Dream Catcher

Three

Not really knowing how to reply to Patrick's question the (h/c) haired teenager chewed softly on her bottom lip; "I'm not so sure if that would be alright Patrick." (Y/n) says softly, "I mean you hate the loser club and I'm sorta apart of them; so it wouldn't be fair to them, I hope you understand what I'm saying Patrick."

Patrick didn't drop his act at all infact it seemed that the mischief look that was upon his face turned out to be even more mischief, it that was possible that is. "Oh I understand completely," Patrick smirks leaning down to reach (Y/n) height.

"You did say that you're sorta part of the losers club." Patrick says, "Which means you aren't completely sure if you're apart of those losers." Chewing on the bottom of he lip more neverously (Y/n) got where Patrick was going was this, 'He really isn't going to give up that easily.' she thinks to herself; "Well Patrick," stopping the chewing on her bottom lips she clears her throat, "How ever kind of the offer you are offering is nice I will have to politely decline it; I mean you wouldn't wanna be seen hanging out with me, now would you?"

Patrick moves his arm up and places it around  (Y/n) shoulders not caring how the (h/c) haired female tired to strug it off but with such little effort it wasn't going to just magically fall off her shoulder, Patrick was a tall guy and with that height comes strength. "Well I mean I wouldn't mind it." Patrick insisted staring down into her (e/c) orbs that held so many mixed emotion at the moment.

As much as she didn't want to walk down the street alone; since the sun was starting to set much faster now and the once beautiful colors that filled the sky was slowly fading away and would soon turn into a dark nighttime sky filled with the stars and glowing light that radiated from within the moon, she also didn't wanna be with the Bower gang when it did get dark.

'Who knows what's going through their mind!' she thinks unconsciously pulling her sweater closer towards her body, she's heared heard of how Patrick was a player with most of the girls in school but he wasn't just a player he was a monster; downgrading the females, being a pervert. (Y/n) wasn't sure if she wanted him around her especially him and his friends while she was variable and alone.

"Come one Patrick let's just go," saying the blonde haired boy; his name was Victor and he was most of a mystery to everyone, sure he hung out with the Bower gang but there was just something about his area that made either people wanna stay away from him because of his reputation or get to know him because he seemed so quite. "Clearly she isn't interested in ya!" Victor says.

"I agree, let's just go." Belch says; he was much more rounder then the other three boys and was a bit overweight, but not in a bad way. It fit him in a way; the weight that is, but whiles while he may have been a bit bigger then the rest of the gang he still had defined arms.

"Oh shut up you two shit heads, she never said if she was or wasn't interested!" Patrick shouts towards his friends; "Which I'm not." (Y/n) unknowingly replies, which makes Patrick turn a side eye to the remark, "Even so, that doesn't mean we can't walk ya home princess," Patrick says going back towards his cocky ways, "Wouldn't want ya disappearing on us, like all those other kids, now would we," Patrick smirks pulling away from her body and crossed his arms across his slim but buff chest; "So watcha say princess, allow us the honour of walking ya home?"