Patrick had been invited to stay at Henrys with the rest of the Bowers Gang over the weekend; giving him free rein of Henrys little sister, Madelyn, who'd he been so desperate to get his hands on. Patrick excused himself to the bathroom, unable to stop himself from peeking into your room; feeling a sickening desire in the pit of his stomach when he sees your room empty. Patrick hand gripped tight onto the small desk next to your laundry hamper; struggling to keep himself from lashing out from the overwhelming emotions coursing through him Patrick groaned as he leans body weight onto your desk to keep himself up, a pair of your Panties clutched tight in his fist and pressed flush against his face; too lost in his own world to hear the bedroom door creaking open to announce your return