Ch. 15
Patrick *POV*
"Okay so I think we take a left here and-" Pete looked up from the massive map he was holding in front of him and stomped his foot on the ground, "God dammit! How did we get lost this time! I followed the green line..." he started mumbling and buried his head back into the map.
Andy sighed, "Well are you sure, cause this doesn't look like the right place," he said looking back at the dumpster.
We had been trying to find Courtney's dorm for almost 2 hours now. Pete refused to let anyone call her to find out where she lived so we could keep it a surprise. So we asked a couple students, but each time they would say something different. We didn't think that the campus would be this big, it practically took up an entire area code! I walked over to a brick wall and leaned up against it. Oh forget this, I'm just gonna call her. I took out my phone from my back pocket and found her contact, I brought it up to my ear when I saw a janitor come out from behind a corner.
"H-hello? Patrick?"
I quickly clicked end call and shoved my phone back in my pocket. This all seemed a little too familiar. He looks exactly like the janitor from that dream I had on the plane, the one who helped me find Courtney's dor-
"Yoo hoo. Earth to Patrick," I was pulled from my thoughts when Joe waved his hand in front of my face, "we're gonna go ask someone in the office where the dorms are. We'll be right back."
My eye's shot between the guys and the janitor, "Wa-wait! You can't-"
"Don't worry buddy, we'll be quick," Andy said before they walked across the courtyard.
This was getting too freaky, I don't like it. I looked back at the janitor who was coming towards me. Oh God, what do I do? Does he recognize me? Did he have a dream about me too?
"Hey kid are you lost?" he said with a scratchy voice.
"Ye-yes! How did you know?"
"Cause you're standing right in front of the dumpster and I need to throw this shit away," he said holding up a dark trash bag.
"Uh, oh. W-well could you tell me where dorm B is?" I asked nervously.
"What? You gonna go creep on the girls now? Aren'tcha. I shoulda guessed you were the pervy type. With your old jean jacket and big glasses. Yeah, there, just around that corner. You just missed them," he said laughing, "You ain't too smart are ya?"
I shrugged and adjusted my glasses, did I really look like a perv? "Thanks, I think..."
"Yeah no problem," he said as he tossed the bag into the dumpster. Then he pulled out a walkman from his pocket and streched the headphones over his head. "What?" he snapped. I was staring.
"Uhh-duhh, n-nothing. I'm gonna go..." I sped towards the dorms and didn't look back. No way.
He was right. I turned the corner and was met by a big red brick building. How did we walk right past this? I jogged up the stairs and through the glass doors. I nervously walked through the halls with my hands stuffed in my pockets, searching for Courtney's door. It wasn't long before I was stood motionless infront of a blue door with Courtney's signature sprawled across a small whiteboard. Maybe I should wait for the guys? Where did they go anyways? I turned on my heel and started to walk back but I stopped myself. No, you need to see her alone. At least for a while.
I marched back to her door and was about to knock when it swung open. I was face to face with a girl I had never seen before. At least it wasn't- nevermind. She had short black hair and heavy black make up around her eyes. On her lips was a intense shade of red that popped.
She snarled at me, "Who the fuck are you?"
"Uhh Patrick. Who ar- I mean. Doesn't Courtney live here..." I said awkwardly. She was staring at me like she was about to bit my head off.
"I don't know what you're doing here, but your sorry ass better turn the fuck around because she doesn't wanna see you right now," she said in a serious tone and shut the door.
But before she was able to close it I put my foot forawrd, blocking the path for the door. "What? What did I do? Was it because I didn't tell her we were coming?" I got really worried. I don't think I did anything that would hurt her this bad.
She scoffed, "Wow, you're such a scumbag! Text her some bullshit about how you have 'matured and grown apart' and come here acting like nothing ever happened! Now get your foot outta my door!"
"What are you talking about! I-I never texted her that?!" I said throwing my arms in the air.
Her face twisted in confusion, "Wait, aren't you Gerard?" she asked in a spfter voice.
My eyes instantly widened, no way. "I need to speak to Courtney, now," I demanded. I tried to push past her but she stood still.
"No way I'm letting some dude who smells like garbage into my dorm!" she started to lean on the door trying to shut it.
"Trust me! She needs to talk to me! Just let me in!" I said pushing back on the door.
"Never!"
"Lemme just talk to her-"
"P-Patrick?..."
Both of us stopped pushing on the door when we heard the broken voice from inside. It was Courtney, she was in pajama short and a tank top. Her hair was up in a messy bun and her mascara was running like rivulets down her face. A white sheet was twisted around her, partially dragging behind her. She had a fist full of the sheet in her hand held up to her face; it was stained with tears.
"Courtney..." I ran passed the girl at the door, which know that I think of it is her room mate, and brought Courtney into my arms. "It's gonna be alright."
She giggled, "You smell horrible," she said with a sniffle.
"I know. It's a long story. What happened? Do you need to talk about it," I whispered into her ear.
"Umm, maybe later," she said with another sniffle, "What are you doing here?" She said breaking the hug.
"We are recording the final cut of the album in LA! So we decided to come and see you," I said goving her shoulders a comforting squeeze.
"That's great!" she looked passed me, "Where are the rest of the guys?"
I blew out a long breath, "That's an even longer story."
We both laughed and the other girl cleared her throat. "Hi, hello there. Umm hate to break up this moment, really it's beautiful, but who is this guy?"
Courtney stood up a little taller and wipped a tear from her eye, "This is Patrick, he's an old friend of mine," she said giving me the best smile she could.
I looked back at Courtney, "Hey, you wanna go somewhere and catch up?"
She gave me a half grin, "Yeah, I'd like that. Lemme just go change."
Hey guys! So I hope you liked the chapter. Things are gonna get a lil cuter in the future... and maybe a little dramatic. But yeah I dropped the Gerard bomb on all of you! Like outta nowhere! How you like that one? Tell me how you liked it, I always love reading comments. Also I know I'm terrible person for not upload sooner. I'm Sooooo Sorrry! Anywhore... Thnks Fr Rdng!