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Part 8 - One False Move You Took Me On

by hyperballad13 2 reviews

Stacy places everything she wants in an entire kiss

Category: Fall Out Boy - Rating: G - Genres: Romance - Warnings: [X] - Published: 2007-07-12 - Updated: 2007-07-12 - 1404 words - Complete

Stacy gripped hold of Brian's hand as they stood at the bar together. She couldn't help but run her fingers from the stubble on his chin to the soft of his lips, following her trace with her lips. She delved one hand into the crook of his jacket and stroked his chest from beneath his cotton shirt. He ran his hands across her waist and pulled her closer to him as she giggled into his mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck and as they broke off the kiss he leaned his head upon her forehead, she bit her lip as stared intently into his eyes.

"I love you" she muttered, feeling her heartbeat race pounded against her rib cage, she couldn't help but twist the ring along her engagement finger and place all her dreams upon him.

"I love you too," he murmured back to her as he pulled her closer to him. There were smiles all around as they stared with passion, as though there was a glow around them that lit the whole room. They were happy, and it showed within the little rows of white that sat like pearls on their gums. Their smiles emanated like rays of heaven from their mouths. The curled around each other smothered in complete perfection with each other and it showed. They were not afraid to show it especially in their fast and hasty engagement, just three months together and they were already planning for the future.

"Why don't we, go home and make this a night to remember?" Stacy whispered seductively in Brian's ear.

"Even on your engagement party?" He asked, frowning as he looked deep into her eyes. "With all your friends and they are here, you can't leave them now."

She pouted at him, causing him to kiss her lips again as he held onto her, she groaned out of frustration. "I guess you're right, but when we get home, I'm going to make it a night to remember."

"Oh yeah" he said as they both laughed at each other.

"Yep, I guess you deserve it," she said pressing her mouth against each other. They were deep in the romance of the night when a tap on Stacy's shoulder caused her to turn around, staring straight into the eyes of Michelle, smiling knowingly at the couple. Stacy broke away from Brian and threw her arms around Michelle, "HEY! I'm so glad you made it."

"Me too! Anything to see the happy couple, I am so glad for you." Michelle muttered and pulled Stacy into a further embrace while placing the present on the bar side top. She stuck Stacy still in the grasp and began to lowly speak into her ears. "I have to tell you something, Patrick's back and he knows about the engagement."

"What? When?" Stacy said talking so Brian couldn't hear her.

"The other day, I thought you ought to know." Michelle replied with a shake of her head as she walked away telling her she was sorry. Stacy nodded out of gratitude and felt her stomach fall away from her. She felt ill as her insides turned flips. Brian gripped hold of her elbow.

"Are you ok honey?" Brian said and Stacy lowly made her head go up and down.

"Yeah," Stacy said downing a glass of bubbling champagne and slamming it on the side. "I'm just going to go outside, for a bit, on my own."

Stacy left Brian in the lurch as she clapped with her high heals away from him. He shrugged it off, used to her emotions running up and down as one minute she was hot and heated with him whilst at other times she was cold and distant, spending times alone with only her thoughts. Stacy felt immediate guilt leaving Brian on his own but she shoved the door of the fire exit open and stumbled into the fresh air. She walked solitary over to the bar and began to lean against it, ignoring the cluster of footsteps that soon lurked behind her. She turned her head around and found herself falling into two green eyes that still had her pulse rising.

"Patrick!" She responded incredulously. He didn't say a word but simply stared at her. She dragged her eyes across his appearance and how further into her pain she felt. He looked better than ever. He did the same, thought the same, felt the same.

"Hey Stacy," He said with a simple raise of his hand.

"What do you think you are doing?" Stacy said with rage, "Nearly a year without speaking to me and you think you can waltz back in and say 'Hey Stacy," and I'll be all like, "Oh hey Patrick how have you been since you broke MY HEART?!"

She placed her heavy hands upon the metallic bar causing him to jump and stutter, "Stacy, no I didn't, I just wanted to speak with you and even see you. You look amazing by the way."

"Thanks" she said sarcastically. "Want me now you can't have me?"

"look," Patrick said walking over to the bar beside her and not even looking her deep in the eyes. "What I did was stupid, perhaps the most stupidest thing the most stupidest thing I have ever done. And I am so completely sorry. I just, I can't get you out of my head. You're there foremost, day in and day out. I love you Stacy, and I think you still love me."

"What the hell Patrick?" Stacy said in a low voice causing Patrick to turn around and face her. He didn't blink, just merely stared into her deep eyes. Her face had begun to burn and she wanted to turn and walk away but she was in a trance. "This is my engagement night, you can't just come in and do this to me."

"You want me," Patrick said with force, turning his body around so he practically caged her with the bar. "Tell me you don't love me."

"I don't love you," She stuttered shocked when Patrick stuck his lips upon hers. She tried to push him back but instead moaned into his lips. "I don't love you."

Patrick placed his hands onto her hips and began to push her harder against the bar, surprised at when she began to press her full breast against his chest. He ran his hands from her waist down to the hemline of her dress and pulled it up. Stacy hooked her fingers in the belt buckle of his jeans and began to loosen it, causing him to anxiously slip his fingers into her underwear and play around her arousal. She kept her eyes closed and only briefly flickered them open to keep an eye on the door. She dug her fingers with small pressure into his bottom lip as she released him desperately from his cloth cage. Patrick pulled her underwear down so that they pooled at her ankles. She stepped out of them and wrapped one leg around his waist.

"I love you," She whispered to him and he slid into her with one thrust, placing his hands in circle motions around her breasts. There was so much ecstasy and so much need, swirling around them that time seemed to stop still as he rhythmically entered her. She viciously ran her tongue with his and gripped her nails into his back. He pounded her against the bar and soon she was groaning against him, only one more swift movement caused her to choke up with her orgasm, causing tears to spill from her eyes. Patrick began to groan and soon he had let go of his own happiness, leaning against her with pants. Their chests were heaving up and down with each other.

Stacy rolled her eyes back and suddenly came to her sense; all rage fell down on her heavier than her pleasure only moments before. Patrick hadn't moved since as realisation filtered throughout him. .. She pushed him off her and stood their shocked at him, wiping her lips as though the taste of him began to poison her bloodstream. Patrick stood their, completely stunned at what just happened, fumbling as he rearranged himself, "Stacy I am -

She raised her hand and slapped him across the face "How dare you break my heart again?"

She ran away from him in a haze of tears and anguish.
Ciao Bella
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