"Wow," I breathed, pulling away from Patrick. "Wow," he agreed, a grin on his face. A silence fell over us as we stared at each other, Patricks hand still on my waist and my own still in his hair. "It's getting late." I sighed eventually, my eyes flicking to the grey clock that hung on the wall; it was now 11:08.

"You're right, if you don't go to bed soon you won't wake up in time to go to the coffee shop." Patrick said, his voice quite and soothing. "Exactly, so if I don't go to bed right now, I won't wake up in time." I smiled. Patrick for rowed his eyebrows at me, but broke into a smile when he realized what I was hinting at.

"Okay, I'll get you some blankets and pillows. Or do you want to sleep on my bed and I can sleep on the couch?" Patrick questioned, standing up. "I was actually thinking I could sleep with you," I said, standing up to face him. "Oh," he said, a surprised look on his face. "But we both wear clothes, and nothing sexual, yet."

Patrick nodded and took my hand, giving it a small squeeze before leading me towards the bedroom. "I'll get you some sleep clothes," he said, walking into his closet as I looked around the room. The walls were a dark grey, a few black and white pictures covering them. There was a queen sized bed in the middle of the room, black sheets and grey pillows on it.

I walked over to it, sitting down as I waited for Patrick. "Alright, here's a top." He said, handing me a Guns N' Roses sweater before walking over to the black dresser across from the bed. He pulled out a pair of sweatpants and walked over to me again. "And here are the bottoms." I took them from him, "Thank you."

"You can go change in the bathroom, or in here." He said, getting his own pyjamas. "I'll change in here," I decided finally, starting to pull off my T-shirt. Patrick nodded and walked down the hall, probably to the bathroom. I got changed into the sweats and jumper, putting my jeans and shirt on a bench next to the bed.

Patrick walked back in a few seconds after, he was now wearing a navy blue V-neck and a pair of black sweatpants. "Alright, so I guess we just, get into the bed." He chuckled awkwardly, getting into the left side. I laughed along and got into the right side, turning off the light on the nightstand as I did so.

Patrick took off his glasses and put them on the nightstand before turning off the lamp. He turned so he was facing me, a small smile on his face. I looked into his eyes, the moonlight shining in from the window made his eyes shine a dark grey. "You're eyes look beautiful," I whispered, bringing my hand up to caress his face.

Patrick tensed at the sudden touch but soon relaxed, and leaned into my touch. "I would say the same thing, but I don't have my glasses and I honestly can't see shit right now." He chuckled quietly, that goofy grin appearing on his face. I smiled as I watched him, his eyes closing slightly, as his smile was so big.

I scooted closer to him, reading my head on his chest. Patrick wrapped his arms around my torso and pulled me closer, a content sigh leaving his lips. "This feels so normal," I told him, draping my arm over his waist. "I know, I missed it." Patrick replied quietly, giving me a small squeeze and pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

"It's been almost three years since the accident, what did you do in the time we weren't together?" I asked, my voice just above a whisper. We were alone, there was no need to be quiet, but it just felt right. As if our voices would wake up the whole city if we spoke any louder. "Nothing really. I woke up, went to work, came home, fell asleep, and repeated the process." He replied.

"It was the same thing, every day. When I was at home is just sit on the couch for hours, not doing anything. People would try and call me, to check up on me, but I never answered. I just wanted to be left alone. Everyone told me it wasn't healthy, they told me to go see someone, and that if I didn't my own mind would eat me alive.

"About a year after the accident I couldn't take the guilt any longer. I couldn't handle knowing that because of me, you got hurt." Patrick whispered, I could hear the pain in his voice as he held back tears. "So I took some pills, hoping it would end the pain. But it didn't. I eventually woke up in the hospital.

"The same Doctor that treated me for the accident was there. He told me my mom found me when she came to check on me. If she was even a few minutes later I could've died. I had been knocked out for three hours before I woke up, and when I did they told me I'd have to be taken to a different hospital. One for special people.

"The next day the brought me there, I couldn't even get any of my things. All oh as were the clothes I came in, but they wouldn't let me keep those. They were afraid I would try to hurt myself with the shoelaces, or belt." Patrick sighed, a sniffle leaving him. I tightened my grip around him, letting him know everything was okay right now.

"They kept me there for two months. Locked in a small room for most of the day, nothing but books and a window to keep me company. I had to go see a psychologist everyday, so I wouldn't go insane, or whatever. If you don't want your patients getting worse, then don't seclude them from the real world.

"But that doesn't matter anymore. After two months my psychologist told the doctors I was okay, and free to go. That was over a year ago, and I've been okay since. I would occasionally get the urge to do something, but I did things to distract me. Then slowly things started getting better and better, I got a promotion, I found a nicer apartment,"

Patrick trailed off as he pulled away slightly to look at me, "I reconnected with you."

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Author's Note:

FUCK GUYS I HAVE TwO ENDINGS FOR THIS STORY AND THEYRE CRAZY OMG

Okay so I'm going to do the original ending, and an alternate ending :-)

One of them is going to fuck you guys up so hard and I'll probably get lots of "IM CRYING WHAT HAVE YOU DONE" comments ;-)

But thank you for reading, it means so much <3

Ending at chapter 15, plus a bonus chapter 16 which will be the alternate ending. :-)