Imagine #124: Me and You (Part 4)

*Y/N's P.O.V.*

It's around 2 in the freaking morning yet Patrick's playing his drums like it's the end of the world. I've done nothing but to twist and turn on this couch! God knows how I wanted to sleep right now, but the noise was too much.

I sat up while deciding to talk to him. I just walked towards his recording studio and knocked as loud as I can so he can hear me. After a while, he finally opened the door.

"Please...just please keep it down even a little bit. I can't sleep!" I said pleadingly and he stared at me.

"MY house. I can do whatever I want." He said with a teasing smirk and then shut the door.

I grunted in there, making faces in front of the door. I wanted fo strangle him for being so stubborn and childish, but I do feel that this kind of treatment is just for the mean time. Anyways, he's less mean to me recently.

I just annoyingly laid back to the couch and put as much as pillow over my head to cancel out tjhe noise...and maybe my sleepyness just took over and finally, I was able to sleep.

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*Patrick's P.O.V.*

For someone who's taking care of a pregnant woman...I'm doing a terrible work.

I know I'm mean to her, I know what I'm doing is too much...but really, this had happened one too many times for me to have a trust issue. Most especially now that I found out my girlfriend, which is now my EX, was cheating and I was the other guy. I hated that fact considering that I almost proposed to her! And now I feel like everyone's just fooling around me and I'm just done with it. I will never believe in anything again unless I have enough proof that its true.

I just woke up from an hour nap after working on my music last night and the moment I walked out of my room. I saw Y/N on the couch sleeping while there are three pillows over her head for trying to cancel out the noise I was making with my drums last night. I have to be honest, I felt bad for it, I know she shouldn't be stressing out like this but what can I do? It's been done.

I just walked to the kitchen and started to prepare some breakfast. Actually now I'm trying to be as silent as I can. Soon enough, I almost jumped when I saw Y/N standing by the counter.

"I'm sorry I overslept. I'll cook you some breakfast." She said sleepily as she tried to get me off from cooking. "Not breaking the rules. I'm using these things for you so you don't have the right to be angry." She smiled genuinely as she started to cook.

"You don't have to, I can do it mys--

"I insist. You're already letting me stay in your house for free, it's the least I can do." She answered.

I let her be after that as I on a chair on the dining table. I was observing her in there as she seemed to be enjoying what she was doing, just humming to herself with a smile. A sudden image in my mind just popped up: us, happy in this house as a little kid was running around giggling.

The picture was quite perfect and I hated the fact that Y/N was looking at me while I imagined that.

"Seems you're having a great morning." She said while serving the omellete she made. I had no idea but I just felt my cheeks burning up in there. "Eat well, Patrick." She said then headed back to the sink to wash the things she used.

I started to taste the food and it's quite good, I do think she's good at cooking.

"Why don't you eat too?" I murmured while I was eating there and she just looked at me, shocked that I was being like this to her.

"N-no, I can just eat later after you. I know you don't want --

"No. Eat here. You're wasting water by washing separately. Eat now." I tolf her while placing a plate in the place in front of me. She just reluctantly sat there and started to eat too. I can feel the awkwardness around us and my inner self is already telling me to be less mean to her starting now. I honestly think she's a great girl and doesn't deserve the treatment I give to her.

"How are you feeling?" I asked while looking at her. She still has this shocked impression while looking at me.

"Are...are you drunk? Or maybe you ate something different?" She asked and her expression is just priceless that I couldn't stop myself from chuckling and soon enough she began to laugh too. "I-I'm sorry, I just though you're not Patrick for a while." She said, more silently this time.

"I told you, I let you in here to take care of you and honestly I'm not doing a good job so I'm sorry. I have reasons --

"I know and I respect that, that's why I'm no complaining." She said humbly and again I felt this sudden change in my heart beat. "Anyways, I'm fine except from the morning sickness...which is I'm kind of feeling now...excus--

Before she can even finish talking she sprinted towards the bathroom and vomitted. I had no ides but I followed her in there and started to rub her back. I also ponytailed her hair so she can feel more comfortable. After a while she's finally done, then she just washed after that.

"I'm sorry." She told me.

"You okay? Feeling anything else?" I asked worriedly as I guide her towards the chair.

"I'm fine. Thanks." She answered me. "Are you really sure you're Patrick?" She asked and again I chuckled at her.

"Don't push it, Y/N." I said with a smirk and she just giggled.

"Sorry, I'm just thinking that if you're like that...I might get used to it and I know that's not a good thing." She said.

"Maybe...its to early to say something like that." I told her and I think that made her more shock with my character change.

I just hoped this continue...I really think this is not bad as it seems.

{Thanks for reading!!!!! Photo not mine, credits to owner}