𝐄𝐌𝐎 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐈

P. Stump - Love?

She walked up to their room, tucking loose hair into the back of her ear. She opened the door and saw Patrick on the floor with their 7-years old daughter, Harper.

"Mommy!" Harper beamed as she waved her small hand at Y/n. She smiled and sat down next to Patrick.

"What are you two doing here?" she asked, looking at Harper. She was a splitting image of her and Patrick.

She pouted, "daddy won't answer my question!"

She looked at Patrick, "what question?" Patrick laughed and looked at Harper. "I think you should ask your mom, Harp"

Harper beamed up, a big smile on her lips. "Mommy! What's love?"

"Love?"

"Hurry up, Y/n!" Joe shouted as he pulls her into the school. "No!" she protested but it was too late.

Joe had already dragged her inside of the school. "I don't want to go here" she sighed and looked at Joe.

"Oh come on, you'll love it here" "did you ever love school?"

Joe scratched the back of his neck, "well... not really" "exactly" she smirked.

Joe rolled his eyes, "The guys will love you"

Joe looked around the corridor, full of teenagers, and he smiled as he spotted his group.

"I saw Pete! Come on!" He said as he pulled her into a sea of people.

As Joe introduced her to his group, her eyes landed on one of his friend.

"Patrick" Joe said, pointing to the boy with sideburns and a hat. Patrick smiled and stretched his hand out, "hi, nice to meet you"

She smiled back and reached out for his hand.

As they touched, they both felt something. Something ticklish inside their stomachs.

-

"Patrick? Are you listening?" she asked as she sets her pen down. Patrick blushed and looked at his textbook, "i-i... no"

"Patrick, you've been failing your Science. Is something bothering you?"

"Actually... yeah" he confessed, looking at her eyes.

"What is it?" she asked. "Well, I get this feeling whenever I'm near her and I... I feel-"

"Ticklish when she looks at you?" she cuts him off. Patrick blushed and nodded.

"Maybe it's..."

"Love" Patrick smiled.

-

"I love you" Patrick whispered as he knelt to the floor. She gasped and tears started to pool around the corners of her eyes.

"I love you so much that I am willing to give up everything. We've been together since high school and I made my decision that I don't wanna be your boyfriend anymore" Patrick took out a velvet box from his coat pocket and looked at her with passionate eyes.

"I wanna be your husband. I wanna be with you everyday. I want to hold you and kiss you until I can't see light anymore. I am lost without you and your touch, Y/n" he opened the box, revealing a diamond ring.

"Will you do me the honors by making me the happiest man ever, ma cherié?"

"A million times and infinity yes, 'Trick!"

-

"Yes, father. I do" She replied as Patrick wiped a tear from his eye. He chuckled lightly as she squeezed his hands.

"By the power vested upon me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride"

Patrick took her veil off and cupped her cheeks, "I love you, Mrs. Stump"

"I love you too, Mr. Stump" she replied and he connected their lips together, molding into one.

"Love..." she looks at Patrick and smiles as he caressed her hand.

"It's loving someone you know is imperfect, perfectly" she said.