Charlotte's P.O.V

(1 month later)

I slammed the door to the hotel closed. I had a day out with Patrick... It kind of went a little unexpected. Well. Here we go.

***

"Okay. First. Movie, then we're having dinner and then it's PARTAAY TIME!" Patrick cheered. "Uh, well Okay I guess" I smiled and shrugged. "Here. Have this. You'll look WAAAY cooler with it on" He handed me one of his Fedora's. "Really? For me" I blushed. "Wear it with pride little lady" He winked.

I placed the hat on my head and felt instantly different. "Wear the Fedora. Be the Fedora" He whispered. I bursted into laughter and smacked his arm lightly. "Come on idiot. Let's go and watch this stupid movie" We actually walked from the hotel to the closest shopping centre. There are 2 weeks left of Vans Warped tour, we're in Australia at the moment.

"So. What movie are we watching?" I asked. "I don't know. This day is for you. I've noticed recently that you haven't really had a 'Girls' day" He smiled. Frank came down with the flu and hasn't been feeling good. I've been offering to take care of him but he just won't listen. He says he's fine and that I shouldn't worry about him. Then, Chelsea is kind of... well... Pregnant and she is expecting in 3 months. I don't want her to stress out because of me wanting a 'girls' day out. Not to mention Gerard, from music to his new comic book, it's been wearing him out. He doesn't have enough time for interaction anymore. He has to do a concert, interview, meet and greet and then he has to work on his comic.

"There isn't enough time in the day" He usually whines. I've been feeling a little lonely and that's when Patrick came to my rescue. I mean, I have been busy with my job at DC, but I've been given lesser jobs since I've traveled to the other side of the world. They've given me 'Superman' to work on. I'm not too bad with that comic, I've just been drafting a lot of my work for an artist to go over in the DC office.

Then there's Ray, he's been a little sick too. Ever since we went to Japan, he's been awfully sick. I think he might of ate some bad candy or something. Mikey has stopped all communication from us because he talks non-stop to Taylor. Which is kind of cute. I just can't help but feel excited for when this whole tour is over. It'll just be me and Gerard. Nothing will ever get in our way again.

"Do you wanna watch 'The Incredibles 2'?" I grinned. "I thought you'd never ask" He linked one of his arms with mine and we skipped our way into Chermside shopping centre. "Brisbane seems pretty cool" I commented. "Haven't you been to Australia before?" He asked. "Nope. First time" I looked around, taking in the people and the sites. We got some attention here and there. A lot of people asked for our signatures which was pretty rad.

"Where's Gerard? WAIT! ARE YOU TWO GOING OUT NOW?" A girl screamed and pointed at us. I laughed lightly and shook my head. "Patrick and I are just having a 'girls' day" I confirmed. "Oh! woops! Sorry! This is awkward..." She blushed a bright red. "Pfft. No! Don't worry! It's fine" Patrick waved a hand at her while rolling his eyes. I broke out into a fit of giggles.

***

"That movie was really cool" Patrick grinned while holding an empty box of popcorn. "I know! It took them a while to freaking release the 2nd movie. God! I loved it" I snatched the box from his hands and threw it into the closest bin. "Thank you" He wiggled his eyebrows for some unknown reason and linked arms with me again. "You know what?" He asked, looking up at the ceiling. "What?" I smiled as we stepped on the escalators.

"Sugar, We're going down, down" He sung out loud. My eyes widened at his pun. We silently stared at each other before I bursted into laughter. He joined in while muttering that he's awful.

***

Dinner was amazing. We just talked and got to know each other. It turned into a food fight after a while, with complimentary bread. This day so far has been absolutely fantastic. Patrick has definitely become a close friend of mine.

"So stumpy, where are we off to next?" I grinned. "Well. Like I said, it's PARTAAY TIME!" He shouted out. "Where at?" I frowned. "Follow me! This place is fantastic" He grabbed my hand and pulled me away. I followed him to a cab.

While Patrick gave the street address of the place he was taking me to the cab driver, I checked my phone.

I got a couple of text messages from Gerard:
'Hey, just finished a concert. I miss seeing your face already- G' I smiled at went to the next one.
'Help! This girl won't leave me alone! She says she wants my babies but I don't want to give her them! I don't even have babies for gods sake' I held in my laughter as I read the next one.
'This coffee I bought is insane, it makes me want to wear a suit'
'Honey, I miss you'
'I LOVE YOU! xoxo G'

I giggled quietly to myself as Patrick gave out directions.

