Friends? (-peterick-)

Eight

A/n ITNESE SHIT RIGHT HERE
(Sorry if this chapter gets weird it's 2am while I'm writing this)
PETE POV HELLS YES!
I wake up expecting Patrick to be laying beside me, I hear a door close as I roll over so I stand up and shuffle over to the door trying to rub the sleep out my my eyes, I realized when I opened the door that I was wearing nothing but boxers shit
A/n this is really off topic but you know when you eat some pop rocks and you get that fizzy feeling in the back of your throat?
That's happening right now to me
K bye
I hear the bathroom door lock so I shuffle over to it and knocked on the door
"Patrick let me in I know your in there" I heard him sigh "don't make me come in There by force" I heard him sigh as aw opened the door. He was wearing only his jeans. No shirt. Nothing just jeans I think you know what I mean. But can I say, the sight turned me on
"Are you okay patty cakes?" He looked at me longingly then replied with
"No"
I stared at him. What could possibly be upsetting this perfect angel?
I picked him up and carried him to the couch " Patrick what's wrong?" He looked away so I lifted his chin " if that's how it's gonna be." I could see the confusion in his eyes before u closed the gap between us as soon as the kiss started it was almost impossible to stop, we only stopped when one of us had to breath we stood up walking backwards toward the kitchen once we were in there're broke apart long enough to cat out breaths while I grabbed some beers from the fridge as soon as they were opened and on the table Patrick attached my lips to his. The kiss was hungry like this was the last one we'd ever share. Well maybe it was.
A/n sorry this is such a shitty chapter I didn't fall asleep until 6:30 am last night. So I only got 3 hours of sleep.
THIS IS KINDOF JUST A FILLER CHAPTER THERE WILL BE SONETHING BETTER SOOOOON