Tap Tap Tap / Peterick

Chapter 11

"My family's flying down."

I paused what I was doing, and jerked my head towards Pete, who just came back into his room from his phone call with his mother.

"What?"

I had never had a boyfriend before, so that of course meant I had never had to meet anyone's parents. I had no idea how to even act around the person I loves parents, so I would surely make a fool out of myself.

He sat down carefully, staring off into space. "I think I wanna come out."

This only worried me more. Pete wasn't even out to his family yet. I'm sure there was no way possible it would end good if Pete just came out and said oh and hey, this is my boyfriend.

"You're not out?" I asked, hoping and praying that maybe I didn't hear him correctly, or maybe he was joking with me.

"No, I'm not. My parents, they uh, they think I'm with Meagan, and I know they aren't very accepting about homosexuality and stuff, but maybe they'll accept me? I mean, I'm their son."

"I don't know, Pete. Are you sure you wanna do this?" I asked, not really caring that much as to whether he was ready to do this, but more concerned with the question of whether or not I was ready to do this.

"You're my boyfriend and I love you, and I don't wanna hide you from anyone in my family, Trick."

I swallowed hard, trying to ignore how my breathing increased rapidly. A panic attack would absolutely be the worst thing that could happen right now, and I was not in the mood.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked, noticing the change in my breathing. I nodded my head slowly.

"I'm sorry, this is probably the last thing you wanna do. I just, I need to come out. I'm ready. I wanna tell them I'm with you. I'm proud of you." And I should've been caught up in the words he was saying, but I couldn't bring myself to be excited about any of this. I was terrified, and there was no hiding it.

He placed his hand on my back, rubbing up and down slowly, which made me surprisingly calm.

"When are they coming?"

He sighed again. "Either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, it depends on their flight. It might be delayed because of the weather."

My breathing then began to go even faster, and Pete started to really notice, so he grabbed my face, and connected our lips. The whole word seemed to vanish immediately. Kissing Pete had that effect on me. We stayed like that for a few seconds, kissing, before I regained my breathing. I focused on Pete, and forced myself to calm down.

"It's gonna be alright. I promise." He whispered, moving his mouth down my neck to leave little butterfly kisses along my jaw. I shivered at the sensation.

"I love you." I said, my breathing hitching as his lips found their way down to my neck. "You too." He murmured, still working against my neck.

I loved Pete. I trusted him. I could do this, I reassured myself, even though I wasn't exactly sure of what I was talking about. What did I wanna do? Did I even want to do anything?

"Pete.." I mumbled, and he pulled away immediately, probably thinking that I was telling him no again, but I wasn't.

"I'm sorry." He said, but I shushed him.

"I uh, I don't mind. It's okay. I still don't wanna do anything like real, but I don't mind you like, touching me as we kiss I guess? I don't know."

He laughed, kissing down my cheek until our lips connected. "That's fine."

I thought that the kiss would've lasted longer, but it didn't. I groaned as Pete pulled away, leaving me whining, but he just laughed.