Funniest Patrick Moments Novelas e Histórias

Letting out a sigh knowing I would have to repeat myself, I turn to her as the chair spins around. “You have one second” I lift my eyes to his, one more look at her then she would be dead too. She quickly stands to her feet and runs out. Patrick stands up zipping his pants, not the least bit ashamed of what just happened. I may like a good show but only when I am relaxed with a bottle of alcohol in my hand and a cigarette in the other. “What the hell was that for?” He lets out a growl, his voice louder than usual. I fix my gaze on him, silence echoes through the room, when he realizes that I wasn't going to bring forth an answer, he quiets down. He is still hard and also pissed because I had

I blinked in surprise. "He said he has some things he wants to tell you face-to-face. Do you want to see him?" I thought about it for a long time. "Yes." … Inside the visitor's room, Patrick sat across from me in an orange prison jumpsuit with handcuffs around his wrists. He had lost a massive amount of weight. His eyes were deeply sunken, his cheekbones jutted out, and he looked like he had aged a decade. We sat in heavy silence for what felt like an eternity.

Lucius’s POV A large frown immediately covered my features as I stared at the vegetative man in front of me. It was indeed the Patrick I knew but his physical condition wasn’t something I anticipated. I never even imagined it. “What the hell happened to you?” The edge in my voice gave off the shock within me. Patrick struggled to seat himself up and when he did, he started laughing at his predicament in an awkward way. “I don’t know why you are here, but I can assure you that it was a waste of time,” he said through his laughter.

Whatever he went to do, he came back pretty happy. "Hi, my sw... eet..." I didn't even turn to face him, but from Rick's expression I could imagine Patrick's. "Hi, honey! How was your meeting with Rick at the club?" I asked without taking my eyes off Rick, who under my watchful gaze couldn't make any signals to help his friend. "Damn!" Patrick muttered quietly. "Yeah... damn! Caught in a lie, honey!" I turned around and saw Patrick with his hands on his hips, looking down as if trying to think of a good excuse.

Do we agree? — What happened to our no- strings- attached sex? — It as just became exclusive sex. —Patrick, I don't do boyfriends. I don't like serious relationships. —I won’t pretend this one to be, I'll try to make you laugh three times an hour. —But Patrick, what about... —I'll explain everything later, now get naked and put on those blue heels I bought you, I know you liked them very much, so I’mm looking forward to fucking you while you wear them.

"Are you done yet?" "No." I bit my fingers in nervousness. This is not happening to me! I'm gonna miss them! The door to the comfort room suddenly opened and Patrick came out smiling at me. "I'm done." Well finally! "Let's go." I grabbed his hand as we ran to the stairs and headed to the second floor. All the while, Patrick was laughing. I gave him a curious look. "What's funny?" I asked him. He just grinned at me saying, "You're weird. You look so cool and yet you seem tense."

"Patrick.... Where are they?" 'How the hell does he know who I am!?" Patrick thought to himself recoiling and beginning to panic. "W-What are you talking about?.." He asked eyes wandering side to side searching for help or an escape route. None of his friends were willing to meet his gaze. 'Abandoning me now you bastards!?' "I'm going to ask one last time." "Go fuck yourself." Patrick said grinning.

he began, but I cut him off. "Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" I shot back. Patrick laughed, amused by the look on my face. It only made me even angrier. He sobered up." Just joking. Wanted to see that look on your face." He muttered, still stifling the laughter. I frowned a bit, but it eventually broke into a smile. Patrick's making fun of me. "Whatever." I groaned out. " It's not like you'll be there, anyway." He scoffed again.

Patrick looked at me and said seriously, "I love you. I can't marry you. But I can give you anything else." "Hahahaha!" I couldn't help but laugh out loud! Although the wax on my skin limited the size of my face, I tried so hard to smile. As I laughed, tears welled up in my eyes. It probably was due to my exaggerated expression that Patrick and Shelton let go of each other in unison. "Bang!" With one hand holding the wax on the left side of my face, I slapped Patrick on his face once again.

“If only I was worried about my damn work, I would probably have gone gray a long time ago or lost my hair completely.” “We do some crazy activities with Pat on a regular basis.” Jo confessed. “If it were not for this, it would be so difficult to survive in my fucked up world too.” They spent almost all day around the pool. They even forget about their injured friend until Jack appeared near the pool. “It seems you are having great time, guys.” He interrupted their dinner time. “Fuck! Sorry, we didn’t wait for you during the meal.” Patrick exclaimed in a casual tone.