Friend, Please (Peterick)

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Pete's POV

"Patrick, just.. Be careful today." I warn him. He was really upset since last night which obviously made me quite nervous for him at school. He cuts, he does it. He gets called names at school which hurts him badly. The fact that he cant exactly use his phone at school, annoys me. He cant call me if he's troubled.

"Patrick, are you listening?" I asked, "Yeah yeah," he says looking at me now. "Okay, okay. You better go now, okay? I say, pat(rick)ting his back. He smiled weakly.

"Wait give me every razor you have." I say, putting my hand out. "No.." he says, looking like a lost puppy. It melted my heart. "Patrick." I say with a stern voice. I probably sounded like his dad but whatever.

"Fine." He opens his bag and puts his razors and scissors in my hand. "Thank you, now stay safe at school!"

He nods and went to school. It felt quite lonely without him but whatever. Its pretty much a month until summer which makes him quite happy.

Patrick's POV

I walked out of the house, now that Pete took my razors, I can't get relieve myself. Pete was my best friend, the fact that he's 1 year older gives him the chance to be more dad-like. He cares for me and I'm thankful for that.

Summer is a month away, which makes me extremely happy. More time with Pete.

I got in the school and went to the lockers. I got my stuff and went to my first class that was hated with passion by me. I wasn't exactly smart, I was probably average or lower. I always failed something which makes me feel worse about myself.

A teacher, which wasnt the subject teacher, came in saying 80% of the teachers aren't at school due to some meeting shit for the week and they made us go home which is fucking stupid since they shouldve announced it earlier.

"Okay, you can use your phones if you'd like and go home cause the school is about to close for the day. Sorry we didnt tell you guys last week, got too caught up with a lot of work. But next week, we'll open normally." She says, giving everyone a 'shit im so sorry dont kill me' look.

Everyone cheers in happiness and honestly, I did too.

MORE
TIME
WITH
PETE

(A/N: its all 4 letters lol i just realised)

I put all my books back in the locker and walked out before anyone could make fun or beat me up. I wanna go home- yes I call Pete's house home- without any bruises. Atleast 1 day with no new bruises, cmon.

I walked home, looking down so I didnt have to see anyone. I had the key so I just opened the door. "WHO THE FUCK IS IN MY HOUSE? I HAVE A FUCKING KNIFE!" I hear Pete yell,

"Oh my, Sorry! I was gonna rob you but I have no weapon to defend myself!" I yell back, laughing. "Patrick? Why are you here?" He asks, "School got closed down for a week. And hey I didnt see your mom, where is she?"

"Why is it closed down? Did something happen?" He dodges my question. "Nah most of the teachers arent at school for a week" I say. He nods, "Okay well my mom was still asleep when you went and also she's not gonna be home for like 5 months since she's going on a few work trips around the world" he sighs.

"Well, yay 5 months to ourselves" I smile. "Yeah, its great." He laughs. Oh my god, his laugh is beautiful. "Okay anyways, what I planned for like, 1 hour when you were at school was, when you graduate and when youre 18, lets get an apartment together?" He asks, looking at me.

"Yeah! I dont mind at all. I've always wanted that." I smile. "That's great, yeah." He hugs me. I hug him back. "Caaann we watch a moovieeee?" I ask him.

He nods and put in 'Mean Girls'. Okay Pete, we've watched this like five billion times.

I fell asleep during the movie and heard Pete get up to turn the tv off.
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bTw the picture up there is my mood atm bc my wifi is a bitch ok

Fudgin' piSSED