[[One]]Just\\Patrick Stump\\Breathe[[Shot]]

Okay, just breathe. That's all I need to do. Just breathe. Everything will be perfectly fine as long as I breathe.
Today would be the first time of seeing him in a year. Things had definately changed and I wasn't sure what to make of it.
except for the fact that I was nervous as hell
My breathing had increased rapidly over the past twenty minutes knowing that in a matter of thirty mionutes, I'd be seeing him again.
It had been a year since I've seen him. To this day, it has been three hundred and sixty-five days since we have seen each other.
Talk about a long ass tour.
I don't even know why I was nervous. I've known Patrick for 6 years and have been dating him for 2 of those 6 years. But he's that guy that makes me go crazy inside everytime I see him.
And it's been three hundred and sixty-five days since I've seen him.
I was most likely going to explode when I saw him.
Of all the tours I couldn't go on, it was this one. I had to finish up school. I was a history major and my boyfriend's a rockstar. What an odd combination. But I've always loved history. Always. Ever since middle school. Everyone thought I was insane for it, but i thought they were crazy for not loving it.
Sure it may have been wierd to the other kids, but I didn't care. I never cared. And it can be a downfall; not caring what people think, but it's who I am.
Friends said I was stupid for waiting for Patrick, but we've been together for two years; and it's part of his job to tour. i trusted him to not do anything, just like he trusted me. I could never betray someone like that and I knew he couldn't either.
But why was I hyperventilating when I knew he wouldn't do anything like that to me? I knew he'd never be able to be such a jerk, but yet; I hyperventilated.
Was it from not seeing him for so long? The excitment taking over my body? The nervousness of seeing him again? The possibility that he could have found someone better? Someone more...not like me?
But if I knew that he could never do that me, why was I worrying?
my phone began to ring and I was quick to answer.
"Hello?" I said hoping it would be Patrick
"Hey Jo" he said his smile inevitable
"Hey you" I laughed "What's up? Aren't you coming in like five minutes?"
"The flight got delayed because of snow so I'm not gonna be home for a few hours"
My heart dropped and a tear fell down my cheek
"Oh" I choked "okay"
"I'm sorry Jo. But, I promise, when I get home we'll spend time together. I miss you so much"
"Okay. I'll uh, see you later then"
"I love you"
"Love you too"
I flipped the phone shut and got up from the table I was seated at. I didn't order anything, so I just left. He had promised that he would be back today and 3 P.M.
He wasn't going to be home until later on tonight. Or even tomorrow.
i had walked down to the cafe thinking that it wasn't going to snow. Now, I had to reasnos to not like snow. It was going to take Patrick longer to get home, and I had to walk in it.
Stupid snow.
I cried as I walked, and I walked as I cried. I wasn't going to stop just because of the tears. the low temerature made the tears cold against my previously warm face, but as soon as I stepped outside, that was gone. I got the chills as I walked home, not becasue of the cold, because of the tears. They poured out of my eyes like water from a facuet. i missed Patrick, and I wanted to see him.
I got to the house that he and I lived in and struggled with the keys. My hands were shaking uncontrollably and I finally managed to get the key in the hole. I opened the door to see the one person I wanted to see most and I practically stopped breathing.
He pulled me into a tight hug and whispered in my reddened ear"It's alright Jolynn, I'm here. Just breathe"
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