Pete pov
"Hey Frank."
"Pete, dude your finally here. Patrick's been wondering why he's up here and I really don't know what else to tell him."
"Thanks for doing this, he is through there?" I said pointing at the door.
"Yup. In his room away from everyone like you asked. I hope we get an explanation about this later."
"Yes, I told you and Gerard that I would."
"Okay, well go in there before Patrick comes out to find me."
"Thanks."
I opened the door gently and found Patrick lying down on the bed, with both his hands on his belly, and his eyes closed. He looked so cute, well then again everything Patrick does is adorable.
I walked up to him very carefully, not wanting him to notice me. I carefully placed my hands on top of his. "She's so big now."
Patrick sat up immediately. "Pete... What... Get your hands off me."
I shook my head and sat in front of him. My hands glued to the side of his stomach. "So beautiful, Do you imagine how adorable she would be if she looked like you? Or imagine if she looked like me?"
Patrick pushed me off, standing up from the bed. "What? Why would my daughter look like you. If anything she'll look more like Brendon."
I stood up looking straight at him. "How can you be so sure that he's the father?"
"I don't know what your talking about, But get out of my room."
"I'm not leaving until you tell me the truth.... Who is the real father of that baby?"
He ignored my question. "Fine if you wouldn't get out then I will."
I immediately blocked the door. "Your not leaving."
"Pete we been over this Brendon is the father not you, now let me out!"
He yelled.
"How can you be so sure... six months ago you were with me. And out of nowhere Brendon shows up and your telling me your with him and having a baby. Is this how much you said you loved me."
"It's more then you ever loved me. Unlike you I never cheated on you with anyone. I wish I would have left you a long time ago. And I guess when I saw you with Mikey I had enough."
"Patrick I-"
"Why can't you just leave me alone. I'm tried of playing this stupid game with you we do nothing but argue."
"Your changing the subject, Is she mine?"
He shook his head. "I'm not changing anything. This baby is not yours, she's mine."
"You can't be so selfish Patrick if she's mine, I want to be there for her."
"If you weren't there for me, what makes you think you can be there for her?"
"Are you admitting she is mine?" I asked.
"I'm not admitting anything. This baby will and always be Brendon's not yours. Now let me out my BOYFRIEND and my friends are waiting for me down stairs."
I didn't move, I wasn't going to give up so quickly. Something inside me was telling me that Patrick was lying.
"Do you love him?"
He looked down on the floor. "That doesn't concern you."
"Why are you making this difficult?" I asked.
"Difficult. Your the one that doesn't understand to leave me alone."
I moved towards him lifting up his chin making him look up at me.
His beautiful eyes staring straight at mine. "Tell me. Do you love him just as much as you loved me?"
