Teach Me Mr. Wentz | >> Peterick AU <<

I Think I Love You

[Pete's POV]
I was so confused. "Patrick," I said, rubbing his back as he cried hysterically into my shoulder. "Are you hurt? Did someone hurt you? I swear to god if someone hurt you I'm gonna-" "Pete!" He said, stopping me before I could continue. "I'm not physically hurt, just mentally." I nodded.

"Why?" I asked, suddenly regretting it. "I'm sorry if now's not a good time to ask, I'm just worried about you." Patrick shook his head. "It's just, it's just," He began to cry again, this time harder. "I'm s-so done with e-everything! Sc-school, h-home, e-everything! Th-the o-only th-thing that m-makes m-me h-happy i-is music, m-my friends, a-and you!" I blushed, I made him happy! He made me happy.

"Some st-stupid k-kids t-took a picture of me sh-shirtless! Th-then sh-showed it t-to all th-the other g-guys in the-the locker room." He managed to say, between sobs. I kept rubbing his back.

"I'm sure you look great shirtless Patrick." I said, trying to make him feel better, but I meant it. "N-no, I'm fat!" He yelled, still crying. "No!" I exclaimed back. "You are beautiful, and if they can't see tha, screw them! You don't need them in your life!" He smiled slightly.

"Thanks Pete, but I'm not beautiful. Trust me. You are though." I blushed once more. "Trust me you are beautiful Patrick," I said staring into his blue eyes. "So beautiful. You're one of the kindest people I know, and I just wanna-" I leaned in and pressed my lips against his.

His kissed me back and I felt myself tingle. I pulled him in closer. "I think I love you Patrick Stump." I said, pulling away quickly to get a breath of air. "I think I love you too Pete Wentz." Patrick replied. I pulled him back again and we began kissing again.

"Hey Pete I have the papers you wante- what the fuck!" I heard someone say, I stopped dead.