Butterflies

Patricia sat on her bed, flipping through a magazine, her mind wandering onto something else, or, more specifically, someone else. Eddie. You would think that now that the mystery was over, Patricia and Eddie would be spending more time together, right?

Wrong.

The truth was that ever since they had found out that Eddie was the Osirion, Patricia had been avoiding him. She didn't mean to, but Nina's words kept finding their way back into her mind.

~Flashback~

"Victor's dead dad spoke to you?" Amber half-asked, half-exclaimed.

"How did I not know about this?" Alfie asked.

After the dance had ended, Nina called a Sibuna meeting to discuss things. Nina, Fabian, Amber, Alfie, and Patricia sat in Nina and Amber's room, talking about the events that had happened just hours before. Nina had suddenly gotten serious, and told everyone about her encounter with Victor Rodenmaar Sr.

"He said that every Chosen One has a protector, an Osirian. Her complete opposite, and together, they must keep the world safe." Nina explained.

~End of flashback~

What if the Chosen One and the Osririan were meant to be? What of this meant Nina and Eddie would get together, ruining both Patricia and Fabian's relationships? Patricia knew that it wasn't likely, as Fabian and Nina were head over heels for each other. As for Eddie, whenever Patricia tried to avoid him, she thought she saw disappointment and sadness creep into his eyes. She'd seen that look before, countless times when Fabian had avoided Joy, and when Patricia had insulted Eddie before theyhad admitted their feeling's for each other. Plus, Nina also said that Rufus was Sara's Osirian, but look how that ended up.

However, Patricia snapped out of her thoughts as she heard a light rapping at her door. "Come in!" she yelled, and none other than the slime ball himself appeared in her doorway, stepping inside her room.

"Hey," Eddie greeted her, and gave a her a side-ways smile.

Patricia glanced up at him, meeting his gaze. "Hey," she said. Eddie walked over and sat at the foot of he bed. "What?" she asked, getting to the point.

"I don't know, it feels like you've just been avoiding me ever since... you know. Are you mad at me for some reason? He responded.

"No, I'm not mad, and I haven't been avoiding you," Patricia half-lied.

Eddie broke out into a smile. "Good. I thought maybe we could hang out, or I don't know, do homework."

Patricia arched her eyebrows at him. "You? Homework? Voluntarily?" she said, only half-teasing.

Eddie smiled at her. "You? Reading? Voluntarily? What is that you're reading anyway?" Eddie asked, acknowledging the magazine on her bed and moving to sit side-by-side with her on the edge of the bed.

"It's a magazine, about upcoming movies," she answered, smiling at Eddie's remark.

"Oh, that explains it," Eddie said, and Patricia playfully shoved him. They laughed. Eddie reached his hand out and intertwined it with hers. This sent tingles up hr body, and even more so when Eddie softly whispered in her ear, his breath hot on her face, "I missed you, Yacker."

Patricia could feel a blush creep up on her cheeks as she stared at their intertwined hands and listened to Eddie admit that he missed her. But, try as she might, she couldn't bring herself to say the words 'I missed you too' to Eddie. It's not that she didn't feel the same way, she totally did, and wanted to tell him that, but Patricia had never been great with the whole 'feelings' thing. In fact, she'd never felt the same way about any other guy before, which made it that much harder to say what she really felt.

She looked up, her eyes meeting Eddie's, sending more shivers down her spine, and before she knew it, Eddie's face was coming closer and closer until his lips crashed onto hers, gentle at first, but then with more lust and desire. His hand left hers as it tangled in her hair, and she felt like she was floating, never wanting to stop, forever sitting there with Eddie, their lips moving in perfect harmony. Eventually, they broke apart, and Patricia looked away, embarrassed.

Eddie moved his hand to her chin, moving her face until she was looking right at him. "Yacker..." Eddie said, letting the word hang in the air, his eyes never leaving Patricia's. "About the whole Osirian thing," he started, bringing up the subject Patricia had been dreading. "I don't know what the 'Osirian' and 'Chosen One' are supposed to do exactly," he said, and once again took his hand in her own, "but I want to make sure it doesn't come in the way of us. You are my Chosen One, my Yacker, and always will be."

Patricia smiled, her heart fluttering. "And you're my Slime Ball. My Weasel," she managed to say.

They both smiled and their lips met yet again, releasing butterflies in their stomachs that longed to be free.

A/N: So this is going to be a collection of Peddie one-shots, all unrelated unless I say otherwise. It would be great of you could review or give me constructive criticism. Also, I'll be more than happy to take requests, so if you have any ideas, any ideas at all, leave it in a review or PM me and I'll write a one-shot based on that!