'I miss c-ing yo face 2. Don't let dem gurls take yo babies boi. Yo keep dem babies and yo protekt dem. Wen I cum bak, yo better not b wearin a suit boi. & sugar, I miss yo 2. Luv 5eva, cuz 4eva iz less. Chrleexo'

TRANSLATION:

I miss seeing your face too. Don't let them girls take your babies boy. You keep them babies and you protect them. When I come back, you better not be wearing a suit boy. And sugar, I miss you too. Love 5 ever, because 4 ever is less. Chrleexo

I read my text over once and laughed at how stupid it sounded. "What! What's going on?" Patrick looked over my shoulder. "Here! Read this" I passed him my phone.

"Wha- ha" His eyebrows were raised and a small grin was appearing on his face. "This is gold. Absolutely perfect. Can I get that printed out and tattooed on my forehead?" He pointed at his forehead and I frowned. "No Patrick. You can't get that... oh god"

"It was a joke! JEEZ GIRL!" He handed me my phone back and I sighed in relief. "You really do need a day to yourself" He lightly smiled. "Yeah. I'm kind of losing my humor..." I looked out the window as we drove back into the city.

***

"I shouldn't be here" I mumbled as Patrick led me towards the bar. "I should not be here" I looked around nervously. I should tell him. I shou- Is someone fucking grinding on me? I slapped some one away and they muttered something before leaving me alone.

"Hi! Can I get two cocktails. Anything pink. Pink tastes nice right?" Patrick frowned and turned to me. I shrugged my shoulders and was just about to say 'none for me' when he paid the lady. Shit.

"Alright! So. We'll have a few drinks, check out some men or ladies (Don't worry! I won't tell Gerard *Wink* *Wink*) And then we dance like a bowl of boiling spaghetti" He smiled while nodding his head. "What?" I frowned. "Isn't that what girls do? Drink, check out men and dance?" He asked while scratching the back of his head. "Uh- I don't really know" I sighed.

The bartender passed us the pink cocktails and smiled. I swallowed the lump in my throat before picking up the cold glass of fairyfloss coloured liquid. You can control yourself. Just one drink am I right? I licked my lips before taking a mouthful. Besides, it's only a cocktail.

***

"ALRIGHT! NOW THAT'S AN ASS!" Patrick slurred while pointing at someones butt. "SHH! THEY CAN HEAR YOU!" I gushed. "Woops!" He chuckled while placing a finger of his lips. "Shh" I laughed. "Okay. Drinking. Done. Checking people out. Done. Now we have to dance!" He grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor. I waved my arms around and danced like a maniac beside him. "Left! Right! Left! Right!" He shouted while shaking his hips to the side. I followed his dance moves and giggled.

"Can-Can you do the... the thing with the thing?" I slurred. "You mean the- the um-the um- uhh- the um.... OH! The um! I GOT IT! THE-THE..." He was clicking his fingers and trying to remember the dance that was on my mind. "Um. Who cares! Let's just dance like spaghetti" I waved my hand carelessly out and placed it on his face. He licked my palm and I squealed. "HEY! EW! YUCKY!" I wiped my hand on my shirt and he giggled. "I licked your HAND!" He pointed at my nose and I pouted. I stuck my tongue out and licked his finger. "EWIE!" He drew his arm back and wiped his finger on my shirt. "HEY!? WHY MY SHIRT?" I cried out.

"Because it's yucky territory" Just as he said that, the song changed. I turned my head and looked over at the DJ as he pointed at us. "I am an arms dealer..." My eyes widened and I faced Patrick. A grin hit his face. "Y-Your on the music" I shouted. "I KNOW!" He squealed and jumped on the spot. We lost our shit together and jumped up and down to 'This ain't A scene, it's an arms race'.

The whole place jumped with us as everyone shouted the lyrics. "OH SO INTRACATE!" I sung out loud and into Patrick's face. He laughed and sung back. Today has been fucking awesome. Just being able to hang out with one of my idols is amazing. Even though I am as drunk as a skunk, I am extremely happy of the events that played out today.

"Okay. So. Dancing is done. Now! Let's have another drink because I am Hella thirsty-"
"You say 'Hella' too?" I gushed.
"Yeah! Of course I do!" He slurred while staggering back a bit.
"Finally! Someone who understands me! Hella is like... my word man!" I stumbled towards the bar with Patrick in toe.
"It's my word too!" He laughed.

So, we had a couple of shots... It's alright. I'm fine. I honestly feel okay about alcohol right now. "So Patty Mc. Stump. How arrre youuu?" I closed my eyes and took in the cold midnight air. My arm was placed over his shoulders while one of his was around my waist. "I-I-I can honestly say... I can Honestly say that I am fabulous" He laid his head on my shoulder. "Shit. Where did your fedora go?" My eyes snapped open as I realized where we left it. "No! It's fiiinee! I have like-like a billion kajillion manillion at the bus-van thingy" He waved his free hand around, brushing it off. "I really liked that one though" I pouted, almost tripping over.

