Sanity (Peterick)

5

Pete's POV

Patrick's been here for about a week and a half now. He goes to see Dr. Urie twice a week, and I think everything is going well between them.

Nothing more intimate had happened since our kiss, other than the occasional "sleep in my bed" scenario. But you know, I don't know if he sees that as completely platonic it not. Truthfully, I don't want it to be.

It's dinner time and Patrick's been skipping meals lately. It's starting to concern me. So I try to get him to eat.

"Hey, yo Patrick?"

"Huh?"

"Let's go eat, man. Today they got Chinese. But I'm telling you, don't eat the chow mein, it sucks."

"It's okay I'm not hungry,"

I sit down, next to him on his bed. I look at him, but he looks at the ground.

"Dude, you haven't been eating enough lately, are alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine, I'm just not hungry,"

"Come on, at least come hang out with me and the guys?"

"...okay,"

We walk down the hallway to the cafeteria. The line today is short, probably because we're late. We grab our food and look for Joe and Andy. We see Joe signalling us to come sit down. I smile and wave, letting him know we see them.

"Hey, you made it! You guys are late today, is anything up?" Andy says.

"Nah man, just stalling," Patrick says.

"Patrick, try the fortune cookie, it's so good!" I tell him, honestly just wanting him to eat something.

"Don't do it, they taste like cardboard," Joe says.

"You wanna go? Two hits, me hittin' you, you hittin' the floor," I say, jokingly quoting The Breakfast Club.

They laugh a bit, but the lunch lady glares at me, like I was serious. I ignore her.

Patrick open his fortune cookie anyway and reads it.

"'You will soon receive help from an unexpected source'," he says, and then puts the fortune in his pocket.

"Interesting," I say.

He nibbles on the cookie. "It doesn't taste that bad. Oh and by the way, I'm going to see Dr. Urie after we go outside for another appointment."
Patrick says.

Patrick only ate a little bit of his food, but I'm just glad he ate something. We head outside and sit next to the willow again, but this time with Joe and Andy.

I had the feeling again. I wanted to kiss Patrick, just like last time. But I know that now is not the time.

Midway through a conversation, Patrick realised he was late for his appointment. So he gets up and says he's gotta go, and heads for the entrance back inside.

"Now that he's gone, I got something to tell you guys," I say, and they look intrigued. I don't hesitate at all with them. "I think I'm in love with Patrick,"

"Are you sure?" Andy says.

"Dude, yes! Go for it man," Joe says.

"Yeah guys, I'm sure. The other day we kissed and that's when I knew,"

"How'd you get him to kiss you, without telling him you like him?" Andy said.

"I just asked him if he's kissed a guy before, and if I could be his first,"

"Woah, Pete, you can talk your way into anything," Joe says.

"And I will be confessing, as soon as I get the guts to,"

Patrick's POV

I walk down the hallway to the office, wondering why I ate that food. I feel terrible that I did and lately I've been feeling so uncomfortable in my own body.

I see my reflection in an empty room's glass door. I just don't like it anymore. I never did, but it's finally getting to me. You know what I'm talking about. Chubby cheeks, pudgy thighs, all that stuff.

I should stop thinking about this before one of my alters come out.

I crack open the door to his office, like I always do. I obviously opened it at the wrong moment. To my surprise, I see Brendon, literally lying on his desk with a boy on top of him. Shirt only halfway buttoned. Full on, making out.

Then Brendon notices me, and everything stops. Brendon's face is turning red, and I'm pretty sure mine is too.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" I say, about to shut the door.
Then Brendon gets off the table and runs to keep me from shutting it.

"Umm.. Patrick," he says. "..can you, um wait outside for a second?"

I don't say a word and I shut the door. I can hear conversation and movement of papers and cups on the desk. Brendon opens the door and his shirts buttoned all the way up now, and his desk is clean.

"Uhh, you may come in now,"

I walk in and see the boy sitting on the couch.

"So, this is Ryan," he says, "and Ryan, this is Patrick." shutting the door behind me. Ryan looks up and waves a little at me and I wave back. "He's the friend I told you about the other day,"

"Oh yeah, I remember,"

"Patrick, I'm sorry that this is how I had to meet you. If I had known you were coming, I would have been a little more professional," Ryan said.

"Um, it's okay, I'm not that bothered by it."

"Thanks for understanding man, I gotta go now. You guys probably need to be alone for the session," he said, standing up and walked out the door. "Bye,"

"Bye," me and Brendon said simultaneously.

"Please don't tell anyone here, no one knows about me and Ryan," he says with a worried look on his face.

"I won't, dude,"

"Thank you,"

Authors note

My heads hurting I should probably sleep, it's 4:13 am. Goodnight everyone, have a nice day :)

Xoxo