If I woke up next to you

8

~3 months later~

Pete was throwing a New Years party. He promised no alcohol and that he wouldn't leave my side the entire night but i was still scared. Who could blame me because if it happened again i don't know how much I could take. I don't wanna lose Pete but if he ever did that again it would be over. I love him, he means the world to me.

PETES POV

I'm not making the same mistake i did before. I'm not gonna let Patrick out of my sight and there is absolutely no alcohol. I love this boy to much to screw up again. I can't afford to lose him. My life would be empty.

~new years day aka party day~

I kissed Patrick and grabbed his hand and led him down stairs to the party.

"Patrick i love you an i'm not gonna fuck up again."

"I know Pete i love you too."

The whole night was great. I sat right next to Pat the whole night and i'm pretty sure he was having a good time too.

Right then the door burst open and the bullies from school walk in.

"Hey dumb asses! How's the party!!"

I got up and walked over to them

"Get the fuck outta my house."

"Aww is baby upset."

"Fuck off asshole."

Then Patrick walked up next to me.

"Oh Pete I see you brought your fuck buddy!"

I went to punch him and he pushed me down and grabbed Patrick. Fuck.

"LET GO OF HIM!"

"awww is baby getting pissed off? does baby want his fuck buddy back?"

"Well to fucking bad!"

Then he threw Patrick to one of his friends as Pat was sobbing and his friend pulled out a knife. no no no no no no nononononono.

I jumped in the way but then he pushed me to the ground as he slid te knife across Patricks face. Then he stabbed Patrick in the leg and threw Patrick to the ground then they left.

I got up and pulled off my shirt then wrapped it around his leg to slow the bleeding. I picked him up bridal style and ran out the door. I grabbed Brendon and made him drive us to the hospital. Bren was who knows where while all this was happening so he had no clue what was going on.

"whAT THE FUCK DID I MISS. I GO TO TAKE A PISS AND PATRICK GETS FUCKIN STABBED WHAT THE SHIT!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DRIVE JESUS!"

Patrick was just sobbing.

"Shhh bunny it'll be ok they just gotta patch you up ok. You're ok i'm right here. I love you Pat ok."

"It hurts Pete."

"Shh just rest ok. i'm so sorry. i screwed up again I'm sorry it's all my fault."

"No it's not. how could you control this. I love you baby ok don't blame yourself for mo reason."

We got to the hospital and they took Patrick to a room where I couldn't go in which I didn't like.

"Dude he'll be ok. Just relax,"

"I know I just feel awful it's all my fault. i'm never going to forgive myself for letting them hurt my bunny. that should be me."

"Hey don't say that. There is no way of you knowing that was gonna happen and no one wishes that was you so you shouldn't. There was nothing you could have done."

Then the nurse came in and said we can go see him.

He was laying in the hospital bed and he smiled at me when I walked in.

"Hey babe how bout that New Years kiss?"

"God dammit Pat i'm supposed to be the romantic remember?"

"So... No kiss then?"

"Oh come her bunny."

I leaned in and kissed him an then Brendon coughed and we laughed.

"Way to ruin my moment with Pete Bren."

"Patrick it's like it's a whole new you you're acting confident and sassy as fuck."

"Well sorry for wanting to kiss my boyfriend god damn."

Then the nurse walked in and said

"We put him on laughing gas to numb the pain for the stitches."

"That explains a lot."

"You're free to take him home when ever. Just make sure he takes it easy for the next week then bring him back to get the stitches removed."

"Ok thanks."

The car ride was interesting.

It consisted of Pat poking my face non stop saying things like

"Hey Pete you're hot."

"Hey Pete you're sexy."

"Hey Pet- FUCK OFF BRENDON HE'S MY UNICORN!"

The thing is Brendon wasn't even talking. And apparently i'm Patricks unicorn.

"I brought Pat back to my house and all the people were gone. thank god. So i laid Patrick down on the bed and laid next to him.

He poked my face.

"Hey Pete."

"What bunny."

"I wanna sing to you."

And before i could say anything he was singing.

Last years wishes are this years apologies every last time i come home. i take my last chance to burn a bridge or two. i only keep myself this sick in the head cause' i know how the words get to you. We're the new face i failure, prettier and younger but not any better off. It's bullet proof loneliness at best at best. Me and you setting in a honeymoon if i woke up next to you if I woke up next to you. Me and you setting in a honeymoon if i woke up next to you if i woke up next to you. collect the bad habits that you couldn't bear to keep out of the woods but i love the tree i used to lay beneath kissed teeth stained red from the sour bottle baby girl with eyes the size of baby worlds we're the new face of failure prettier and younger but not any better off it's bullet proof loneliness at best at best me and you setting in a homey moon if i woke up next to you if I woke up next to you me and you setting in a honeymoon if i woke up next to you if I woke up next to you.

I fell asleep to the sound of his voice with tears in my eyes. that was beautiful.