[1] Landing on a runway in Chicago - Stump [1]

“We're the therapists pumping through your speakers
Delivering just what you need
We're well read and poised
We're the best boys
We're the chemists who've found the formula
To make your heart swell and burst
No matter what they say, don't believe a word”

He kissed me ever so lightly on the lips, then he kissed me again only for longer and more passionately. I felt like a swarm of butterflies were fluttering about my stomach.

“Patrick!!”

Shit. Jenny.

We sprung apart and straightened ourselves up, readying ourselves for the verbal beating that was most probably heading our way.

“Patrick? What on earth was that?” She stared in disbelief at him with her mouth wide open. I was secretly hoping a spider would crawl in there and choke her.

“Um..” He was nervous. I could tell. He was shifting his weight between his feet and looking around, he looked at me and his eyes were almost screaming HELP!

“It was my fault Jenny!” I held my hands up as a way of surrender. How could I let him be torn apart by the woman he ‘loved’? Granted I hated her guts for taking him but I didn’t want him to be hurt.

“I should’ve known. I knew you liked him the moment I set eyes on you. It was written all over your face” She scowled at me and looked at me like I was lower than dirt. Meanwhile Patrick was also looking at me…

“I’m sorry, I suppose my feelings took over…and I’m sorry Jenny. I really am.” I took a step forward. I didn’t mean a word of it. I wasn’t sorry we kissed. I was sorry we got caught. “I’ll leave you two to talk shall I?”

“Oh no! I think I should leave you two!” She said pointing from one to the other. “You seem to have decided what you want Patrick.”

I just raised my eyebrows and walked away thinking that they needed to sort this out between them. When I got to the bar, Jenny came out of nowhere and slapped me straight on the face. It stung. I could feel tears forcing themselves out of my eyes as I held my cheek and stared at her in shock.

“How dare you.” Jenny’s face was stained with tears, all red and blotchy (Ha!). “Kissing Patrick?! Making him doubt our relationship?! HOW DARE YOU!” She was pointing at me visciously and by now a large amount of people were staring. Patrick came running out.

“What? Believe it or not it takes more than one person to kiss.”

“Oh, yeah! So you forcing your tongue down his throat took both of you did it?”

“I said I was sorry what more do you want?”

“You just walked away, without explaining anything to me!”

“Oh so you want an explanation?

“Yes! Finally she gets the message!” She was pointing towards her head patronisingly as if I was a retard.

“Well here it is! I love him” Tears were now falling from my eyes, my voice was diminished from a shout to more of a whimper. I looked to Patrick whose facial expression was one of endearment, then I looked at Jenny who looked like Satan on E. I shrugged my shoulders. “I love him.”

There was silence. Everyone was now staring at me. Emma and Laura forced their way to the front and were looking at me sympathetically, and Joe Andy and Pete all had a faint smile on their lips.

“You slut.” Jenny said simply. “Get out.” I was actually scared. I felt alienated, and wondered why on earth no one had stepped up and helped.

“What?” I was confused.

“GET OUT” She bellowed. I didn’t look at anyone, turned and ran.

I kept running. And running. And running.

My heart was no where to be seen, the pieces Jenny had claimed as a trophy to mark how she broke someone. The person who bared her soul to 200 people. I’m such a fool. An idiot. God if my life were a musical there would be a real tearjerker right now.

Out of breath and out of luck I stopped and found myself in the park. Because it was spring it was still just light at the present time of…oh I don’t have a watch. I sat on a bench and sobbed and sniffled. After all of that…no one stuck up for me. No one dared to stand up to her and rescue me.

“Hayley?”

I gasped and looked up to see Pete staring down at me. “What are you doing here?”

“Came to see how you are.” He sat down and took a deep breath.

“Well clearly I’m not okay.”

“I know.” He said.

“Why didn’t you stand up for me? Stop her from saying those terrible things.” I looked at him in the eye.

“Honestly? I don’t know. I was stunned at what you said. You love Patrick? I mean I knew you liked him but I didn’t know you felt so strongly.”

“Well load of good it did me.” I stared back at the floor.

“Yeah actually it did. When you left, everyone made Jenny leave in a taxi. Patrick said he never wanted to see her again and almost trapped her head in the car door.”

“Shame.” I said.

“What’s that then?” He asked.

“Shame he didn’t.” I laughed through my sniffles. “Where is he?”

“At the party still, everyone else is gone though, we decided to reschedule. He wants me to take you back there.”

I just nodded and we took the short walk back to the Noise Room. Damn it I though I’d ran further than that!

Pete left me to go in on my own when we got to the door. I went to the top of the stairs that looked out on the room and saw Patrick looking up at me from where he was sat at the bar.

He stood up as I descended the stairs. I stood opposite him.

“Hi” He said.

“Hey.” I whispered.

“I’m sorry. For everything. And thank you. For making me realise what a bitch she was.”

“No problem. But next time I’m not getting involved if I’m gonna get slapped.”

He laughed and took my hand. “And to what you said earlier…I love you to.”

I looked at him deep in the eyes and smiled. He clapped once as he led me to the dance floor.

Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls started playing and I laughed as he swept me into a blissful dance in the middle of the floor. He touched my chin and lifted it up and kissed me. It was the best feeling in the world.

Kissing someone who had completely given themselves to you

and who you had definitely fallen for.

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