Teach Me How to Love Again (Sequel to Dirty Little Secret)

Chapter 17: You're Not Worth the Fight, Besides I'm Moving On (With Commentary)

*~(The title of this chapter is from Interlude: Moving On by Paramore.)~*

YESSSS SING IT HAYLEY!! CHOOOOOOOOOO CHOOOOOOOOOO -2021 M

"Oh... Um... Good luck up there, Skylar. I'll see you later," Pete said.

"Pete, wait!" I shouted.

He hesitantly turned around to look at me. "Hmmm?"

"Y-you can call me Sky if you want. The people I trust call me Sky." oooooooooo 

He smiled widely. "Alright, Sky."

Then he turned around to leave. I smiled to myself before I debated entering the hospital.

In a few seconds, I made a bad decision.

I never entered the hospital. YESSSSSSSS

I turned around and went home. FUCK YEAH GIRLIE GOOD CHOICE

"Never mind the visit. I don't want to make him uncomfortable by visiting him. Keep me updated on his progress of waking up and stuff," I texted Kristin.

When I got back to the apartment, Jamia seemed to be gone. Frank was home though. I threw myself down on the couch and sighed loudly.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Frank asked as he sat next to me on the couch.

"Everything," I mumbled. me

"Do you wanna talk about it?" he asked.

I nodded. Frank looked at me to show that he was listening intently. "Do you know Pete Wentz?" I asked.

"You mean that really quiet dude from school? Yeah, I know him."

"Well, I don't know if you noticed, but he asked me to dance at prom last night. That all went well, and we really bonded. After Pete left last night, I ran into Gerard. He tried to apologize, but I was pretty harsh to him, because I can't forgive him. Now he tried to kill himself, and he's in the hospital. I think I caused it," I stammered. I started to tear up, so Frank held me and let me cry onto his shoulder. oh no not the jet engines. the grande tears.

Once I was almost done crying, I continued my story. "S-so today I went on a walk to clear my head, a-and I ran into Pete. Everything was going fine, but then he k-kissed me."

"Did you enjoy the kiss?"

"I-I... I did." OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"Then maybe this is a good thing."

"What if I still love Gerard?"

"Only you can answer that question. Do you still love him?"

"I-I don't know. Obviously I'm not over him yet, but I don't know if I still love him. What he did to me hurt me really, really badly." kill him for it

"Why don't you talk to Pete? It couldn't hurt."

"F-fine."

I grabbed my phone and texted Pete. He had given me his phone number after prom. I started off by just saying "hey."

We had a pretty normal conversation. I was too afraid to bring up the kiss.

"I'll just bring it up at school tomorrow," I told Frank as I set my phone down. Frank and I just watched a movie before we went to bed. We had another lazy day. ok????

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I groaned as my alarm went off. Fucking Monday. hehehehe garfield 

I woke Frank up and we got ready like we always did. We ate breakfast and then we headed to school. ok

The day at school wasn't too bad. I waited 'til lunchtime to talk to Pete about the kiss, because there were no teachers around at lunch, and Pete had the same lunchtime as me. ok

"So, um... Pete. About yesterday," I started. 

"Don't worry about it. I know I should have known my limits. I'm sorry I invaded your personal space like that," Pete said.

"N-no, actually... I-it wasn't bad."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I didn't mind it." OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"I-I..." Pete started, but then he gave up. He just leaned forward and kissed me again. FUCKIN OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

This time, I didn't pull away.

I kissed him back OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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Later that day, Frank was walking Jamia home. Mikey, Kristin and Ray were all too busy helping Gerard to give me a ride, so I thought I'd be walking home alone. 

Pete was nice enough to volunteer to walk me home, which was nice.

I reached down, and I held his hand. 

Now was my chance to move on. Who needs Gerard? He isn't worth it. YESSSSSSSSSSSS