Is it wrong of me, if I were to say that I'm actually proud of myself for updating, so often? 'Cause I totally am. :D So this will be the last part of the 4 parter. And I have some totally awesome plans for the next few chapters, that will totally rock your worlds. :D Oh! By the way, if you all haven't already, go and get a copy of Atonement. Both book and movie. They are amazing. I'm in love with them right now. ... Plus, in the movie James McAvoy is the star and he's TOTALLY fine. Hehe. Anywho, I'll let you all get to the chapter.
-Brittany
Spotted from across the room, Pete. He saw me too. It was like one of those scenes from a movie. You know where the girl and boy see each other, and do the slow walk towards each other. Once I was inches away from Pete I couldn't help myself. I pulled him in and planted a hot kiss on his lips. It was a great kiss to say the least.
"Wow." Pete said once we both pulled away. "I should leave you alone more often." He smiled.
"Don't even think about it." I smiled, then pulled him back in for another hot kiss.
He pulled away, I frowned. "What?" I asked.
"The guys and I are going to play a few songs in a minute." He told me.
I smiled. "Really? Does that make me your groupie tonight?" I asked him, smirk plastered on my face.
His smile grew wider. "You're my groupie every night babe." This time he pulled me in for the kiss.
Once the kiss broke he smiled. "Stand front row and cheer me on?" He asked, his forehead pressed against mine.
"Of course." I smiled before planting a small kiss on his lips.
Patrick came up to us and cleared his throat. Pete turned around to look at him. "Yes?"
Patrick smiled. "We're ready to go on."
Pete sighed, and looked back at me. "Duty calls."
I smiled. "It sure does." I kissed him once more. I just cannot get enough of him.
"I really have to go now." He said, parting our lips.
"You really do." I smiled.
Patrick once again cleared his throat. "Dude, Pete, you can kiss her later, come on." He chuckled.
Pete sighed again. "Patrick's right. I'll kiss you later." He smiled. "Now, bring you skinny, cute ass front row and cheer me on."
I grinned. "If you insist."
Twenty minutes later, and the lights in the club went down, and the stage lights light up. The guitar riff started, and soon Patrick's voice boomed through the microphone.
And we take sour sips from life's lush lips
And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships
Stomp out this disaster town
You'll put your eyes to the sun and say
"I know You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding"
And we might have started singing just a little soon
We're throwing stones at a glass moon
Pete looked down at me, and grinned wide. I returned the smile and began to shake my hips to the music.
Whoa oh ooh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh ooh, songs for the genuinely cunning
Soon Brooke and Lucas were next to me. Dancing along to the music as well.
And we keep the beat
With your blistered feet
We bullet the words at the mockingbirds, singing
Slept through the weekend, and dreaming
of sinking with the melody of the cliffs of eternity
Got postcards from my former selves saying "How you been?"
We might of said goodbyes just a little soon
(Stomp out of this disaster town)
Robbing Lips, kissing banks
Under this moon
The second verse was over and I could not stop myself from jumping up and down.
Whoa, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa, songs for the genuinely cunning
Whoa, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa, songs for the genuinely cunning
I stopped and looked at Pete after the bridge. I knew what was coming next, and could not wait. Pete looked at me and he knew I knew what was coming, he smiled. He screamed into the microphone and my knees became jello. I loved him when he screamed.
It was icecream headaches and sweet avalanche
When the pearls in our shells got up to dance
You call me a bad tipper of the cradle
But I'm just tired yawns for fawns on hunters lawns
We're the hasbeens of husbands- sharpening the knives of young wives.
Take two years and call me when you're better...
Take tears of mine and find yourself wetter
He screamed the last line and I was almost falling over. His voice had a certain effect on me that could not be explained. He jumped and spun around in the air. Strumming the strings of his bass, he looked at me and smirked.
Whoa, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa, songs for the genuinely cunning
Whoa, we're so miserable and stunning,
Whoa, songs for the genuinely cunning
With the last line of the song sung, and Patrick's voice dying down, Pete began to speak.
"Thank you all for coming out tonight, Peyton and I really hope you all are enjoying your self." He stopped, looked at me and smiled. "Now lets get back to the party!" He cheered.
The crowd of course screamed and cheered at his words. Brooke and Lucas managed to sneak away without me noticing. Now I was left alone, again.
Some one tapped my shoulder, and I hoped it was Pete. I turned around to see Jake.
"Peyton, this is Ashlee. Ashlee, this is Peyton." Jake told us.
I shook her hand and smiled. "Nice to meet you Ashlee. I would introduce you two to Pete, but I haven't seen him since he played." I told him.
And just like it was on que I heard Pete's voice. "I'm right here." He smiled.
"Well, speak of the devil." I joked.
Pete grinned. "Yup, that's me. Here at your service." He joked.
I chuckled. "Pete, this is Jake and his Girlfriend Ashlee. Jake, Ashlee, this is Pete." I told them.
They all shook hands and exchanged 'hi's' then we were left in a awkward silence. A silence that needed to be broken.
"Um, so Jake, how's Jenny doing?" I asked.
He smiled. "She's good. She's been asking where you have been though. She misses her babysitter." He told me.
"Aw. Well you be sure to tell her that I miss her bunches." I told him.
He smiled. " I sure will." He looked at Ashlee, who looked bored. "Well, I think we should get going. My parents said they'd only watch Jenny until mid-night, and its almost that time."
I pulled Jake into a hug "Alright. Well it was good seeing you. And remember to give Jenny a kiss for me."
"I will Peyton." He told me. He shook Pete's hand. "It was nice meeting you."
Pete smiled. "Yeah you too man."
"See you guys around." Jake said before leaving.
"Yeah, see you."
Ah, home sweet home. The party finally died down, just after 5am. Pete and I had to stay and thank every last person for coming to our party, and that lasted a good hour, so now its 6am, and we're just returning home. Needless to say, its been a long night. But a pretty good one at that. I mean, sure I didn't see Pete all that much, but when we were together tonight, it was a blast. One of my best nights yet.
"I can not wait to get out of this costume." I said as we entered the front door.
Pete smirked. "Yeah, I think you might need some help with that."
I laughed. "Dude, its like 6am, I'm far to tired for you to be 'helping' me out of anything."
Pete walked into the living room and slumped into the couch, which Hemmy was laying on. "Fine." He had already decided to give up on his attempt for some lovin'. "Did you rent or buy that costume?" His smirk returned.
I chuckled. "I bought it." I told him, as I took of my heels. I plopped down next to him, but soon realized there was hardly any room for me because of his costume. "Babe, are you going to take that off?" I asked.
"Oh, I see how it is. I can't help you out of yours but you want me out of mine!" He joked. "You know what? I think I'm going to sleep in it." He told me.
I got up. "Sleep in it all you want. You'll just be sleeping alone."
He stood up. "Alright, I'll take it off." He grinned.
"Knew you would" I smiled.
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'Stupid freaking sun.' was the first thing I thought when I woke up. It was shinning into the room, and woke me up. I just wanted to sleep in.
"We need to get darker drapes." Pete said in a groggy voice.
"Agreed." I managed to spit out. I was so tired, I don't know how I had enough energy to think.
"What time is it?" Pete asked me.
I groaned. "You think I want to open my eyes and look?" I asked him.
"No. But your closer to the clock." He said.
"Uh. Fine." I rolled over slightly and saw that it was already 2pm. "Its 2 in the afternoon."
"Waking up at nine in the afternoon, eyes are the size of the moon." Pete began to sing.
I could not help but laugh. "You are such a dork."