We'll Go Down in History [Peterick]

Chapter 8 ~ It's like a Puzzle

Pete's POV:

I'm sitting on the couch still eating my Doritos but with a different movie on now when Patrick gets back. He walks into the living room and sits on the other couch.

"Hey Patty." I say

"Hi." He responds shaky.

"You okay?"

"No."

"What's the matter?"

"You."

"What?"

"You. You're what's up. I can't stop thinking about you Pete. I know I'm going out with Tyler but you are the one I really want to be with." I was so speechless I didn't know what to say.

"Huh?"

"Please Pete. I'm begging you. Love me the way I love you. Turn gay, I can't stand just you being there and not being able to touch you and kiss you and," his eyes were watering up and he moved to kneel down next to me.

"Woah, Patrick. Are you okay? What are you saying?"

"Be my boyfriend. That's all I want."

"But, I'm not gay. I don't like you in that way." Even I knew that was somewhat a lie.

"Fine." He said. We stayed quiet for a few seconds. "If you can't figure out for yourself you're gay, I'll help you then."

"And how are you going to do that?"

"You'll see." Patrick gets on top of me and grabs my face in between his hands and captures my lips.

He starts out rough, letting his tongue explore mine. Then he starts slowing down a bit.

I know I shouldn't be doing this, but it's hard to stop. Patrick's lips start sucking on my tongue and he earns a moan from me.

He moves closer to me and I can feel him hard on my abs. And somehow that turns me on even more. My arms move to right above his butt and I start getting into the kiss.

"We should go somewhere where there's more room." Patrick whispers in my ear. I'm still in shock on what's happening and how I'm going along with this that all I could do was nod. "Just do one thing though."

"What?" I choke out.

"Wake up." He says.

"Huh?" Patrick removes himself from my lap and leaves the room.

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"Wake up." I hear Patrick's voice say.

"What? What's going on?" I say looking around.

"You fell asleep you dork. Gosh, it took me ten minutes to wake you up."

"I was asleep?" I ask in a sad voice. None of that was real? The kissing, the tongues, the everything, was just a dream in my head? I don't notice my eyes watering up a bit till Patrick says something.

"What's wrong? You look like you're about to cry." Patrick asks in a concerned voice. I shake my head.

"No, no. I'm fine. Just tired."

"It's almost 11 so yeah, you should be tired. You can go up to your room. It would probably be more comfortable than the couch."

"Yeah, you're right." We both get up and go down the hallway in which our rooms are. I turn to mine and quietly say good night to Patrick. He says good night to me and keeps walking down to his room.

For most of the night, I can't sleep. My brain won't let me. It's tormenting me, repeating over and over 'It was just a dream and only can be'.

I guess that's how it's going to be. I know how Patrick likes me, or liked me. But the way he is with Tyler just shows that obviously doesn't like me anymore and loves Tyler.