Grace POV
I woke up on the sofa and I saw I was the only one awake. I untangled myself from Patricks strong grip and walked up into my room. I remembered what the doctor had said about only having 5 weeks left to live. Why not live them to the fullest. I began writing out what I was gonna do. The list read:
Week One - With all of Fall Out Boy
Concert
Week Two - With Joe
Cinema
Week Three - With Andy
Learn to play the drums
Week Four - With Patrick
Buy ice cream and sit at the park
Week Five - With Pete
Meet Paramore and Panic! At the disco
Celebrate last days of life with a party
I heard my door open and I saw Pete.
" What you doing?" He asked me.
" Oh it's nothing. Really. Don't worry about it" I told him. He ignored me and walked over to the list. He read through it and he began to cry. There were only a few times I had seen my brother cry and this was one of the exceptions.
" I just realised that in a few weeks you wont be here anymore." Pete said now in floods of tears.
" I will. I will always be with you in here." I poked his chest where his heart is.
" Yeah but it won't be the same without you." Pete said tears still pouring from his eyes.
" I will miss you all so much and it won't be the same without you guy either. It won't be the same without any of you. You have all helped me through so.much and I can't thank you enough." We hugged each other and I wiped away his tears. We walked downstairs and saw all the guys awake.
" We were worried about where you two had gone." Patrick said.
" We were upstairs having a chat." I told them. I gave them a face telling them not to ask about the chat and they all acknowledged that and left it there.
" What are we gonna do on this fine Sunday morning." I asked.
" We could read your note." Pete said.
" What note?" Patrick asked getting worried.
" This note." I said placing the note on the table. The guys read it.
" Is that all you want to do." Pete asked.
" Well its all my body will allow me to do. With my lungs not being lungs I can't do much else." I said sad that I couldn't spend my last days with them in a better way.
"Then we all agree what this is the plan we will take. Starting tomorrow until next Sunday we will do small concerts around here but on one condition." Pete said.
" Which is?" I asked.
" You have to perform at least one song with us." Pete said.
" I would ruin the concert and upset the fans." I told the guys.
" No you wouldn't you either do the shows with us or we don't do the shows" Pete said.
" Okay but only a few songs. I don't want to wear myself out this early." I told them.
" Okay then it is sorted. Let me tell twitter about this and start sorting venues and tickets." Pete told us. Pere then walked off into his room to organise the concerts.
" I'm just gonna get my meds from my room I'll be back." I said. I ran into my room and grabbed my box of pills. I brought them downstairs and walked into the kitchen and got a drink of water. I took my tablets and then I felt someones hands snake around my waist. I turned to see Patrick grinning from ear to ear. I kissed him and his smile grew if that was possible. After I took my pills I felt a pain in my head. I grabbed my head in pain.
" Grace are you okay?" Patrick asked.
" Yeah its just a headache." I told him as it was just a really bad headache.
" Come lie down on the sofa." Patrick told me. I tried to protest but I was to tired. I walked over to the sofa and lay down. I felt Patrick cuddle into me and we fell asleep in each others arms.
I awoke to see that the guys had gone. I ran into their rooms and they weren't their. I ran in the kitchen and they weren't there. I went into every room and they weren't there. I remembered there was one room I hadn't checked. The music room. I walked into the music room and saw all of the guys sat with their instruments.
" There you are." I said put of breath.
" Are you okay?" Pete asked getting worried.
" Yeah I just ran around the whole house trying to find you guys." I said finally catching my breath.
" Sit down." Pete ordered. I did as he told me.
" We were just practising for the gigs." Andy told me.
" Oh don't mind me then. Carry on." I said.
" No. We need you for the next few songs." Pete told me.
" Um okay then." I said.
" The song is
What a catch donnie
Is that okay for you Grace?" Patrick asked me.
" Yeah that's fine." I told them. I walked over to the piano and began to play with the guys.
Patrick sang:
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
You'll never catch us
So just let me be
Said I'll be fine
Till the hospital or American Embassy
Miss Flack said I still want you back
Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I'm the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you
They say the captain
Goes down with the ship
So, when the world ends
Will God go down with it?
Miss Flack said I still want you back
Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I'm the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you
What a catch
What a catch
What a catch
What a catch
I sang these parts:
I will never end up like him
Behind my back, I already am
Keep a calendar
This way you will always know
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I'm the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
Maybe he won't find out what I know
You were the last good thing
We're going down, down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin' down swinging
Dance, dance, we're falling apart to halftime
Dance, dance, and these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you, only sweeter
Growing up, growing up
Me and Patrick sang this part together.
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
I heard all the guys applaud me. Patrick lent over to me and wiped away my tears I didn't know I had.
"This is so what we are going to sing tomorrow." Patrick said.
" Yep." I told him.
" We best be going to sleep if we wanna be able to perform tomorrow." Pete said. We all nodded. I walked upstairs and lay in my bed. I was just about to go to sleep when my door opened. I saw Patricks cute little innocent face peer around my door.
" I was uh wondering if you wanted to sleep in uh my room. Not like sex you know just sleeping with clothes on." Patrick said awkwardly.
"Okay."
"Okay. Lets go." Patrick told me. He picked me up from my bed and carried me into his room. He lay me down on his bed and got in next to me. He kissed my forehead.
" Night babe." He said
" Night trick." I said. I then fell into a deep dreamless sleep wrapped in Patricks protective grip.
Hi guys. Thanks for reading this story. I love you all. Stay awesome.
- FallOutGirl19 -