"I did too, but sometimes... sometimes you just have to roll with the- TAXI!" He shouted in my ear. I winced in pain and smacked his chest. "TAXI!" He waved his arm out for a taxi that was driving past. "Stop screaming in my ear Stumpy" I whined. "Stop putting your ear in my-my... uh. That was going to sound really smart but I just realized I didn't know what I am saying" He giggled. "Alright! Here is our taxi! Let's go!" I rejoiced as we jumped into the unusually coloured black and white car.

***

"Okay. Charlotte *Hiccup* You're going to go in there. Close that door like you mean business. Kiss that man and show him what he has been missing out on for 4 months" Patrick smiled while holding onto my shoulders. "Okay! So. Like, slam the door?" I questioned. "YEAH! Slam that mother motor and-and then kiss him, like, really kiss him! You know?" His eyes were wide as he described what I should do.

"Wait... what if he's a sleep?" I gasped. "Who cares! Just kiss him anyway! He'll understand what you mean" He winked. "Okay!" I jumped up and down on the spot, trying to pump myself up. Patrick was basically my coach right now. He patted me on the back. "Go on princess! Make me proud" He nodded his head forward. "I can do this!" I cheered.

"Your the boss! You can totally do this! TAKE CONTROL!" He chimed. "Alright. Thanks man!" I kissed him on the cheek before running down the hallway and to my room door, stumbling over a bit. Patrick laughed as I fell over. "Come on! Get back up! You can do this" He beamed. I picked myself up and blushed. I got my scanner-card thingy and slid it through the scanner-card thingy swipe. I giggled and waved at Patrick. He put the thumbs up and blew me a kiss.

"You can do this" I whispered. I opened the door wide and looked around the room. The light was still on, he must be awake. YES! I kicked the door closed behind me, catching the attention of a sleepy Gerard, his eyes met mine and he smiled lightly. I smiled back and removed the fedora on my head. I threw it across the room as casually as I could before giggling. I removed the leather jacket from my shoulders and dropped it on the ground beside me. Gerard frowned at my weird behaviour.

I almost tore my boots off before staggering towards him on the bed. "What are you-" I cut him off by crawling seductively towards him. His face went red as he realized my intention. I bit my lip as I crawled into his lap. I undid my hair, letting it fall loosely around my neck and back. I caressed his face with my right hand before placing my lips roughly onto his. `

"Cha-Charlotte... why-Charlotte" He pushed my shoulders back. A confused look in his eyes. "Why do you taste like alcohol?" He asked while frowning. "I had a drink! Now kiss me!" I grabbed the back of his head and pushed my lips back onto his. "Char-St-Stop" He tried pushing me off. "Wha-What is it?" I sighed while sitting back. "Is everything okay?" He asked me. "Why? Can't I have fun anymore?" I joked. "N-No... it's just that-"

"What? 'Just that' What?" I hissed. "Charlotte, it's okay. I just wanted to know if you were feeling alright. I mean, you promised to never go back to drinking and then-"

"No Gerard. I understand" I got off of him and stood up. "I don't think you do because-"
"Look. I don't want to hear it. I've been down this road before... I don't want to spend another month alone in my own self pity" I spat.
"Charlie I honestly didn't mean anything by what I said. I just thought something was wrong" He stated quietly.
"I know... I-I'm sorry. I just- I had a lot of fun tonight with Patrick and I actually had a full conversation with someone for the first time in... well... 4 months. I've been pretty clean with alcohol and I would have said no, but he already paid and I just went with it" I rubbed my face and combed my hair back.

"I'm sorry for not making time for us. You know with all the stuff that's been going on lately-"
"It's fine. I-I'll just go have a shower or something... You go back to whatever you were doing before" I mumbled over my shoulder. Well, there goes my plan for the night. Doesn't really matter though. He's been too busy lately, I should just give him some space. I went into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. I took a deep breath and rubbed my temples.

I suddenly felt guilty for disturbing him. I shrugged the feeling off and went into the shower. Just have a shower. That should make it better right? I washed my hair and face, making sure to wash my makeup off while I was at it. After a while of just standing there, I slid my back against the shower wall and sat down. Are we drifting? We couldn't be.

Then it hit me. That's probably the longest talk we've ever had in these four months. Are we drifting?

Notes

Hey guys!
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So. I've been struggling a little with this chapter.
There will be drama coming soon, I just want everyone to know.
There is going to be a lot more Patrick! Clap your hands together for this cutie!
(Or maybe not because he's going to be the main problem soon... *Woops. Spoiler alert*)
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