Patrick Stump Imagines (Book 1)

Imagine #132: My Amnesia Boy (Part 6)

Imagine #132: My Amnesia Boy (Part 6)

Patrick was shocked and relieved at the same time when he found out that you are Patricia's mother. He was expecting that it was really you because the kid looks so much like you. Patrick is happy that he saw you again, he'd been searching for you for a while now. He wanted to ask you so many questions on the spot, he wanted to kneel and say sorry for not stopping you leave that day, but Patrick never had the courage.

"{Y/N}, c-can you two join me for dinner?" is all that he could say to them. He gave a small smile, looking at Patricia. The little girl smiled brightly at him, the girl really became close to him in just a day.

"We really can't," you said, but then Patricia looked at you with pleading eyes.

Of course, she wants to be with Patrick more. She can probably feel the father feelings for him and you have no right to keep her away from him. You remembered that you already lied to her about the identity of his father, you can't go make more damage more than that. You sighed at smiled at her. "Okay, fine. But I think we should just invite you over to our house.

Patricia nodded happily at Patrick. Patrick suddenly became nervous.

'What if you already have a husband?'

'What if Patrick remembered things now?'

Those were some of the questions that go through his mind while walking towards your car. He just sighed and pushed them all away. Patrick and Patricia sat at the back seat while you drive and they are talking about simple and happy things. You are seeing them through the mirror and you can't stop yourself to feel some goddamn feels. This is what you ever wanted, to have a family like this where you're the mom, Patrick is the dad and you have a little human with you. It's really the same thing now, but it's a lot more complicated than ever.

You pulled over at the driveway and you all walked inside the house.

"Wait up, okay? I'll just help Trisha to change her clothes." You said to Patrick.

"Sure thing." He replied. You and your daughter went straight to the bedroom.

Patrick was left in the living room, he was curious where your husband could be or do you ever have a husband. He roamed in the living room, trying to find some pictures of him or something, but there were none. All the pictures are only you and your daughter...no dad at all. Patrick was about to sit down, but something caught his attention; it was a framed picture of you and him. Patrick reached for it and stared at it for a while, not noticing a small smile is forming in his face.

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"Mommy, do you know Mister Patrick?" your daughter asked innocently while changing his clothes.

"Y-yeah. He was an...an old friend of mommy, sweetie." You answered her with a smile.

"I like him. He's funny and caring...I wish my dad is just like him." Patricia said and that made you stop your movement.

You don't really know how to tell her or him about all this. This thought have been killing you for months now. You're confused and frustrated, you just feel helpless.

"He is...sweetie." You said to your daughter and she smiled.

You both walked out of the room and you immediately saw Patrick standing in the living room, holding a too much familiar picture frame for you. You saw Patrick smiling while staring at it...is he already remembering or feeling his love for you again?

Patricia runs to him and he welcomed him with a smile. Patrick lifted her up and they played there like a father and daughter would. Tears started to roll down from your eyes, you wish this will never end...you wish this is all that could have happened, but then again later on, everything will return back to normal.