Forbidden Love( A Peterick FanFiction)

Alone together...

A/N I am using Fall Out Boy songs as the titles now... just because I can

Patrick's POV

I wake up at about midnight jumping out of bed and opening my laptop. I totally forgot about the essay I am supposed to write for Music 101, I am not one to forget to do homework. As I sit staring at the screen I think How am I supposed to pick just one band... my thoughts end up swaying to thoughts of Pete, his smile that made me weak in the knees, the way he says my name how he looks so strong but yet he is gentle, he was hot... nothing else to it. I shake my head and starts typing, he is your teacher, Patrick, not just some student stop thinking about him like this. I sigh as I finish my essay printing it off; I look at the clock on my laptop. 5:04 am I sigh might as well just get ready for school. I stand up and go to my closet pulling out an Argyle sweater and a pair of jeans putting them on as well as my "I love bingo " hat, grabbing my bag before walking out of my room.

Sneaks down the stair, quietly putting my shoes on and slipping out the door, swings my bag over my shoulder and walks towards the school. I have no idea what I am going to do as the school is probably not open yet but anything is better than staying at home. I get to the school and try the door which opens it's not locked I walk in looking around, no one here. I walk down the halls to where I know the instrument room is; to my luck it is also unlocked. I set my bag down picking up a guitar strumming a few chords. Music is the only thing that takes me away from this horrible thing called reality.

*** 3 HOURS LATER***

[Still Patrick's POV]

I look up at the clock not realizing how long I have been in the room; I put the guitar down, grabbing my bag. Walks to the café looking at the menu before walking away I can live without breakfast today. I walk down the hall to my locker, putting my backpack in and taking out my book for Music 101. I walk down to the class hoping it is open; I do not want to sit in the hall like an open target. The door isn't even closed when I get there; I walk in and set my essay on Pete's desk before sitting in mine.

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Pete's POV

I was able to stop at Starbucks on my way into the school today, which means not having to drink the crappy school coffee, today was going to be a good day... I hope. I nod at other professors as I walk to my classroom I walk through the door setting my coffee and papers on the desk noticing a student has already handed in their essay I read the name on the title page Patrick Stump... he could not have had a cuter name, wait if he has handed this in... does that mean he isn't coming today or... I slowly look up seeing him sitting in his desk.

"Good morning Patrick, You are here early today... I smile at him

He jumps and looks up "uh yea... I got here early and didn't feel like sitting in the hallway... I can go if you want me to..."

God he is too cute... I shake my head at him "You can stay, it's alright. " I catch a small smile cross his face I smile back at him before sitting down and looking over that day's lesson. Realizing I haven't ate yet I decide to go to the café to get breakfast.

"Hey Patrick, I'm just going to the café you want something?" I ask him as I dig my wallet out "like a coffee or ..."

No one ever said we aren't allowed to buy students food or anything so I thought there was no harm in asking. He looks up at me shocked.

"C-can I have a coffee... double double... please"

I nod and leave the room.

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Patrick's POV

"C-can I have a coffee... double double ... please" I answer when he asks if I want anything. I didn't know that the teachers were allowed to buy students anything let alone that they would. I sit in the classroom doodling in my note book when Pete comes back setting a cup of coffee on my desk as well as a small bag.

"The coffee came with a muffin, I didn't know what kind you liked so I got blueberry..." Pete says with a smile.

"T-thank you" I take the muffin out taking a bite hungrily, hoping he didn't notice. I sip my coffee.

"You are welcome Patrick." He says with a smile, the smile that could make anyone melt. I know it made me melt I feel my cheeks turn pink and I look down.

The class seemed to go by too quickly and I was not looking forward to going on my break but as the class leaves I also stand up and start to walk out when I feel a gentle hand on my arm.

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Pete's POV

As Patrick was leaving with the rest of the students I gently grab a hold of his arm to stop him. He looks back at me questionably. I wait till the other students are gone.

"I was just wondering if you would like to join me for lunch in here... I ordered a pizza and would enjoy the company?" I asked biting my lip.

"Uhh sure.... I would like to..." Patrick says with another cute smile

"Awesome... the pizza will be here at 11... you are welcome to hang out in here until then unless you have another class"

Patrick shakes his head "I have a break now... usually I go sit in the café."

I nod to him "I just need to go grab some paperwork from the staffroom and I will be right back."

I leave, closing the door behind me slightly and practically run to the staffroom. He is having lunch with me... I can't believe he said yes... I grab the papers off the printer before heading back to my classroom. I use the time while waiting for the pizza to arrive to get to know Patrick some more.

"So how old are you Patrick?"

"Uhh I am 17 turning 18 in a few months" He sits in the top of his desk swinging his legs. I have to shake the thoughts I am having from my head.

"Do you have any hobbies?"

"I play guitar and drums..." He bites his lip oh god...that is hot

"Really I play bass, do you sing?"

He shakes his head as there is a knock at the door, I open it and gets the pizza. I set it on my desk and we both dig in.

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Patrick's POV

That's how it was for the weeks after. I actually set my alarm for earlier just so I could get to school and spend time with Pete. I would spend my lunches with him laughing and talking music. I finally found a friend... who cares if he is a teacher... he is one of the nicest, kindest people I have ever met, not to mention he is drop dead gorgeous...

School may not be that bad anymore.

A/N So here is part 2 hopefully I will have part 3 up soon!