Hidden (Peterick)

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Pete's POV (It'll be in Patrick's eventually. Sorry)

Wow was Patrick upset about that. He reminded me of a person of patience and a low temper, but wow did he blow up. He immediately let go of my hand and tried to get off my lap as much as possible which didn't really work since he didn't have a choice in the first place and he looked away from everyone out the window. If you ask me, his cheeks were still bright red.

It kind of offended me a bit. So he doesn't like me. I was a bit confused.

I mean sure he's right we did just meet four hours ago and we didn't even see eachother for all of those four hours. Maybe I'm just a love struck fucktard that wouldn't care if he kissed me.

I didn't just say that. Forget that happened alright.

But Frank felt bad right away. "Oh. Well sorry I... uhm offended you?" Frank didn't really speak the rest of the ride.

The whole car went silent until we got there.

"Uhm we're here." Brendon said breaking the awkward tense silence.

I would do anything to break the silence at this point. So I got out of the car pretending to be excited, because I kinda wasn't because of Patrick. To get out of the car I had to climb over Patrick. He avoided eye contact.

I took Patrick's hand and pulled him out of the car. He yanked it away once he was up. I must've frowned a bit because Brendon pulled me over once everyone went inside.

"You need to settle the fuck down." Brendon told me once he was sure no one could hear.

"What did I do?" I said a little confused.

"Pete! You don't even know the boy's sexuality! You're probably making him feel awkward!" Brendon half yelled at me.

"His name is Patrick." I told him.

"It doesn't matter!" Brendon yelled.

"And what does his sexuality have to do with anything?!" I asked him pretending to be confused. I knew what he meant. They thought I was flirting with him. Which I totally wasn't.

"You know what. You're practically flirting with him Pete!" Brendon said it a harsh voice calming down only a bit.

You know now that I think about it. I don't know Patrick's sexuality. I can't just assume every guy I like is gay....but I'm not gay??? He could be blushing just because he felt awkward. And he felt awkward because of me. Wow I can't get anymore stupid can I?

After Brendon was done yelling at me I told him I wasn't flirting with him. That's a lie. But I'm not gay damnit.

Okay maybe a little.

"I don't care what the fuck your sexuality is Pete but that was flirting and anyone with eyes can see it. Most likely Patrick noticed too."

So he thinks I'm gay. Cool. Okay I am kinda. But he can't just assume. I frowned at Brendon and walked inside.

Patrick's POV

Holy smokes.

I just met Pete four hours ago and I like him already. Why do I fall so fast. Why is it so easy for me to like someone. Oh yeah because everyone hates me. Basically I've been bullied my entire life for being "a faggot" and it got so bad I was given a broken leg and arm which is why I changed school, in the last week of school. I must look like such a coward.

Ever since I started getting bullied if you were nice to me I'll pretty much love you forever. Which is pretty much why nobody helped me at my old school.

Before Pete even sat by me before class I saw him in the hallway and I thought he was pretty hot. Which is why when he was nice to me I pretty much had a breakdown. I thought he was gonna be a jerk like everyone else.

Pete walked inside Taco Bell with Brendon with a huge frown on his face.  We already ordered, I got a salad because I have really a low self esteem and would rather not be fat again /AN: Patrick was never "fat" in my opinion. Because trust me I know what heavy people look like. I also don't like the word fat so./ I worked so hard to lose weight and I don't wanna gain it all back and starve myself like last time.

Pete walked to the table we were sitting and sat right next to me. Oh god I'm probably blushing like crazy.

"Hey uhm Patrick I'm sorry." Pete said as he sat down next to me. For the first time I think I saw blush creep up on the tips of his ears.

But I was really confused. What was he sorry for. Frank already apologized while they were outside. But what did Pete have to apologize for, holding my hand? Because that was actually nice. "For what?" I finally asked. Probably stuttering.

"For..." He looked away and then looked back. "For making you feel uncomfortable and possibly awkward."

I felt awkward sure and it was because of him sure but it surely wasn't his fault. So I decided I'd break the tension for once and not be awkward. "You're such an idiot!" I laughed.

The rest of the table started to laugh at my sudden confidence. But my confidence made Pete look confused and he was blushing like mad now. Is this what I looked like when I blushed? Probably not because he looks adorable. Maybe I should make him blush more.

Pete just looked at me and stuttered out a "what?"

"It wasn't you're fault just forget about it" I said still laughing. I don't know why I had this sudden boost of confidence but I grabbed his hand under the table. Which made him blush even more.

Brendon laughed and told me "Patrick I think you made him a little.. Flustered." I was satisfied and smiled at Pete.

I just met these people about an hour ago and I can tell they aren't gonna judge me and will eventually be my group of friends, and for Pete I think we're gonna be the bestest of friends.