Though I wasn't really listening. My mind was a hundred miles away from where I sat,but still I was so aware of patrick beside me glancing every few minutes. The window was open, because Pete needed some air. The cold was piercing making my arms wrap tightly around myself to keep me from shivering.
This night was very unexpected. It was like a present on Christmas eve. The wait long but the present, amazing. I licked my lips remembering how Patrick and I kissed on Adam's porch. Remembering how soft and warm his lips were on my quivering ones.
He kissed me like I was a a new found treasure. He kissed me like I was the missing piece on his jigsaw puzzle. He kissed me as if I was the cure for his dying wish, like I was some special.
When we got to Sam's house, she slowly slid off Pete and got out of the car. She gave him a concerned look as Pete moaned.
"Is he gonna be okay?" She asked staring at Pete.
Patrick nodded."He's always like that, maybe his body's used to it."
Sam nodded and said goodbye to us.
We waited until Sam got inside the house before driving off. The ride was silent,except for the radion and the talkative Dj's voice.
By the time we got hom,the porch lights were open which means mom might be home.
Patrick stopped the car and we silently got out. He followed me up to our front door.
"Claire." He called out softly.He heart skipped when he said my name. I turned to face him and was surprised because he was just a few inches from me.
"I don't want you to think that I'm rushing you." He said fidling with his thumb.
"Yeah." I said nodding and looking stupid as I stared up at him.
"But I just want you to know," he started looking up. "that im not like other guys, I'm not lik-"
I silenced him with my fingerbefore he could continue. He was struggling with words. I smiled and nodded. Then I turned, unlocked the door and slid inside but not without giving him another look. He was staring at me slightly smiling before I finally said goodnight.
He nodded and smiled wider turning around to go back to the car.
I closed the door as i heard the car rev up. I smiled sighing to myself. This is the best the best party ever.
I am no the way you think I am
The song kept replaying in my head. It was like Patrick was singing me me a lullaby. A song meant for me. I think I fell asleep smiling.
The weekend passed by in a blur and soon it was Monday morning.
Sam was so different today. For once, she didn't ask why I didn't call her at all this weekend. Her smile was different,too.
And for some reason she couldn't stop talking about Pete.
"Pete called me last night." She said putting her books inde her locker. "We talked till midnight."
I carefully looked at her. "You like him.don't you?" I teased.
She turned pink and suppressed a smile. "No, I don't." She said defensively but it read something else. I snickered.
She obviously does. I wanted to push her into telling but then I spotted Patrick standing just outside our classroom door, waiting. I'm not sure if he was waiting for me, or for soemone else, but I'm pretty sure we don't have this class together.
He looked up and the smile on his face answered the question.
"Hey." He said as I approached him.
"Hey, what're you doing here?" I smiled watching him carefully.
"I just wanted to see you." He smiled grabbing my hand. I smiled back.
But his words meant something different, like he wanted to talk. I waited for him, but allhe did was stare and smile at me, while I smiled back.
Suddenly he leaned closer, wanting to kiss me. I did the same, but more hesistantly. I wasn't sure of what he really wanted to do. But I was sure I wanted to do it.
But before our lips could collide, someone from behind bumped me.
"Ow." i rubbed my forhead as Patrick rubbed his.
I turned, wanting to scream at the person for ruining the almost perfect moment, but realized it was Jake from English class.
"Oh, sorry Claire." He said looking from me to Patrick. "I was in a hurry." He said. I noticed he glanced at Patrick and smirked a little before entering the classroom.
I sighed, irritated and turned back to Ptrick, who was looking smug. "I guess you should probably get to class and I should probably get in." I told him.
He sighed miserably and nodded. He held up his free hand and hesistantly traced his fingers from my cheeks down to my jawline to the lower line of my lips. I felt shivers down my spine.
"See you later, then." He said smiling.
I grinned, "yeah, bye."
I flutered my way to my seat and waited for class to start. Sam who was sitting beside me, was chatting animatedly to her seatmate on her right.
I stared blankly at the board thinking about Patrick, while clutching the right side of my face. A light tap on my shoulder distracted me from my thoughts.
"Hey Claire." I truned to see Jake leaning towards me, grinning.
"Hey Jake." I said happiliy. I wasn't irritated anymore. "What's up?"
Jake is soemone I don't really talk to much, but we share a laugh every now and then. Plus, he invites me to go out a lot of times, but I politely decline. He's one of Adam's friends, that's how I got to know him.
His face was curious. "So, you and Stump together?" he said adjusting his Wilmette high jacket.
The question took me by surprise. Were Patrick and I together? I don't know the answer. I didn't even want to answer. I dont want to start--or end-- anything with him.
Then as if God had heard my pleading, the bell rang. Oh thank goodness.
Morning subjects came slowly. I was too anxious to see Parick again that I barely paid any attention to the lessons.
Finally, after a long morning, Lunch came. I sighed happily as Sam and I made our way to the cafeteria, dodging the chaos that was lunch time.
Joe waved at us calling us over and I saw Patrick look up and smile. My heart raced every step I took closer.
Sam sat beside Joe, I sat beside Sam facing Patrick. He grabbed my hand from the table and started playing with my fingers making me flush.
"How was your morning?" He asked.
"Slow. Yours?"
"Same."
He looked over my shoulder raising an eyebrow. Strange, he seemed irritated. I furrowed my eyebrows at him.
"Jake carter's staring at you." He said annoyed. i followed his gaze and saw Jake quickly looking away.
I shook my head, smiled and directed his gaze back to me. I don't really care about Jake. All I cared for was Patrick sitting here right in front of me. And besides, isn't it a little too early for Patrick to be doing that to other guys?
"Patrick, you look tired." I said concerned at the dark ciclres under his eyes.
"I haven't been sleeping properly." He said shrugging.
"Why?" I asked concerned.
"Iv'e been," he said hesitantly, "thinking."
"About what?" I bit my lip quickly noticing that he didn't want to talk about that matter any further.
"Some things." He said looking sad.
"Oh" Was all I could say.