Where Is Your Boy? A Patrick Stump Fanfiction

Thnks Fr The Mmrs

Okay, readers! Thanks for the reads, but they all count! I'm going to add small Patrick P.O.V's now and then, from now on! Have a nice day, and again, thanks for reading!

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Chapter 7:
Thnks Fr Th Mmrs

*Patrick's P.O.V.*

I took my hat off my head, and ruffled my hair. Wow, I'd had a good day.
Willow...
She'd been in my head since the morning I stepped through that classroom door, and seen her sat there. Three days. Such a small amount of time, but in that time I'd managed to fall in love with this girl. I tried to picture her in my head again.
Dark blonde hair, deep blue eyes. A picture of perfection. Which is what she didn't know. I couldn't blame her, I mean, she was always pushed to the side from what I knew, but why? She was beautiful, amazing and so, so talented. Why was I the only one who saw this?

I turn the key in the front door, and step inside. Dad was home, he just didn't open the door for me often.
"Dad?" I call up the stairs. A distant grunt responded, so I left him there. I'd never liked to be around him in those days.
My mom and dad used to be so close. I'm not surprised Dad turned out this way...

*Patrick's flashback*

"Me and your mom, we're going away from eachother for a little while... You're going to stay here with me while Megan and Kevin go on a trip with Mom, okay?" A deep voice asks.
"Sure Dad. When are they coming back?" A young boy replies.
"I don't know, son..."

*Flashback over*

I shudder, and lead myself into the kitchen. I loved that me and Willow shared something like this. Both of our parents were split up, but it would seem her mother is holding strong, whilst my dad...
After grabbing a bottle of water, I head into the studio. I hadn't been in there since Willow came over, but it was almost as if it was the very same day. On the table lay her fedora. I smiled, remembering that I was hers.

*Willow P.O.V.*

After telling Mom all "the scoop", I headed upstairs. He was the only thing on my mind right now. It was a great feeling, I knew it. My head felt like it was spinning, and I was so happy with myself. Was this how it felt to be in love?

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Hi again. Sorry for the shortness of the chapter, but hey! Got stuff to do, and I'm still working on my other book