A Hat And a Hook (Peterick)

Part 2

Patrick's POV

We continue walking back to the trailer. We're both in such a light mood, which is kinda funny considering we were both just pretending to kill each other. On camera for these videos, we both become so intense and scary and mean, but then when the cameras are off, just like now, we're literally the opposite. Almost too opposite.

Or, at least I wish to be too opposite. Wait. Did I just say that. I mean, like, I want us to be friends. Pals. Companions. No, no that's a lie. I like Pete. Like, like like Pete. I'd totally make out with him if I had the chance.

The thought of kissing Pete brings a silly smile to my face. It's so stupid. I try to use my arm to hide my face, pretending to wipe something from my mouth, but Pete notices I'm hiding a huge smile. I look away from him but I know he's watching me.

"What's so funny?" He asks, his voice cute as ever.

"Oh, nothing." I reply, managing to lower my smile to a subtle grin.

"Yeah. Sure." Pete scoffs, laughing. He fluffs my hair again and I nearly scream out. Thank god we're finally at the trailers.

I depart to my dressing area and Pete departs to his, smiling and waving as he walks off. "I'll be back in a bit." He calls to me reassuringly