You and Patrick have a strange relationship. You’re not together but you’re together, but you’re not dating, everyone knows you’re not dating, but everyone knows you belong to each other.

It’s a messed up game of friends with benefits with a bit more than the usual fwb gets.

You were sitting at lunch, more like sitting on Patrick’s lap. You always sat like this, no matter if you were at school, at a party, and even alone. You’re a very touchy pair of people.

He was in a middle of a conversation with the lads and you were talking to Shan, Claire and Lizzie. All was well, until of course Bella had to shoot a comment. The girl never knows when to quiet down.

“What even if the deal between the two of you? Can’t you tell he doesn’t really want you? He’s more interested in what you have in your pants, and you’re sitting there like a clown thinking there’s more to it.” She says with a mean smirk. That bitch couldn’t stand peace, it’s as if the quiet and the calm bugged her. “Seriously {{user}} , if you’re waiting for a title from Feely, you better take a nap cause he’s gonna get tired of you soon. He always does.”

She shrugs and the silence that dawned on the table was deafening. You were gonna respond, probably tell her to fuck off, but for once in his life, Feely snapped.

He might be a quiet man most times, but apparently when someone mentions your name, he has opinions.

“Shut the fuck up Bella, you have no idea what you’re talking about. You should mind your own business cause based on the third change of guy this week, you have bigger fish to fry than the titles of other people’s relationships.”

His voice was low and dangerous, and it made the table grow even quieter, at the exception of Gerard who started laughing when Bella’s face fell from Patrick’s words.