Forbidden Love( A Peterick FanFiction)

What A Catch

{The next day}

Patrick’s POV

I walk into Pete’s classroom this morning like I usually do, only this time when I walk in and look at his desk my mind flashes back to the memories of yesterday. Was it all a dream yesterday, did what I think happen actually happen? I wonder as I shut the door slightly before I go and sit on Pete’s desk. Did the hottest guy I know actually ask me to be his boyfriend? I am pulled from my thoughts as I hear the door open I look over seeing Pete walking in carrying two coffees smiling brightly at me as he shuts the door behind him.

“Good Morning, ‘Trick” He walks over to me Maybe yesterday wasn’t a dream….

“Good Morning, Pete” I bite my lip as he sets the coffees down beside me, he slips his book bag off his shoulder dropping it to the ground. Before I know it, his hands are on my hips, my arms wrap around his neck, and his lips are on mine I am definitely not dreaming… my fingers curl in his hair, his arms snake around my waist, his hand running up my back. He pulls away sooner than I wanted him to, I whimper quietly, he chuckles as he kisses my nose and hands me my coffee.

“How is my amazing boyfriend this morning?” he smiles as he sips his coffee putting his hand on my leg I set mine on his.

“Never better, and how is /my/ amazing boyfriend this morning?” I blush as he rubs my hand lightly with his thumb.

“I am fantastic, I have not smiled this much in a long time. I was kinda hoping you snuck over last night to be honest. ” He brings my hand to his lips kissing it softly; I let out a happy squeal. “That was adorable!”

 I bite my lip as his fingers run under my sleeve Please don’t, please don’t… I feel his finger stop and he looks at me worriedly.

“P-Patrick… roll up your sleeve please” Shit…

I look down as I slowly roll my sleeve up.

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Pete’s POV

“P-Patrick… roll up your sleeve please…” I hope to god I am imagining what I felt, but as he slowly rolls up his sleeve my heart drops as I see his arm, covered in cuts and scars. I look up at him, not sure what I should say. Like he knew what I was thinking he looks down at his lap as he speaks.

“I-I’m sorry, Pete”

I shake my head “You don’t need to be sorry, but why Patrick” I try not to cry

“I-I have issues at home, and when I come to school it was just a bad as home. I saw no other way”

“I figured it was bad… but not /that/ bad…”

He looks up at me shocked “Y-You knew…?”

I nod at him “I had my assumptions, the way you would walk in to the class, that’s why I would stop by at first, and then it was just so I could see you again…”

 “H-How could you see through my mom’s act whenever you came over?”

“She was a little /too/ happy and nice” We both chuckle. “Why don’t you come home with me tonight… stay at my house…?”

“I-Is that allowed?” he asks me

“Probably not… but I’d rather you stay with me than go back to that house… and you can stay with me as long as you want” I bite my lip.

He nods “I would like that actually”

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Patrick’s POV

Today could not have gone by any slower. When the end of the day came I waited for Pete outside once everyone else had left. Once we got to his house, he cooked dinner, it was Kraft Dinner but still it was nice. We watched movies; all cuddled up on the couch together This is perfect. At the end of the night, he showed me the room I could use before going to his own. I knock on his door; he opens it in only pj bottoms.

“I… uh…” Don’t stare, Don’t stare Patrick “I don’t have anything to wear for bed…”

He chuckles slightly before going to his dresser and handing me a shirt and a pair of track pants “Sorry they may be a little big” He smiles

“Thank you… they are better than nothing” I smile back as he bites his lip. I go back to my room and gets changed I crawl into my bed trying to sleep. I give up after a while and walk over to Pete’s room.

“P-Pete…” I half whisper

“Yes Tricky?” he didn’t even sound like he woke up

“I didn’t wake you up did I?”

“No you didn’t, what’s wrong?” I see him sit up… well the shape of his body that is

“I- I can’t sleep”

“Come here then” He pulls the blankets back and I happily crawl in beside him. He pulls the blankets back over me as I feel his arm wrap around me.

“Good night, Pete” I nuzzle into his chest as I fall asleep hearing him mumble ‘good night’ back.