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

Pavlove

Patrick pov

"Hey."

"Hey Pete how was work?" I asked as he walked in.

"Okay, I'm going to catch up on paper work I need, if you need anything I'll be in the study."

"Okay."

Pete has been a lot distant ever since he agreed not to force me to be with him about a week ago. We have separate rooms now, we eat separately and it seems were more like roommates than a married couple. We still go out and we pretend we're a happy couple, when in reality I don't know what he wants from me anymore.

Call me crazy, but I miss that Pete that would do the most stupidest things to get my attention, we stopped writing music together and the music room that was supposed to be ours feels only mine.

My mom called and said she was happy to hear I fell in love with my husband, but I don't know anymore what I feel for Pete. Sometimes I want him far a way from me, others times I want him near me.

I stood up and walk into the study, Pete was sitting at his desk on his computer.

"Pete can we talk?"

He looked up at me. "Is there something wrong Patrick?"

"I don't know, that's what I was going to ask you... All this week you been distant like you are avoiding me."

"No Patrick... I would never do that to you, sorry if I made you feel that way. It's just with all this work, it's just been a struggle."

I did not know what to say, I think I was an idiot to complain about something so stupid.

"If it were up to me Patrick I'd be with you all the time, but I guess now that's up to you."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Patrick I agreed to not force you into anything else because I wanted you to be the one that wanted to be with me, that's also why I kinda been distant because if I go anywhere near you I don't think I'll be able to contain myself."

"Is that way you also moved to another room?"

"Yes."

"Pete I'm going to be honest with you, I don't know my feelings towards you, sometimes I feel like I hate you and don't want you near me, other times I want you around... Especially when I go to bed."

"Patrick" he smiled.

"I don't know anymore Pete... And right now I hate you for confusing me" I cried.

Pete got up from his chair and walked towards me, giving me a hug. "I love you Trick."