers and addresses before departing. I can't believe it after all this time. He still remembers me. I remember him. I trusted him and he betrayed me. Why did he betray me? Why did he join the dark side? And why was he trying to contact me? Only one way to find out.

At Jason's APT

Jason POV:

It's 5:00 O'clock she should be here by now. Why was I worried? I mean I really needed to tell her I was sorry for betraying her and tell her why. Well the reason is I have this degenerative illness, which can make me die at any moment. I thought maybe the elixir of life could help me stay alive for her. I didn't know drinking out of the cup could kill her or her friends. I care about her deeply and want her to know. That's another reason I quit. It's frowned upon to like a student. So now, since I quit. She's no longer my student.

DING DONG

"Why are you wet?" I questioned looking at Patricia who was soaked from head to toe.

"I don't know maybe because it's raining!" She bantered back entering my apt.

"Nice place. Small but nice. Good spot too. Right near center of town. High up."

"Well sit. Would you like anything to drink?"

"Do you have a coke?"

"Sure." I told her walking over to the kitchen grabbing her a coke. I then went into my room grabbing an old t-shirt and a towel.

I walk into the living room to see she has already made her place. Lying on the couch.

"Here put this on your shirt looks soaked." I tossed her the shirt and the towel.

"Thanks..." She confessed standing up. I soon realize she was going to undress in front of me. Should I let her? Would it be rude if I stared at her? It was too late my eyes were already locked on those 34 C boobs covered by a black lacy bra. Maybe soon I could unhook to release those beauties. Man they were gorgeous.

I shook my head and sat down on the couch as she sat close to me her hair wrapped in a babushka.

"What do you want to talk about?" She asked ignoring the fact I was drooling over her breasts a few seconds ago.

"Look..." I let out then taking a huge breath before I spill out everything. The only words that come out were "I'm sorry."

She looked at me confused and didn't respond. I guess waiting for me to explain.

"I'm sorry for betraying you and joining the dark side. If I knew you might die I would of never joined. I had my reasons..." I told her quickly.

"What reasons? Why do you need immortality anyway? It's not like you are going to die!" She shouted standing up and walking away.

I give her a sad look letting her know she was right. I am going to die.

"Wait you are going to die! How? Why? Details!" She told running back up to me.

"I have a degenerative illness that can make me die at any time and any moment. So I thought this Elixir of Life could me alive. But once it involved you guys, I wanted out. I didn't want to hurt anyone of you."

"Why didn't you tell me?" She screamed at me grabbing my hands.

"I didn't want you to worry. Or act like this. But that's why I kept trying to find you. I wanted to tell you. I trust you. I never tell a lot of people this you know." I explain to her holding onto her hands tightly.

"Wow... I'm sorry. I should calm down... I mean but you are going to die! What am I going to do?" She cried out burying her tears into my sweater.

"Stay calm. Be brave. I'm going to the doctors for a check-up, since I get one every three months, in a couple days. They will tell me if I've gotten better. Until then. Don't cry." I whispered running my fingers through her hair.

She nodded slowly wrapping her arms around me holding me tightly. I liked this. It felt so nice and real. Perfect.

"You hungry?" I asked her making her laugh.

"Sure. I could use some food."

I ordered Pizza as it delivered I placed it on the small table by the window. We ate the pizza and talked to each other about things. I learned some things about her I didn't know. Her favorite Bands were "Stuck in Your Radio" and "Sick Puppies." She likes the Harry Potter books and hates Twilight. She also has read "The Girl with Dragon Tattoo." She also is obsessed with the movie "The Titanic." I told her about my new school. That I wanted to be a history teacher ever since I was little. I was interested in learning about the Shakespearean age with Nights and Kings of that sort. I even showed her a picture of me when I was little dressed up as Indiana Jones. She laughed at that. I went about my parents who had a cottage in Liverpool. How I would visit every so often to catch them up on things. But one thing stuck with her. I told her I stayed in London because it was the most historical town. With so many mysteries, unfolding there is so much you can learn. I told her about all of these historic old buildings with stories themselves. Turns out, she was very interested what I had to say.

"Really?" She asked.

"Yeah that old house used to be owned by a prostitute." I responded.

"No way. Why would she live in that ugly thing?"

"Well No one expect it. See you didn't expect it."

"Smart. So If I buy a pink house no one would realize I would live in it?"

"They would think Amber would live in it."

"True... true..."

She opens her phone to check the time. 11:00 O'clock. Wow we've been talking for about a few hours. I didn't even realize it.

"Wow we were talking a lot." She stated getting up yawning.

"Well I like talking to you. I like learning new things about you." I responded following her.

"Well... I do too." She looked at her watch one last time and then spoke again, "I should get going. It's late."

Before she could go I grabbed her arm pulling her towards me. She stared into my eyes for a bit while blushing. I didn't want her to go not yet. "Thanks" She whispered trying to look away from my gaze.

"No thank you. I really missed you." I whispered to her stroking her hair.

I placed my hand against her cheek and leant in and kissed her lips softly. Pulling a way she bit her lip staring back into my gaze again.

Soon enough she kissed back but rougher. Soon we were in an all-out make out session. I picked her up as she wrapped her legs around my body and her arms around my neck as her lips were forced onto mine. I soon break off carrying her to my bedroom laying her gently on my bed.

I get on top of her as she rubbed against her hands up my shirt feeling my body. We were both breathing so hard I could hear her heart beat. We've been waiting for this moment.

She took off my sweater and shirt revealing my slightly hair chest. She ran her hands through it then forced her lips upon mine as I crashed my body onto hers. I soon felt my hands reaching up the t-shirt revealing the black lacy bra I saw earlier. I smiled at her as I unhooked the bra. Staring down at those bundles, I saw earlier. They were better than I thought. I cupped them with my hand feeling their roundness. She then smirked and drug her fingers down to the tan khakis I wore that day.

She slid them off revealing my plane white boxers. I kissed her again more passionately to get her to forget I was sliding her jeans off. I press myself close against her. Kissing her more and more till.

She stopped.

"What are we doing?"

"I'm sorry Patricia.." I whispered kissing up her neck.

"No... we shouldn't be doing this." She injected pushing me off of her.

"I'm really sorry Patricia. I didn't know what came over me."

"I better get going now..." She was about to leave before I grabbed he and pulled her back onto the bed kissing her more gently.

"It's late. Just stay here. Cabs are creepy at night. And don't worry we don't have to... You know... If you don't want to."

"Fine." she murmured placing on the shirt I had and crawling under the covers.

"Night..." I whispered to her but she ignored me.

Patricia's POV:

That morning again

And that's how I ended up staring into the most wonderful man in the world. Everything was perfect. Until...

"I like you."

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