Lullabye (Peterick)

Truth or Date (Ch. 5)

Pete's P.O.V.

He's not taking this too well.

The entire car ride consisted of Brendon occasionally laughing at jokes that he either saw from his phone or Ryan whispered to him. I'm hopping that he'll be a bit happier when he sees where we are going. A.k.a. Six Flags. I remember how our parents would take us here to see the Wiggles, or some other kiddy shit. Hopefully something will make him remember me, or at least make him fall in love with me.

When we pulled up Patrick still seemed pissed. So I decided to tell him some good news. "Ok guys, meet back here at 10, gives you enough time to ride all the rides, eat and... What ever the fuck you guys get up to." I winked at Brendon. Patrick leaned over and whispered, "Thanks", in my ear. He smiled as I handed them their tickets and gave him ours.

"See ya, Pete!" Brendon yelled out and Ryan waved. I waved back and then hopped out of my car. And walked around to Patrick's side, to see that my romantic gesture was not needed because he was already leaning on the car.

"Which rides would you like to hit first?"

Patrick's P.O.V.

A few hours later I found myself sharing a funnel cake with Pete.

"Let's play truth or dare." Pete smirked. "What with only 2 people? That can't be that much fun." I pointed out. "Besides, I'm not good at asking dares or questions.." "Trust me, it will be fine." He smiled and got up to throw the empty plate away.

"Truth or dare?" He started out.

"Truth"

"Wimp.." He laughed. "Who is one girl that you have a crush on at our school."

What? Any other question would have been perfectly fine. I'm not even open about my sexuality yet with Andy or Joe. I'm wasting a lot of time just thinking of this. Shoot, in panicking now, nothing good happens when I panic.

"Andy!" I panicked. Andy? Really? Come on brain, at least make me say a girls name.

"What?" Pete laughed. "That's a guy."

"Y-yeah." I calmed down a little bit. "I'm... I'm not.." I choked up.

"Neither am I. I'm not straight. I'm technically bisexual, but I lean more on the gay side." He quickly comforted me.

"You are? But Brendon-" "Brendon is gay too." He cut me off. "Actually this whole thing was supposed to be a date, I guess it worked with him." He pointed out Ryan and Brendon making out in a restraint across from us. "Didn't really work out in my favor though." He mumbled and scratched the back of his head.

"Who says?" I leaned in and kissed his cheek. "It's only 9, we have another hour. The night's not over yet." I reassured him.

The last hour was spent playing truth or dare. I grabbed a chicks ass and felt terrible about it, so I bought her ice cream afterwards. Pete almost attacked a mime. And it still continued. "Dare" Pete took a sip of his water. He was getting bored, I could tell.

"I dare you do something that would only get us kicked out." I smirked, he wouldn't do anything that bad..

Would he?

Pete bursted up, "This is my kind of dare!" He was really excited, while I was starting to get nervous. He flashed me his fake ID then yelled, "Be right back!" He ran off, right into one of the restaurants.

The thing he did next was one of the last things I thought I would ever see.

A couple minutes later he came out holding one full beer, and about 4 empty bottles. After throwing away both his bottles and the funnel cake that we ate about an hour ago, he was off. Running around, basically like a maniac, I was forced to follow him as if I was his father.

5 beers, 3 girls running away, and about 7 trips to either the bathroom/trashcan later, we were kicked out.

We then took the walk of shame back to his car. And boy, did I wish we hadn't. Let's just say that Brendon is officially gay, in a relationship, and a bottom. This all happened right in Pete's back seat.

I grabbed Pete's keys and threw them in the car, then shut the door quietly so I wouldn't disturb their... business. Then I grabbed Pete's hand, and phone, and walked towards the exit of the parking lot. And as soon as we got out I called the one person I could trust in this situation.

"Why the fuck are you calling me right now? For all you know I could be... well.. I guess it's fair. What do you need?" Joe sighed.

"Could you pick us up?" I held out the 'up' to make it sound sweet and needing. Which worked because he said "Fuck it." Then after telling him where to meet us, he hung up and picked us up.

We all spent the night at Joe's house, mostly because of two things:

Joe's parents didn't care too often.

Pete was already passed out by the time we got in the car.

I helped Joe carry Pete up to Joe's bedroom, tucked him in, then left some advil and water next to the bed, because he'd need it. Joe and I decided to sleep on the couch.

After setting up our little "beds" we had a little chat.

"One, who is this guy, and two, what's going on with the both of you?"

"Pete's a friend, I think." I felt my cheeks start to turn red.

"Oh, I get it! You two are gay for each other and are gonna have little babies!" he laughed, but he slowly started to laugh when he noticed that I wasn't laughing along.

"You're not.." "Gay? But I am, good friend." I cut him off. "Dude,  I only got that half of it right, correct?" he was kind of in shock, but that wore off in just a couple of seconds. "Yes, no babies." I laughed.

Yet.