She stormed out of the cafe, clueless yet again. She sat down on a bench keeping her eyes to the cobbled floor.

"Patricia?" A voice squealed quietly, smiling as she looked down at what she suspected to be her best friend.

"Joy?!" She looked up sharply, smiling at the familiar, kind voice, only then to notice as blonde seated next to her.

She watched her gaze lead to the blonde, "Could you give us a moment?"

A simple nod was received as a reply and she walked back into the cafe.

"How are things?" Joy asked her best friend, obviously concerned.

"Fine," She spat, faking a smile that only one person could see behind.

Patricia...

Wasn't fine. Miserable and stressed would describe her state. She was pushing people away and it wasn't helping.

Amber keeps forgetting to give her files for work, being a part time fashion designer and an assistant wasn't going anymore.

Every word at the tip of her tongue came out as a snap. She didn't even know why she was angry. She felt lost and confused.

She ran her fingers violently through her red locks, and resting her head gently on her palm.

Joy took her hand gently, "I'm here for you, you know that right? And if you want to sort things out with Eddie, you have to talk to him Trix."

She swung her head back, groaning, "That weasel is just a stranger."

Joy laughed, shaking her head at her best friend, "Well... that weasel is the person you fell for, and he feels the same."

"How can you be so sure?" She retorted sharply.

"Trust me."

She pulled her hand away and stood up, "What do I even say?"

"You asked me that same question weeks ago, and just kiss him," She laughed and patted her back, "There they come."

"They?" She spat, still keeping a strong smirk, she saw Eddie laughing with the blonde talking with Joy earlier on, jealously she shot right through her.

"Just go for it," Joy whispered in her ear supportively, "And he isn't a stranger."

What's the worse thing that can happen? He will kiss back right?

Patricia Williamson was never herself when it came to love and she certainly never imagined to this.

She started to walk over to him, picking up her pace until she came closer.

Breath in. Out.

She grabbed him walked up to him wrapping her arm and round his neck, kissing him gently, though trying to cover the fact she was nervous.

No reaction.

She pulled away, smirking, though he could see how nervous she was in her eyes. He smiled and laughed to himself, pulling her in from the waist, kissing back roughly.

"I'm sor-" The redhead started as they pulled away, "No.. still can't."

He rested his forehead against hers, "Shut up, Yacker."

"Never fishface," She retorted, looking down at his choice of meal, Tuna Baguette.

The Blonde scoffed as Joy took her best friend's hand, dragging her out, "Come on lovebirds."

"I knew deep down inside you liked me too," He whispered softly in her ears as they walked down the pavement, holding hands discreetly.

A/N: DON'T KILL ME OK! I'M SORRY THE LAST CHAPTER WAS A HORRIBLE ONE WITH A CLIFFY ENDING THEN I DON'T UPDATE FOREVER! THAT'S WHY I MADE THIS HAPPY, CHEESY AND FLUUFFFYY :)

Ok! Now, I'll write 5 chapters before posting, AND I WON'T FORGET THIS TIME!

Woo! I knew I'd forget :P

Nevermind, if you want for this fic you can send in prompts! Plus, I'll be updating other fics once i write 5 chapters! This is short and terrible but nevermind, I'm not even proof reading this! And also, if I ever have writers block I'll be MORE THAN HAPPY IF SOMEONE CO-WRITES OR PROMPTS ME!

Who's the blonde? :)

~Ellen!