Disclaimer: I do not own House of Anubis, any of the characters related to it, or any of the lyrics from this poem.

I hate the way you drive my car,

I hate it when you stare…

She liked him.

She liked him, despite the fact that she wanted to hate him. The thing that made it worse was that she couldn't help but keep her guard up; every time he was even close to being nice to her, it freaked her out. And whenever she went to say something nice back to him, it always came out as something mean, or something bitter. She couldn't help it; it was like something that was out of her control. Like an instinct just to keep her walls up and not let him in, as if letting him in would break her in an instant.

But still, she knew that letting him in and telling him how she felt was sort of… inevitable. She always knew it would happen eventually, despite how much he irritated her. Man, did he irritate her.
But that was the thing; he made her tick. He made her feel things. Just by doing the simplest things, like driving her car and staring at her with that ridiculously cute yet sickening, tiny smile; he made her feel stuff. And it made her feel on edge, like it was all out of her control.

/\o\/o/\

"You are not driving my car." Patricia folded her arms over her chest and stared pointedly at Eddie.

"Come on! Just around the school grounds for a bit… I need practice before I take my driver's!"

"No. Absolutely no. That car is new, and I am not risking letting you drive it."

"Come on, Yacker. You're the only student with a car... and I know you hate me and all that stuff, but I wouldn't crash your car as a prank. That'd be taking it too far."

Patricia raised an eyebrow. "Do you even know the meaning of taking it too far?"

Eddie raised his eyebrows at her and held his hand out for the keys, his palm facing the sky. "Come on, Patricia. Please. Just a half hour; I'll be careful, and you can even come with me!"

She snorted. "Not a chance. You'll kill me."

"Actually… it'd sort of be the opposite," he stated.

"What?"

"With you in the car too, I'll be more careful."

She snorted again. "I doubt that."
Patricia was trying to act like she didn't believe him, but she did. As much as she tried to hate him all the time, she knew he was caring deep down. And after the 'wishing for a twin' incident a few weeks beforehand, she knew he had some care – deep down – for her… more so than he had for anyone else.

He held his hand out further and, finally, she gave in, rolling her eyes and handing him the keys.
Grinning excitedly, Eddie ran out the front door and around to the parking spaces at the back of the house. Patricia reluctantly followed.

It took Eddie a few tries to get the car away from the parking space; Patricia was already starting to regret her decision. She didn't know what she'd been thinking when she agreed to this…

"Eddie, it's not that hard," Patricia complained, watching him struggle with the gear stick.

"Says you," Eddie snapped, "You have a car that you can't even drive."

"I can drive it. I just don't have my license yet."

"Yeah, whatever."

Patricia just rolled her eyes, looking out of the passenger window, trying to be the bigger person. She knew he needed practice, and she knew it was just a false start and nothing else. All she needed to do now was bite her tongue to stop herself from saying mean things to him (it was harder than it sounds). Because she did want to help him – really, she did – but it was tricky. It wasn't something she was used to…

Finally, after a few more attempts, Eddie pulled out of the space and on to the road that went around campus.

Patricia's car was small and easy to drive. To her surprise, and despite his false starts, Eddie was actually a really good driver. He was so good that she was surprised he didn't have his license yet. He shifted gear extremely smoothly – you couldn't even feel him doing it – and he drove as if he'd been doing it his whole life. So naturally.

"Told you I wasn't a terrible driver," Eddie smirked smugly to himself.

She rolled her eyes. "You're not amazing…," she said, "…but you're not terrible either."

"Wait… was that a… compliment?" He glanced over at her for a moment, and she rolled her eyes again. Eddie chuckled.

She hated to admit it, but he was good. Better than her, even. And she hated that; she hated how he was a really good driver, and how he drove her car better than she ever could. How he drove her car like he drove her crazy.

After twenty minutes, Eddie drove up a road that led to the top of the school grounds, and it had a slight view of the town in the distance.

"What d'you say we stop here for a bit?" He asked, slowing down.

"What happened to a half hour?"

He raised his eyebrow at her, letting the car come to a stop. "That was only if I was a terrible driver," he grinned proudly, "and I'm not, as recently established by Patricia Williamson herself."

She laughed slightly and rolled her eyes, looking out at the view ahead. The car fell silent for a few moments, and after a while, Patricia started to feel Eddie's eyes on her.

"What are you staring at?" She asked, turning her head to face him.

"Oh, you know… just you and your beauty."

"What?" Patricia had to stop her eyes from widening, and instead she narrowed them.

Eddie answered with a shrug, "just the truth, Yacker."

Patricia rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I hate it when you stare."

"Why?"

"Because it's creepy. And weird."

Eddie laughed slightly. "What? Why is it creepy? You stare at me all the time. And don't pretend you don't, 'cus I see you."

"What? I do not." She folded her arms indignantly and looked out through the windscreen.

"Yes you do," Eddie laughed. "Because you think I'm gorgeous. Right?"

Patricia scoffed, not daring to look at him. "Flattering yourself will get you nowhere."

He shuffled closer in his seat and leaned towards her.

"What are you doing, weasel?" Patricia leaned away from him, frowning, but he just smiled. He didn't answer. She shook her head and leaned back in to her original position, "You're weird."

"So are you."

"Oh, thanks a lot. That's a way to charm a girl, right there."

"So you're saying you want to be charmed by me." He smirked.

Patricia shook her head slowly, confused, and frowned. "What?"

"Come on, Patricia," he said, his voice low now as he leaned forward more. He was only a couple inches away now. "Admit it. You like me."

"Don't flatter yourself, big boy." Patricia tried to sound confident and like she was still on the ball, but her voice was starting to stammer and her comebacks were beginning to fail. He was so close, and she didn't know what to do. She didn't know where to move. It was like she kept coming up with insults to throw at him, but she wasn't even sure why anymore.

Eddie grinned at her frosty response. "I like you too." And before she could argue, Eddie leaned in and kissed her. He kissed her.

Patricia didn't know what to do.

It completely took her by surprise; she wasn't expecting it even one bit.

She'd never been kissed before, and she never expected it to be so perfect. So… easy. So uncomplicated.

She didn't feel as nervous as she'd expected she would, and kissing him back was so obviously the right thing to do in that moment.

He cupped her face with his hand and smiled widely as he pulled away.
Looking her right in the eyes, he said, "I'm lowering my force field."

Patricia glanced back down at his lips, then at his eyes. "Me too."

As much as she hated the way he'd driven her car that day, and the way he was staring; she liked this part. She liked kissing him. Kissing Eddie.

A/N: So I sort of changed the direction of this story in to a slight AU multi-chapter fic. I decided I wanted a sort of running story line throughout, so this is now going to be set sometime around S2, but like I said, it's a little AU so there's no Sibuna (sigh) and of course they get together differently (which you've just read. Obvs.)
Hope that makes sense?

(Random thought: does anyone read these Author's Notes? :p)

Anyway, thank you for reading! I'd really appreciate it if you left a review if you're reading this, just so I can know there's enough people reading. Cus if no ones reading… I don't see much point in carrying on!? If that makes sense too. Reviews make me happy, and I could do with some of that.

For readers of my other stories - updates are coming, but they are taking longer than expected. But do not fear... I'm not giving up on them anytime soon;)

Love you guys, thanks for sharing my Peddie feels.

Love :* xxx