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I slid the keys into the door as quietly as possible and slipped inside. I took off my heels and tiptoed down the hall to the living room. I shut the door behind me and flicked on the light. My heart gave a jolt when I saw Patrick sitting in the armchair across the room. Bile tainted my mouth as I took a step back.
“Where were you?” He asked quietly.
“I… I was at my house” I admitted barely audible. Patrick just nodded but didn’t drop his eyes from mine. I slipped back another step.
“Did you enjoy it?”
“I… What… d-d-do you mean?” the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He was mad, not just mad but absolutely fucking fuming.
“Don’t play dumb Alex. I saw you together” he replied calmly. My mouth was dry, my heart was racing, my breathing was coming in short sharp gasps. I was like a deer in the headlights, I couldn’t move.
“Its okay Lex.” He breathed getting up from his chair and moving towards me. I only realised I was crying when he wiped a tear off my face with his thumb. “Just promise me it will never happen again” I nodded my head quickly.
“I promise. I love you so much” I whimpered.
“I know you do.” He soothed hugging me to his chest and stroking my hair.
A few weeks later
“Miss Klassen, why did you choose to reveal your identity now?” The reporter shouted from the back of the room.
“I felt like it was the time to do it. Theres only so long a girl can lead a double life before she goes crazy” I laughed breezily.
“Miss Klassen, whats your relationship with Andy Hurley?” My stomach rolled.
“Myself and Andy are almost like brother and sister, we’ve lived as family for many years. Next question.”
“Alex, Your only 20 years old, why did you choose this profession?”
“Well, Rick” I squinted down at his name tag, his face flushed in happiness as I acknowledged him directly “I’ve always had a love of all things burlesque and my idol is Dita Von Teese so the second I turned 18 I set about setting up my stage persona and Alexis Di Milo was born” Rick smiled happily up at me before jotting down my answer in his notebook.
“Alex, whats your relationship with Patrick Stump? Were you not also going out with Mr Wentz who is also in the band Fall Out Boy with Stump?”
“Yes I was once dating Pete and we still remain good friends. Myself and Patrick are very happy together at the moment” I couldn’t help but smile. Myself and Patrick were very happy together, my little slip up with Andy had all but been forgotten and it just made it easier that Andy had refused to come near me or acknowledge my existence in the last two weeks.
“Any chance of wedding bells then?” I reporter leered from the front row.
“Haa haa, not right now, I am only 20 and I don’t plan on settling down for a few more years.”
“Miss Klassen what happened to your parents?”
“My mother died 8 years ago” I said simply. A wave of questions were hurled at me then, flashbulbs popped.
“Miss Klassen will not answer any more questions about her private life” William said into the microphone. He glanced at me and gave me a quick smile. He knew I hated talking about that subject. The rest of the questions mainly revolved around how I stay in shape, my stage routine and my costumes. I was glad when it was over. I had a photo shoot for another hour after that and by the time I got home I was shattered.
I flopped on the couch and grabbed my phone.
2 new messages
The first one was from Patrick.
Love you hunny, you were great in your press conference. See you when I get home x
I smiled and flicked to the next one. Andy. Shit.
We weren’t very brother and sister two weeks ago. You should come home later.
I jabbed at the screen to delete the massage. How dare he talk to me like that. Hadn’t he ignored me for the last two weeks?! I thought for a few moments before opening a new message and typing a reply.
It was a mistake and never should have happened. I am home. I live with Patrick now. Don’t contact me again.
I hit send before throwing the phone down and getting up to have a shower. I stepped out of my clothes in the bedroom before wrapping my towel around me. My phone buzzed noisily in the living room. I skipped in to get it. A message. Great. Andy. Even better.
You messaged me back. That means you still feel something. I’ll see you later x
I hurled the phone at the wall where it shattered to pieces.
“Alex, what did you do that for” Patrick asked from the door way. My face was hot as I spun to look at him.
“Andy text me” I hissed. A muscle tensed in Patricks jaw.
“What did he say?”
“He was watching the conference and he text me saying ‘We weren’t very brother and sister two weeks ago’ and then he said I should come home. I text him back and told him that I was home because I live with you now and he shouldn’t text me again. The last message from him said that because I messaged him back, I still care and that he’d see me later.” My hands shook as I flexed them into fists.
“Forget it Alex” Patrick said calmly.
“What?! How am I supposed to forget it Pat?! Hes such a cocky bastard”
“Yeah he is, but you getting worked up about this isn’t doing any good. So calm down” He stepped over the shards of phone and picked something up before hugging me. “Here, you need this.” He held out the little sim card and dropped it in my palm before letting me go and going to the bedroom. I sighed and placed the card on the side-table before jumping in the shower.
Patricks POV
My blood boiled as I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. I dialled Andy’s number and waited for him to answer.
“Patrick?” His voice was wary “Why are you calling me? Where’s Alex?”
“Don’t worry about her. I thought we agreed you wouldn’t contact her.”
“I couldn’t help it Trick. I had to, you saw her at the press conference.”
“Dude I don’t care, if you want to do this then we have to ease her into the idea of it.”
“I can’t be patient Patrick. You know I’m the most impatient person you know.”
“She won’t take kindly to this if we just spring it on her.” I suppressed a laugh. So did Andy.
“Look And, just trust me on this one. She’ll warm to it when shes ready. We can’t come over later now, you know that”
“Patrick?! What the hell, you said it would be tonight.”
“You fuckin freaked her out a while ago. Shes fuming that you text her. Just let me handle this.”
“Hurry up and handle it dude. I’m gonna explode if you don’t find a way to make this happen soon.”
“I’m doing my best And. Leave it with me.”
“Okay, look call me tomorrow when shes at rehearsal.”
