Me is back! Ready to see what happens next? Well, if I begin to mention food more than I should then please forgive me for I am very hungry because of a certain someone who is probably reading this right now and is also craving french fries. Anyway, I don't own House of Anubis or any of the characters.

Patricia's POV

He turned around, eyes wide. "What did you say?" He said slowly but clearly.

"I said I still do. I mean, you know, feel something." I pursed my lips and just sat there. "But I know you don't so you, you know, can go leave now."

The tension hung in the air. He could either go over to me or go out the door. Every second that passed was torture. I took a deep breath knowing he was just taking one last look before he walked out the door. I was there to solve a murder, not to fall in love all over again.

To my surprise (and delight), he walked towards me. He sat beside me and my heart fluttered in my chest. "I really am sorry about what I did." He apologized again.

"It doesn't matter." I told him. "What's done is done and you can't go back in time to prevent yourself from doing what you did."

"You're right." He said. Two words that I never usually heard combined when he was speaking to me. "I should never have done it in the first place."

"Why did you?" I asked him the question that haunted me. "You never told me why."

"I-I don't know." It was a naked truth that hurt. "But believe me, I regret ever even meeting the stupid slut. I wanna go back to the way things were before that."

"When we were actually friends." I said softly, just loud enough for him to hear.

He chuckled and I noticed that he had already taken hold of my hand and was drawing circles on it absentmindedly with his thumb which made blood rise up to my cheeks. "We weren't just friends, were we?"

I shook my head. "Much, much more." He looked at me with those icy pale blue eyes that just made him both hard to read yet so easy to figure out.

"If we wanna make this work, we can't let anyone know." I said.

"Why not?" He asked me, his pale blue eyes becoming just a bit harder to read.

"'Cause if they did, then my dad will take me off this case for good. If he thinks that I'm involved with one of the suspects, he'll think my judgement is clouded." I explained to him.

He nodded and squeezed my hand. "And I can't have you leave this place, can I?"

I smirked. "Like you even wanted me here a few hours ago."

"All that matters is that I do now." He caressed my face with the back of his hand. I took a deep breath. We hadn't been that close in 2 years. It felt so nice to be like that again.

Ever so slowly, he leaned in. When his lips brushed mine, there was no going back. He kissed me, something that we didn't go through last time. I felt like a billion fireworks were going off in my head and everything in the world just seemed… right. I kissed back instantly knowing that I wanted to. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he put his hands on my waist.

He gently pulled away. I felt like there was a missing part of my life that was filled by Jerome. During the few seconds of our kiss, I didn't even think of Joy. I was where I wanted to be.

"That was bloody amazing." Were the first words to escape his lips. I laughed and groaned at the thought of him leaving.

"You know I have to. Everyone's gonna think something's going on." He said as he walked to the door.

"Alright, but you need to come back tomorrow morning. Maybe at 5 when everyone's still asleep." I said.

"You do believe me though?" He said before leaving. "Believe what?" I asked him.

"That I didn't kill Mr. Sweet." He said. It took a few seconds to intake the question. I believed Jerome. No doubts. I know Jerome, there's one person he'd never lie to. And that person is me.

I nodded. "I do believe you." He smiled slightly and shut the door to my room.

I let out a sigh and took out my journal to write about the day's events. IT'S A JOURNAL, NOT A DIARY.

When I opened it, a piece of paper fell out. I opened it and my eyes widened. "Come and find me!" And on the back, "Help me!" In a illegible yet unmistakable scrawl that was definitely Joy's.

I'm sorry it's so short guys. But don't worry, more action and romance to come. Some Fabina coming in the next chapter. I need to take a break from Patrome for a chapter. Don't get me wrong though, I love 'em like crazy. And please review this if you LOATHE Jara.

P-lease don't break my already scarred heart
A-nd if you do,

T-he next day will be the worst of my life

R-ip my heart to pieces, go ahead

O-nly when you do will I be truly broken

M-y heart tells me you will never do such a thing

E-nfold me in your sweet loving arms

PATROME!