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Christie yawns, getting a cautious look from Joe and I. She assures us that she is fine and awake. Joe nods as he turns on his street. We go inside and Joe finds something to eat. The way he eats you’d never think we feed him. I envy his metabolism. Jerk. Christie sits on the couch.

“Since I’ve been taken prisoner, do you guys mind if I turn on the TV?”

Joe shrugs “Go for it.”

I walk with him into the kitchen. This is it. I’m going to tell him. I look up at him, busying himself with scrambling through cabinets. I giggle at the sight. He’s throwing cabinets open and chucking stuff out of them.

“What are you doing?” I finally ask.

“I can’t find my Ramen!”

I roll my eyes “Joe… Get off of the counter and breathe. Your Ramen Noodles are in your bedroom, remember? So Pete couldn’t steal them…”

He rolls his eyes “Oh… Yeah. I knew that.”

He races off to his room. I sit on the couch beside Christie and sigh. She looks over at me curiously, but remains silent. I bite my lip and watch the flickering channels as she attempts to find something at least mildly interesting. She sighs as well, unable to find anything interesting. She turns off the remote and tosses it onto the coffee table. She looks over at me again with wondering eyes.

“Patrick?”

“Hmm?” I answer lazily.

“Is something the matter?”

I shrug “Yeah but…”

“You wanna talk about it?”

“Not really. No offence, you’re cool and all I just don’t like talking…”

She nods “I understand the feeling. May I ask you another question?”

“You didn’t really give me a choice now didja?” I chuckle “What’s your question?”

She frowns “Um… If I’m wrong, sorry but… are you and Joe… together?”

My face feels as if its been caught on fire “I wish.”

“Why don’t you talk to him?” She suggests.
“I can’t.” I frown.

Christie’s phone rings. Where is your boy tonight I hope he is a gentlemen…

“Hello? Oh hi mom. Yes I’m fine. Sorry I almost droned and Patrick and Joe helped me… alright…” She frowns “I gotta go… My aunt lives close I’ll get her to take me home…”

Joe walks back into the room, clutching his Ramen Noodles. I roll my eyes.

“He hid it beside his water bed…” I tell Christie.

“Waterbed? I’ve never been on one of those…”

“Oh but you must!” Joe says in a theatrical voice.

He drags her to his room and makes her sit on the waterbed. I haven’t moved from the couch.

How do I tell Joe? What if he hates me? Why would he like me anyways? I’m Just Patrick. No one special. No one that matters…

They walk back into the living room. We hug Christie goodbye and Joe signs a pack of Ramen Noodles and hands it to her. She giggles and leaves.

Joe sits beside me, eating his noodles. I want some too, but I don’t feel like eating. He smiles and goes to the kitchen. I shake my head, only wondering what he’s up to. About 15 minutes later, he comes back, with a large bowl of noodles and two forks. I sigh; somehow he’s read my mind. He smiles sweetly and hands me a fork. I shrug and decide that I might as well eat. We twirl our forks into the bowl, while watching Dude, Where’s My Car? . After we finish we brush our teeth because to be honest, after eating noodles you have a funky after taste. When we finish brushing our teeth we go lay on the waterbed. Joe Trohman, I love you. He smiles over at me and kisses my cheek. I smile and snuggle up close to him. He wraps his arms around me and we fall asleep.
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Our tour break is over. We all get back into the bus. Pete makes out with some new chick. Andy and Mark are holding hands, both with grim faces. Joe is humming a tune as he lies on his bunk. And I’m just watching everyone else. When its finally time to go, Pete and his…. Girlfriend? They have another slobber swap. Andy and Mark hug each other tightly. Andy frowns and kisses Mark’s cheek whispering something sweet. Mark giggles and plants a soft kiss onto Andy’s lips. I frown and feel the green monster growl into my stomach. I’m jealous. I envy them so very much. But I’m glad that they’re so happy. It’s a complicated emotion I guess. I just wish Joe and I were like that. But we aren’t even together. But I’m sick of hiding how I feel. I’m sick of wondering how he would react. In fact, I’m done! I have to know now! The bus begins moving and I bite my lip. Come on Patrick where’s that bravery you just had? I swallow hard and walk to Joe’s bunk. And he isn’t there. I sigh and ask Andy where he is. He just shrugs, texting Mark. Pete doesn’t know where he is either. I sigh. Why can’t I find him? I storm off to my bunk. I climb in without paying attention. I close my eyes and feel someone’s breath on the back of my neck. I jump and turn around. Joe Trohman is on my bunk. My eyes widen in confusion.

“Why-“ He covers my mouth with his.

Our tongues meet yet again as my heart soars. After a wonderful make out, he pushes my bangs out of my face. He smiles and kisses me softly.

“Patrick… I.” He turns really red “I think I love you…”

I grin and feel my eyes water “I… me too!”

He grins and presses his lips against mine again. We hear familiar giggling outside of my bunk curtain.

“About time, don’t you think Peter?”

“Yes, yes I do, Andrew.”

We hear them have a slap fight.

I ignore them and pull Joe into another amazing kiss.


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