𝐄𝐌𝐎 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐈

P. Stump - She's my weakness (part 1)

/patrick x reader. Lemme get shit straight, the reader has these extraoridnary powers and she wanted to help Patrick so when Patrick met her his life got a looooot exciting, he looks like his Soul Punk era (in the media) btw. Also this is gonna be a long ass chapter/ :> /reminder: neither all of the bands exist in this story/

Patrick's POV

It happened so quickly, everything I knew was now gone. I was now hiding from all of the evil and from all the people that want to take me. To take us. To take her.

Somehow, in our situation, I found myself falling for the girl with extraoridnary traits.

She helped me and now, I have to save her.

3rd person POV

| f l a s h b a c k : 2 d a y s a g o |

Patrick was walking his way back to his hotel. After another business trip, he decided to head out, explore the place before he leaves tomorrow.

Under the silent night, he walked slowly, admiring the peaceful place.

It was almost December and snow was already falling, Patrick had both his hands in the pocket of his coat and his black fedora on his head, some snow getting caught up on it.

It was so peaceful, so quiet, and so still that Patrick wanted it to stay that way.

He turned to an alley, taking a short cut to his hotel, he thought it was safe.

Well, he thought it was safe.

In an instant, Patrick got shot in the stomach. He didn't see who shot him, the figure moved quickly and ran away from the scene.

Patrick groaned in pain and agony, pressing his hand on the stinging part. "Oh my God!" A shocked voice said.

There was another figure that kneeled besides him. They smelled like lavender and flowers, Patrick smiled at the scent.

"I-umm, I need to do this s-so don't freak out" she said. Patrick looked at her, she had (e/c) eyes that shined under the moonlight and h/c hair that suited her face.

She gently took Patrick's hand off of his wound, earning a hiss from Patrick. "Sorry" she apologised.

She pressed her soft hand and there was a white aura coming from her palm, Patrick was too busy looking at her.

His eyes dilated as she locked gazes with him. Within seconds, the aura was gone and Patrick felt no pain.

"H-how did you-" "please, go home" she whispered, looking around. "Someone's trying to kill you" she warned, helping him up.

Patrick furrowed his eyebrows, "k-kill me? I did- I did nothing wrong!" he said, fear visible in his voice.

She sighed and nodded, "I know this is too forward but you're not safe anymore"

"What?" His eyes widen. She took his hand, which he pulled away at an instant.

"W-who are you? What's h-happening?" "Please, Mr. Stump" she pleaded, reaching out to Patrick.