Amnesia (A Patrick Dempsey FanFic)

Chapter 48

Brooke's POV

"Okay, we are on a time scrunch, so we will need to start filming as soon as possible." Michael says after we have run through the entire script which took about an hour. "So, we will take an hour break, then we will be assigning trailers. Break."

"So, what do you want to do?" I ask Patrick as everything stands up and starts to walk around.

"We can do anything you want." He says mimicking the stairwell scene in the first episode. We both stand up and walk towards the door.

"Okay, we need to talk." I say, because we didn't have enough time to talk this morning about the kiss.

"What do we to talk about?" He asks as I pull him into the closet that is right outside the room we were just in.

"The kiss, what does it mean?" I ask.

"We can do it again and find out." He says with a smile getting closer to me.

"No, really." I say pushing him away.

"I don't know." He sighs, walking in a circle away from me.

"Does this mean we're a thing?Because I'm fine with that, I just don't know if you want to be unavailable or if it was just a one time thing. If you don't want to be a thing, then that's fine, I just don't want to get my hopes up if-" I am paused by him kissing me, and softly pushing me against the wall.

"We're a thing." He says pausing then kissing me again.

"Okay." I say with a smile as he is still kissing me. "We should probably get out of here before anything looks suspicious."

"Okay." He says returning me with a smile as we walk out of the closet.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?" Michael asks walking up to.

"We were just talking." Patrick says trying not to be suspicious. I don't want to tell Michael about us, or at least not now, especially after what's happened.

"About what?" He asks not giving up on trying to figure it out.

"We can't tell you." I say in a serious tone.

"Why not?" He asks.

"I just told you, we can't tell you." I say.

"Just tell me, it's alright." He asks not budging.

"Fine, we were planning a surprise birthday party for you next week, but now you know, so it's not a surprise any more." I say improvising, it really is his birthday next week, but I wasn't planning anything.

"Oh, sorry." He says leaning on one foot.

"Yeah, well we have to go." I say walking towards the door that we came in this morning, assuming that Patrick is following me.

"Is it really his birthday?" Patrick asks at a whisper as we exit the set.

"Yeah." I say with a chuckle.

"That was smart." He says as we stop at the car.

"I need to ask Michael when I can go back home and get some things." I say staring at the ground trying to think when a good them for that would be, "I don't need any clothes now, because I can just wash them, but I'd like to get my other clothes eventually."

"Yeah, he probably say that next week would be a good them because they won't be filming you." He says leaning on the car.

"Are you guys, like, a thing?" I hear a woman's voice behind me say.

"Uh." I say turning around to find Sandra smiling at us.

"Oh my god, you totally are." She says with a smile as age crosses her arms.

"Don't tell anyone." I say putting my index finger in front my lips then making a "sh" sound.

"My lips, are sealed." She says doing the zipper thing with her lips.