“No bother. Talk to you then.” I hit the little red symbol on my phone and threw it on my bed. This was so fucked up but I wanted it so bad.
I just hope Alex was as up for it as I was.
“Where were you?” He asked quietly.
“I… I was at my house” I admitted barely audible. Patrick just nodded but didn’t drop his eyes from mine. I slipped back another step.
“Did you enjoy it?”
“I… What… d-d-do you mean?” the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He was mad, not just mad but absolutely fucking fuming.
“Don’t play dumb Alex. I saw you together” he replied calmly. My mouth was dry, my heart was racing, my breathing was coming in short sharp gasps. I was like a deer in the headlights, I couldn’t move.
“Its okay Lex.” He breathed getting up from his chair and moving towards me. I only realised I was crying when he wiped a tear off my face with his thumb. “Just promise me it will never happen again” I nodded my head quickly.
“I promise. I love you so much” I whimpered.
“I know you do.” He soothed hugging me to his chest and stroking my hair.
A few weeks later
“Miss Klassen, why did you choose to reveal your identity now?” The reporter shouted from the back of the room.
“I felt like it was the time to do it. Theres only so long a girl can lead a double life before she goes crazy” I laughed breezily.
“Miss Klassen, whats your relationship with Andy Hurley?” My stomach rolled.
“Myself and Andy are almost like brother and sister, we’ve lived as family for many years. Next question.”
“Alex, Your only 20 years old, why did you choose this profession?”
“Well, Rick” I squinted down at his name tag, his face flushed in happiness as I acknowledged him directly “I’ve always had a love of all things burlesque and my idol is Dita Von Teese so the second I turned 18 I set about setting up my stage persona and Alexis Di Milo was born” Rick smiled happily up at me before jotting down my answer in his notebook.
“Alex, whats your relationship with Patrick Stump? Were you not also going out with Mr Wentz who is also in the band Fall Out Boy with Stump?”
“Yes I was once dating Pete and we still remain good friends. Myself and Patrick are very happy together at the moment” I couldn’t help but smile. Myself and Patrick were very happy together, my little slip up with Andy had all but been forgotten and it just made it easier that Andy had refused to come near me or acknowledge my existence in the last two weeks.
“Any chance of wedding bells then?” I reporter leered from the front row.
“Haa haa, not right now, I am only 20 and I don’t plan on settling down for a few more years.”
“Miss Klassen what happened to your parents?”
“My mother died 8 years ago” I said simply. A wave of questions were hurled at me then, flashbulbs popped.
“Miss Klassen will not answer any more questions about her private life” William said into the microphone. He glanced at me and gave me a quick smile. He knew I hated talking about that subject. The rest of the questions mainly revolved around how I stay in shape, my stage routine and my costumes. I was glad when it was over. I had a photo shoot for another hour after that and by the time I got home I was shattered.
I flopped on the couch and grabbed my phone.
2 new messages
The first one was from Patrick.
Love you hunny, you were great in your press conference. See you when I get home x
I smiled and flicked to the next one. Andy. Shit.
We weren’t very brother and sister two weeks ago. You should come home later.
I jabbed at the screen to delete the massage. How dare he talk to me like that. Hadn’t he ignored me for the last two weeks?! I thought for a few moments before opening a new message and typing a reply.
It was a mistake and never should have happened. I am home. I live with Patrick now. Don’t contact me again.
I hit send before throwing the phone down and getting up to have a shower. I stepped out of my clothes in the bedroom before wrapping my towel around me. My phone buzzed noisily in the living room. I skipped in to get it. A message. Great. Andy. Even better.
You messaged me back. That means you still feel something. I’ll see you later x
I hurled the phone at the wall where it shattered to pieces.
“Alex, what did you do that for” Patrick asked from the door way. My face was hot as I spun to look at him.
“Andy text me” I hissed. A muscle tensed in Patricks jaw.
“What did he say?”
“He was watching the conference and he text me saying ‘We weren’t very brother and sister two weeks ago’ and then he said I should come home. I text him back and told him that I was home because I live with you now and he shouldn’t text me again. The last message from him said that because I messaged him back, I still care and that he’d see me later.” My hands shook as I flexed them into fists.
“Forget it Alex” Patrick said calmly.
“What?! How am I supposed to forget it Pat?! Hes such a cocky bastard”
“Yeah he is, but you getting worked up about this isn’t doing any good. So calm down” He stepped over the shards of phone and picked something up before hugging me. “Here, you need this.” He held out the little sim card and dropped it in my palm before letting me go and going to the bedroom. I sighed and placed the card on the side-table before jumping in the shower.
Patricks POV
My blood boiled as I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. I dialled Andy’s number and waited for him to answer.
“Patrick?” His voice was wary “Why are you calling me? Where’s Alex?”
“Don’t worry about her. I thought we agreed you wouldn’t contact her.”
“I couldn’t help it Trick. I had to, you saw her at the press conference.”
“Dude I don’t care, if you want to do this then we have to ease her into the idea of it.”
“I can’t be patient Patrick. You know I’m the most impatient person you know.”
“She won’t take kindly to this if we just spring it on her.” I suppressed a laugh. So did Andy.
“Look And, just trust me on this one. She’ll warm to it when shes ready. We can’t come over later now, you know that”
“Patrick?! What the hell, you said it would be tonight.”
“You fuckin freaked her out a while ago. Shes fuming that you text her. Just let me handle this.”
“Hurry up and handle it dude. I’m gonna explode if you don’t find a way to make this happen soon.”
“I’m doing my best And. Leave it with me.”
“Okay, look call me tomorrow when shes at rehearsal.”
“No bother. Talk to you then.” I hit the little red symbol on my phone and threw it on my bed. This was so fucked up but I wanted it so bad.
I just hope Alex was as up for it as I was.
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