Author's Note:

This chapter may not make to much sense, since Pete will be in the videos. So just read carefully because anytime he talks with quotation marks its in the video not in real life. But hope you guys enjoy this chapter :-)

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The next video that showed up was of Patrick and I. We were sitting on his couch, blankets wrapped around us as we watched a movie. "Trick, what're you doing?" I asked, leaning my head against Patrick's shoulder. "Well my dear, the current date is June fourth. And it's almost midnight, do you know what that means?" Patrick turned his head to look at me, a goofy grin on his face.

"That means it's almost my birthday," I mumbled, rolling my eyes, but there was still a big smile on my face. "That's correct, it's almost my baby's birthday." Patrick laughed, pressing a kiss to my temple. As I watched the screen I felt my lips curl up in a smile, the all to familiar butterflies I've grown use to coming back.

I watched as Patrick got off of the couch and soon came back with a small box wrapped with a red bow. "This is for you." He said, handing me to box as he sat down again. I took it from him, a sigh leaving me. "I love you, you know that right?" I said, looking up at him, my eyes holding nothing but love. "I know, and I love you too." Patrick said from behind the camera, and I could literally hear the smile on his face.

"Alright, it's midnight. Open it!" Patrick said, an excited squeak leaving his mouth. I laughed at this and shook my head, my fingers undoing the bow before I pulled the lid off. "Oh my god, it's beautiful." I breathed, picking the object out of the box. It was a silver watch. I turned my attention from the screen and looked down at my wrist, seeing the same watch.

My parents had told me that this was my grandpas watch, and that he wanted me to have it before he passed. But in reality Patrick's the one that gave it to me for my twenty-third birthday. I turned my wrist, seeing 2.14.12 engraved on the bottom. My parents never told me what it meant, but after watching the videos Patrick made for me a realized.

February fourteenth, twenty-twelve.
Valentine's Day, but also the day Patrick and I started dating.

"I love it, thank you so much." I said, crawling over to Patrick and hugging him tightly. The screen was black since my sweater was covering it as Patrick and I hugged. "You're welcome," Was the last thing I heard, along with the sound of us kissing, before the screen cut to black again.

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"Patrick! Stop, no!" I squealed, running away from Patrick as he chased me around his apartment, flour held tightly in his fist. "Baby come here, I just want a hug." He laughed, chasing me back into the kitchen where we had been making cookies just a few minutes earlier. I let out a scream as Patrick walked over to me and grabbed me by the waist, pulling me into him.

Patrick turned the camera back on himself, showing that he was entirely covered in flour. "This, Pete, is why you should not attack me with flour ever again." Patrick said calmly, a mischievous grin on his face. He turned the camera back to where he was holding me. He threw his fistful of flour into my face and hair, turning me completely white.

"Uh, clean it up, Coke whore." Patrick said, mimicking a girls voice as he pointed to my face. "Did you- did you just quote White Chicks?" I laughed, flour flying out of my mouth with every exhale. "Maybe." Patrick giggled, rubbing his hand through my hair, causing my flour to fly around the room.

After that the video ended. I leaned back in my chair, wrapping the blanket tighter around my body as the next video started playing. Now it was of Patrick, sitting on his couch. He was wearing the same outfit he was the day I first saw him in, but he had taken off his jacket. So now he was only in his red cardigan, fedora, and glasses. But the camera was only up to his chest so I couldn't see his bottoms.

"I saw you today." He smiled, a chuckle leaving him as if he couldn't believe it. I walked into the coffee shop, the one we use to go to all the time, and I saw you sitting in our usual table. You smiled at me, and I fell in love all over again." Patrick smiled and looked away, probably thinking about it again.

"I got my order and sat down in the corner. Whenever I looked up I'd catch you staring at me." He chuckled, causing me to blush. Had I really been that obvious? "But don't worry, I thought it was adorable. It reminded me of when we together, I'd always see you looking at me out of the corner of my eye." Patrick said quietly.

"But I decided something." He sat up, suddenly more confident. "I'm going to fight for you. I'm going to make you mine again, because I don't know what to do anymore. Everything in my life has come crashing down, but when I saw you again today it was like nothing else mattered. All of my problems disappeared and all I could think about was you.

"I don't know if this is going to work, it's really just a shot in the dark. But I never stopped loving you, and I'm going to go to the end of earth if it means I'll have even the tiniest chance to be with you again." And with that Patric stood up and turned off the camera. And instead of a black screen, a replay button popped up, indicating that the video was over.

I looked at the time, seeing it was almost ten. I got home at eight thirty, and I've been watching this video since. All these feelings were rushing through me, love, happiness, confusion, and even some I couldn't explain. I had to go to Patrick, I had to fix things.

So with a sudden burst of confidence I quickly got up from the chair, throwing the blanket off of my body before grabbing my jacket. I said a quick goodbye to Hemingway as I ran out of my apartment, locking the door behind me as I ran out of the building. After a few minutes I found myself in front of Patricks apartment.

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Author's Note:

Fun Fact: I was actually going to make Pete work at a record shop with teenage Frank. But for some random reason I was like no he'll be a guidance counsellor haha

But the next chapter is going to be pretty great ;-))