Patrick had asked you out, taking you to the nicest restaurant in Derry not minding the cost. As the two of you sat there, mostly quiet as you listened to the music and the people dance all around in the front, you looked at Patrick as he asked you to dance, nodding in agreement. As the two of you danced, he began to feel a warmth in the pit of his stomach, beginning to feel more comfortable with you. As he pulled you flush against him, his lips close to your ear as he began whispering the terrible things he's done. But somehow, you weren't afraid, he could tell by the smile that spread across your beautiful features. As his lips pressed against your collarbones and your jaw, you couldnt help but run a hand through his hair, which was surprisingly soft.

" you don't know what you're getting yourself into... "

he whispered before he grabbed your jaw firmly in his hand, his lips pressing against yours in a passionate kiss.