Imagine #91: Camp Pop Punk (Part 4)

You've been tossing and turning yourself in that sofa for hours, but you can't quite get yourself to fall asleep. It's not that you're thinking of some things, it's just that you really can't get your sleep.

"You know I'm beginning to pity that sofa, you've been making it creak for the past hour." You suddenly heard that cold emotionless voice of your 'roommate'. Patrick still seems to be awake and you've been wondering why. It's already 2 in the morning too, you just thought that maybe it's his body clock. You tried to ignore him and pretend to be asleep, but that guy knows you too well by now.

Since the time he saved you from falling from that obstacle course, somehow your relationship got a bit soft. He wasn't rude to you at all times, just blank and emotionless, and if he goes rude to you, you'll straight up stand in his way and say your opinion and somehow you knew he likes it that way. Somehow, you knew he enjoys that you respond that way. Others have been looking up to you recently because of that too, but some say you're insane too by of what you're doing.

You tried to stay still and finally, you're reaching that sweet sleep when all of a sudden someone was already poking you.

"Hey, wake up! Sleepyhead, wake up." It was Patrick again, but he;s been shaking you now. You grunted because he just shoo-ed your sleep away once more.

"What?!" you whispered shout and sit up straight. You saw Patrick looking out in the window.

"It's beautiful." He said while looking out and that phrase came out so gentle and true.

"What are you –" you looked out too and you realized what he was talking about – shooting stars.

The sky was so clear, there are so many stars up there and the meteor shower was clearly seen. You, yourself was too mesmerized to even talk, you're just staring straight there. You crawled half od your body through the window to check if anyone is seeing this but it seems that you and Patrick were the only ones awake that time.

"This is a waste, everyone should have seen this!" you said excitedly, your eyes still intact in the skies.

"Hey, come on. There's a ladder here to the roof. The view will be more beautiful there." Patrick said excitedly with a genuine smile. You looked at him in shock because he looks like a kid who just saw a candy store. It was too cute...too different with what he's showing outside.

Patrick pulled down the ladder which was a bit too high for him and you. You walked up to him and he smiled at you, you thought that he might have forgotten that he's supposed to be rude.

"I'll boost you up, come on." He said and got to position and with no hesitation you jumped on him, reaching the ladder and going up. You looked down and lend a hand to him then you pulled him up. In no time, you were both on the roof of the cabin, staring straight in the skies.

"Well, you're right. It's more beautiful here." You told him with a satisfied smile. You both sat there, side by side while gazing on the meteor shower...it's really romantic once you thought of it and that made you blush so much, good things it's dark in there.

Silence fell between you and him and you know you're just enjoying the moment.

"Didn't know you're a fond of these things, Mr. Stump." You said, breaking the long silence.

"Well, I have a soft spot for things that are beautiful in my sight." He answered with a smirk. Here he goes again.

"Well, explains why you're hard to impress." You casually answered while shrugging your shoulders. Suddenly, he chuckled then look at you.

"Well, it's not...I'm easily mesmerized with everything, really. I just chose not to show it now because...--" he started talking then he looked at you and sighed. "You know, nevermind." You just stared at Patrick for a while then smiled at him.

'You do it in the dark

Have that smile on your face now

Well trapped and well concealed

In secret places, whoah oh.' You playfully sang and he chuckled at you.

"Well, you're good at revising the lyrics of our song to perfectly explain your surroundings." He answered then looked away again.

"I know I have no right to ask and I'll give you that. I just feel that you really have a reason why you're doing this, but I hope you're not missing out things with what you're doing, Patrick." You told him.

"What do you mean?" he asked

"You know, you keep pushing everyone away, I guess? Maybe that'll trigger something that might lead you away from where you'll suppose to go, or push anyone who are supposed to go to you." You explained.

"Destiny, Y/N. I believe in that. No matter what you do, how you act or who you are, if it's for you, it'll always come back for you. And I'll just wait for that." He answered with a hopeful smile and you chuckled at him.

"Well, I guess you're cheesy afterall." You teased him...

So far, this conversation with him was the best you can have for now.

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*Few days later*

'Why is she receiving special attention from him?'

'Is there something going on between them?'

'Something's happening between them.'

'Surely, she's just a fame whore.'

Those were the sentences that have been bothering you for a while now and you hate it. They're talking about you and Patrick's relationship, but really, it's not even that close. Patrick just laid low on being rude to you and that's that, they were just the ones who's thinking of it the wrong way, and you hate it.

You're trying your best to ignore them and you're even ignoring Patrick now, not fighting back anymore, just plain avoiding him. You know you had to focus since the final competition is coming fast. You're about to sing this original song you made and it has always been your dream to let these bands right here to hear it.

You just went to your room for a while to get your guitar and you saw Patrick in there. He was surely looking at me worriedly. You decided to ignore him, unlike any other day, and went straight to get my guitar.

"Y/N, is anything wrong?" he asked all of a sudden and you were shocked because he's already near you.

"Nothing, I'll just go get my –"

"No, I mean...why have you been avoiding me?" he asked which caught you off guard. It's bothering him, he noticed that too.

You sighed as you look at him while holding your guitar.

"Patrick, haven't you heard the rumors around? I don't...I know you don't want that and it's been bothering me too...Saying that I'm only after you for the fame, for the money, for the opportunity you'll give, it pulls me down...they kept thinking I'm taking advantage of you and I don't want that to happen and I know you don't too. They're right, you're way higher than I am, I shouldn't go and keep 'being close' with you. I'm sorry, I wanted to, but...I hope you understand." You explained to him honestly.

You really don't want to avoid him, most especially now that you're getting closer and closer. Hell, this has been what you always wanted and you've been seeing his good side now, it's just that the situation doesn't allow you to go any further. The words of other people have been getting in your head and you don't want this to be rumored even outside this camp...Patrick's reputation is at stake here.

Patrick looked at you seriously, like the very first time you've seen him...emotionless, cold, and blank. He just nodded once and began to walk away...

'Well, so much for that old Patrick for me." You whispered to yourself sadly as you sigh.

{I'm really sorry for updating so slowly. I'm trying my best. THANKS FOR READING!}