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

Pete and I

Patrick pov

"Hey, Patrick are you okay?!"

"I'm fine... But man can these guys play!"

"How's this for a first date?!"

"You know I thought we would do something more calm!"

"Like what?!" Pete asks.

"I don't know?!"

"Well do that later...right now watch out for that paintball!"

I ducked down, thankful the green paintball missed me. Pete decided to take me out for indoor paintball, which I got to admit is fun. The two guys that are versing us, are pretty darn good.

I saw one of them trying to get near my hiding place, I moved before they could get me. I quickly ran over to Pete.

"These guys are good" Pete says shooting more paintballs.

"Your telling me, one almost got me in the face."

"Thank god for your mask... I won't like anybody hurting my little angel."

Thanks indeed for the mask. That way Pete couldn't see me blush we he said that. I don't know why but every time Pete says those types of things to me, I get more red then a tomato.

"Patrick, I'm moving in maybe I can finally get one out."

I nodded. I looked around at my surroundings, sure enough out of know where one of them shot me in the shoulder and I was out. I walked away from the area, not to get shot.

I took of my mask and looked around for Pete. He was running around trying avoid the paintballs the two guys were shooting at him.

"Come on babe!" I yelled.

He stopped running and looked up at me. Which was a bad idea because paintballs were being shot at him. The shooting stopped and Pete fell on his knees.

I ran towards him. "Pete are you okay?"

He took of his face gear and smiled up at me. "That's the first time you ever called me babe."

I chuckled. "Come on get up" I said extending out my arm.

"Hey... Dude are you okay?" one of the guys asked.

"Yeah I'm more then okay... but man can you guys play" Pete said.

"Thanks... My name is Gerard Way and this is my boyfriend Frank Iero."

"I'm Pete Wentz and my husband Patrick Wentz" he says wrapping his arm around my waist.

"Nice to meet you."

"You guys weren't bad yourselves, I throught we were going to be doing this all night" Frank said.

"Well hopefully we could have another rematch" I said.

"Sounds good."

Pete and Gerard took each others numbers to hang out sometime and hopefully have another rematch on the game. I really liked both of them, they are pretty amazing dudes.

We finally got all gear off, and walked towards the car.

"You know I'm not really good at sports, but I had fun today."

"You sure? you played perfectly...
Especially when you called me babe."

"You think everything I do is perfect and your never going to let that go huh?"

"Only because it's true and I loved it when you called me babe."

I rolled my eyes. "So what's next?" I said as we stepped inside the car.

Pete then pulled me in for a kiss.
"Sorry... I wanted to do that all day."

I pulled him back in for another kiss.

"Maybe" he murmured into the kiss. "We can go back home and..."

"And?"

"And... We can..." he says still kissing me.

"Order a pizza!" he yells pulling away and turing on the car.

"You tease."

"Patrick you dirty boy. I don't think I'm suppose to get any until our third date" he smirked.

"I don't think you'll get any at all."

"Well see."

(Hello! I'm so sorry for this short late chapter. I've been pretty busy writing my other stories hopefully I can get more updates:)