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

Promise?

[Patrick's POV]
"It's not what it looks like!" Pete yelled, jumping up from where we were both say kissing. He was talking to Assistant Principle Iero. "Oh yes it is!" Mr. Iero said. "It defiantly is! Pete, I knew you were gay!" Pete placed his face into his hands. "No, I'm not gay, I'm bi. This is Patrick, he's my-" "Boyfriend?" Mr. Iero asked. Pete shook his head. "No, he's my, student." Mr. Iero's eyes widened. "Oh! It's fedora boy! I've wanted you too to be together since day one! Fuck yes! Gerard owes me fifteen bucks!"

Pete laughed and looked over to where I was sat staring at them. "Patrick," he said. "This is Frank, Frank this is Patrick." I waved at Frank and he waved back. "You probably know him as Assistant Principle Iero though, so, yeah." Pete continued, I nodded and smiled awkwardly. My Assistant Principle had just dropped the f-bomb.

"You can just call me Frank." Frank said, now putting a hand out for me to shake. I shook it and smiled awkwardly once more. "So, you guys are together now? What about M-" he was cut off by Pete, who gave him a quick glare. "Agnets. Magnets. I need magnets. Oh Gerard!" He shouted, quickly running out of the room, after he set the papers onto a desk. Hmm, that was odd.

"Sorry about him, he really likes magnets. I mean, he has a feti- no that sounds bad. He needs them for work." Pete told me, I nodded slowly still confused and unsure of what he meant.

"Right. Can I just stay here for the hour? I don't wanna go back to class." I asked Pete, he frowned. "Patrick, you can't hide from your fears. You need to face them head on, no run away." He replied. "But Pete," I whined. "Patrick. You need to-" I got down onto my knees and began to beg. "Please Pete! I can't go back, not yet. I need some time. Please?" Pete sighed and ran a hand through his hair, it looked pretty sexy.

"Fine. Just hear me out, I'm not gonna do this too often. You got lucky." He said, I jumped up grinning and pulled him into the biggest bear hug I could give. "Thanks Pete! I'm so grateful!" I said, burying my face into his shoulder. "No problem Tricky."

I walked over to a desk in the corner of the room and began to read. Pete worked on some papers and answered emails. I realized I was still in my gym clothes, so I told Pete. He said he had some extra clothes, I don't know why, that I could borrow. A Green Day Dookie shirt and black skinny jeans.

I liked it, but I usually wore argyle sweaters, polo shirts, etc. I looked over to the clock and read the time, one hour to school was out. Thank God! Finally, I broke the silence.

"Um, Pete?" I asked, he looked up from his paper and took off his black reading glasses that had been at the end of his node from slipping down his face. "About what you said earlier, about us not being boyfriends. Are we, or not? I know I like you." I told him, he sighed.

"Listen, Patrick, I like you. I really do, it's just, I just met you this morning. Give me at least a couple days. Plus, you're my student, I think it's against the law for a teacher to be in a romantic relationship with a student, let alone an under aged student! Sorry Trick, at least give me till Thursday. Today's Tuesday, so just give me a couple days." He said, I nodded understandingly.

"Okay," I replied. "Promise you'll tell me if you wanna be my special someone?" I asked him, one more time. "Of course I will." He smiled and put his glasses back on. He began to finish papers and I began reading my book again.

I hope he wants to be my boyfriend.