Funny Patrick Novels & Stories

Patrick said, snapping a purple Sour Patch in half between his teeth and flashing her a smirk, “it literally does have your name on it. Now, do you promise not to freak the hell out when I show you what I found?” “You?” Her eyes widened. “You did some actual journalistic work?” She didn’t mean to be rude or anything, but she figured he didn’t need to, seeing as he was a news god. Patrick waggled his brows. “Let’s just say I have a friend who had a friend that had some open business with the person in question, so when he overheard this hot piece of gossip, he was eager to dig up the bone at the end of that hole. It turns out the bone was meaty.”

I reach out to Lucas then we did a fist bump. "See, I said you'd never win." Lucas mockingly said it to Patrick, and they all laugh. "Why challenge me when every game, I carried you. Hahaha." He giggles a bit, we see how frustrated Patrick is, but we are happy to see how he frown and act like a kid. We just laugh and teases him.

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.

“I can’t believe you managed to seduce death and escape.” Patrick smiled in that sly way of his, patting my back. “You know how charming and irresistible I am, don’t you?” he said, with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Buddy, I love you, but I prefer someone else in my arms… No offense, I do think you’re quite the catch.” Laughter escaped from both of us, a mix of relief and happiness. “You’re still a fool!” I laughed, shaking my head and stepping back. “I missed your stupidity.”

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.

I’d barely noticed myself that I was bouncing my legs from the cold. “Well,” he said. “On one hand, you’ve got a story about family and love and innocence and coming together as a community and believing, but on the other hand, you’ve got joy and laughter and finding meaning in life.” I raised an eyebrow. “You know these movies yourself or did you just g****e them?” Patrick laughed aloud but didn’t answer. He was becoming a mystery tonight. Every time he did something unexpected, I found myself wanting to know more about him.

“Your brother is already there. Get inside to Seb’s VIP Lounge already, man. I’ll be there in a sec.” I rub the back of my neck with my sweaty palm. My nerve pricks me and my second thought of running away is tingling my skin, but I’m already here, and it’s Paul’s birthday after all. If they won’t like me here, then I will just leave. Easy peasy. “Wow! Look who finally gets out from his lair?” Patrick says exaggeratedly, and as always, he is overreacting. “Thought your dead, man. Good to finally see you suffer too much from stupidity, brokenheartedness, and dumbass. You look like shit!” Patrick starts his speech and as I expected.

Patrick admitted, and Charles burst out laughing again, making Patrick angrier. "What's so funny, guy?!" "I'm sorry. What's going on with you, Patrick? Are you sure you don't need to visit a doctor? Because I don't get you at all. This minute, you want to break up with Willow; next, you're infatuated with your maid."

After all, he was not fit for anything at all. “I’ll help you settle this matter. Let me talk some sense into them,” Dustin said evenly. Shawna’s eyes widened. ‘Talk some sense into them? Is he for real?’ she thought. Patrick and his men burst into laughter. They found the situation hilarious. How could this security guard be so naive? “Dare to follow me for a talk?” Dustin asked. “What kind of game are you playing?” Patrick was disdainful. He took his men and walked away with Dustin.

He had finally come out, and even her grandfather knew he was gay. "Hahaha... okay, girl. Make sure to visit me often so I won’t get bored." "Why would you be bored? Your yummy hubby will be there!" "What yummy hubby? You mean my womanizing hubby?" "Ugh, stop insisting on that belief of yours, or you might regret it when your memory returns." "NEVER!!!" "Hoooh. Once you taste your yummy hubby again, we’ll see," Patrick teased. "Shut up! You’re trying to tempt me! I don’t want anything to do with a womanizer!"