It's Hard To Say "I Do", When I Don't (Peterick)

You're Appealing to Emotions That I Simply Do Not Have

Pete pov

I went straight home, after Victoria told me about Patrick. She said she did not know what really happened, but that he looked upset.

I got out of my car and rushed inside. "Patrick" I called out no response, the house was dark, like no one was home. I walked upstairs and went straight to our room.

"Patrick" I called out again, still with no answer.

I walked out of the room, pulling my phone out about to call him, until I heard a noise, it sounded like a guitar. The noise was coming from the music room I gave to Patrick.

I slowly approached the room, opening the door slowly and looking inside. Patrick was sitting on the floor in middle of the room with a acoustic guitar on his lap.

I speak fast and I'm not gonna repeat myself, No

So listen carefully to every word I say

I'm the only one who's gonna get away with making excuses today

You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have

Blackmailed myself cause I ain't got anyone else

This is a stick up give us all your inspiration

I've got the red carpet blues
Baby

So put your hands in the air and don't make a sound

But don't get the wrong idea

We're gonna shoot you we're gonna shoot you

And there's nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet

That could change just how this goes no

We're gonna shoot you we're gonna shoot you

When I said I'd return to you I meant more like a relapse

Now and again I think

His and his, for better or worse

But the only ring I want buried with me are the ones around my eyes(A/N okay enough lyrics I bet you guys know the rest;)

I stepped inside once Patrick finished his song. "I was right when I said you are pure perfection."

He looked up at me. "Pete how long have you been there?"

"Since you started playing, is that your song?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I've been working on it for a while now."

"Is that song about us?" I asked.

He nodded again.

I sat right in front of him. "I'm not going to give up."

"Pete I don't think I'll be able to see you as anything but a f-."

I cut him off. "Please don't say it, because I want you way more then that."

We stayed silent for a while. "Why did you leave." I asked changing the conversation.

"I just wanted to be home and I did not want you to have to leave because of me." he said looking down at his guitar.

"Patrick... I know you are lying to me."

"What?" he said confused.

"When you lie you look down or stare at something, it's kind cute through."

He blushed.

"And when you blush" I smirked. "Now please tell me why you left."

"When you left Ashlee came by and told me things I really did not what to repeat again."

"Ashlee!? I'm going-"

"Don't, it doesn't matter anymore, she is right anyway."

"Don't you ever say that, you are the most talented, handsome, and most amazing husband ever and I'm going to make you believe it one day."

I took the guitar from him and layed it carefully on the ground and placed my lips against his. Then I kissed him down his neck.

"Pete I-"

I looked up at him. "Patrick I think you are forgetting about your contract, and I think you want this just as much as I do."

I did not wait for a response, I just continued on what I was doing.

(A/N another chapter done and I finally got to add the song to this story which I'm really happy about anyway thank you to all the people that have been reading, voting, and commenting on my story 2k+ yess;)