Chapter Twenty-Two: When She Misses You

A/N: Oh my God you guys! I can't believe we've hit over the 100 mark. You have all made this story worthwhile, and I can't tell you how much it means to me. And, don't worry I haven't forgotten you all individually :) I'm going to have a long (most-likely boring) end chapter that will consists of me spilling out my eternity of thanks to you all personally. I love you all so much!

Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis

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When she misses you...

"Yes dear?" By the tone of Eddie's voice, Patricia could tell he was not only clearly annoyed, but extremely tired too.

"Oh crap, sorry – it's like three in the morning over there, isn't it?"

"Four, but whatever." Eddie sighed from the other side of the phone. "So, what's up?"

"I just called to say hi," Patricia explained shyly. Eddie found himself grinning widely.

"Who's the sap now?" He teased.

"Still you, doofus." Patricia shot back.

"Yeah, so what's up?" Eddie rubbed his eyes tiredly, and got out of his bed. He shuffled downstairs, keeping his phone pressed against his ear.

"How many days?" Patricia's simple question was just enough for Eddie to understand, she had been asking this for the past two and a half months.

"13, the luckiest number ever." Eddie replied sarcastically as he fished through his kitchen fridge for food.

"It's my lucky number right now." Patricia felt her cheeks burn, immediately making her drop her gaze to the floor, even though she was London and he was in New Jersey, and it was impossible that he could see her. "You know I miss you." She added after a moment of silence.

"Yeah I know." Eddie swallowed his large bite of cold pizza, "Even though I'm starting to believe that you are simply missing human civilization."

"Well, my parents are here." Patricia retorted lamely.

"But Piper's not, and Joy's away, and Nina's in America, and Amber's who knows where, and-"

"Yeah, I get it. Thanks for making me feel better though." Patricia rolled her eyes. "It's not even fair you know?" Patricia dropped her volume. "I mean, Piper's on vacation with her boyfriend and his family – and I'm not even allowed to visit you."

"You parents just want to know me before we stay together, that's all." Eddie shrugged.

"I told them, you're the Principals son!"

"Yeah, babe, I'm not sure that I'm really the picture perfect nerdy, good-guy Principals son."

"Well they'd think even less of you if they met you, so that was my one attempt to keep them from meeting you."

"Don't worry Trix." Eddie joked. "I can send my identical twin brother. He plays the violin in Carnegie Hall every other day, and gets 150% on all of his tests. We're opposites!"

"That. Isn't. Funny." Patricia groaned through gritted teeth.

"But seriously, I want to meet your parents, and I want them to meet me, and I want you to meet my mom, but until we can get that all figured out, I think I should spilt my time up next summer. Half with mom in America, and half with dad and you in England."

"Okay." Patricia sighed. "Well, I'll see you soon. And promise to call you when you're not staying awake on frozen pizza, yeah?"

"What if I told you it's a hoagie?"

"I would tell you that I don't care, you eat too much junk for me to tell the difference."

"It's pizza." Eddie smiled as he rolled his eyes. "But, uh, yeah I'll call you later… love you."

"Love you too." Patricia hung up with a sigh. After placing her phone down on her bedside table, she sat there silently, staring at her red bedroom wall in front of her. She wasn't sure what to make of the bottomless pit feeling in her stomach. After all, she had never been in a real relationship before, and it was suddenly proving to be more wonderful, and yet much harder than she had expected.

In stories, movies, and even most of her friend's lives, summer was the time to be with your boyfriend. During the summer you didn't have school that would be weighted down by your time together. Instead, you two hung out in the warm night air, close together, listening carefully to the crickets. Your parents were forgotten, and eventually they would give up and let you see the boy every day. Sure, Patricia lived with Eddie, but she wanted to hang out with him somewhere surrounded by no one, in perfect serenity, absorbed entirely in each other.

She used to convince herself that she would never act like a stupid girl, and miss her boyfriend, but this felt entirely different. She wasn't used to not seeing him every day. She hadn't held his hand in three months, and the anticipation was killing her.

It still remained difficult for her to place the feeling in her stomach, but she concluded that she missed him more than she should.

Her own plan for fixing things was sought out immediately. So, with a somewhat satisfied smile on her lips, and an ounce of happiness filling the empty feeling in her stomach, Patricia stood up, and walked downstairs for breakfast and a very stern talk with her parents.

…She's hurting inside.

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A/N: Well that was definitely NOT my best one yet, but I'd still love to hear what you guys thought! Thank you all again so, so much, and merry 10 days 'till Christmas!

~Grace

P.S. Look out for my possible Peddie Christmas story or stories that may be coming! See you all soon! ;)