From The Start

Chapter 8

A/N:

before I begin, I would like to say hello!!! im back, I've had a very hard time with  loosing my mother and I haven't been able to find my in writer, but I think now, Im ready again, so please promise me, all of you love your mom, tell her everyday that she's the most important person you have, that no matter how much you all fight you love her! Just know that she loves you with everything she has! Okay enough with the sappy, and on with the story, love you all, and thank you for being patient with me through this difficult time in my life <3

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We've must of fallen asleep on the couch, because when I wake up im snuggled close to Pete's chest. I love waking up to him, I wish that I could do something more for him. I start to untangle our limbs as carefully as possible. I hear a small groan then the arm around me tighten

"No, you're not getting up"

"Pete I have to go to the bathroom, let me go"  I say as I start to  get up again.

"Fine I guess ill let ya go"

I get to the bathroom, I look at myself then lower my head I start to wonder why, why does Pete love you, how could he love such an waste of space. I look back up and I see Pete standing there. I turn around so im facing him. He moves in closer and put his hands on my waist to motion me that he wants me to sit on the counter, I jump up and he wraps my legs around his waist. "I love you Patrick, with all of my heart." "I love you too Pete."  He runs his hand threw my hair and leans in close, "I want you to let me love you...but I know its too soon for you right now, and I can wait, ill wait forever, I don't care how long you need ill wait." "Pete, can you just kiss me." He smiles and kisses me hard between the kisses I say " I love you" He still has a hand in hair when he starts to kiss down my cheek towards to my neck, I rest my hand behind me and I arch into his touch, and draw my head back, I feel his mouth on my collar bone. I feel his hand move under my shirt and press harder into me,I don't feel scared, I feel safe, loved. I want him to love me, but my body is just not ready. I take my hands  and put them under his jaw and lifted his head.

"Pete, im not ready, im sorry"

"Patrick, baby its okay, I love you so much"

I didn't even realize I was crying, until I felt Pete's thumbs wipe them away, he kisses me once more and picks me up and carries me to the bed. "I love you Pete," " I Love you too, baby boy. Now I know we just woke up, but I can tell you're still in pain, please rest baby, ill be here when you wake."

"Okay" I pull him into another kiss and close my eyes with  a smile on my face.