Friend, Please (Peterick)

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Patrick's POV

Disgusting. I looked in the mirror. I'm fat. I'm ugly. Too ugly and fat for my liking. Honestly. I hate myself and I hate the mirror. I hate it but I somehow crave to look at myself.

I should probably lay off... who am I kidding? I don't exactly eat all the time. I'm bloated though. It's disgusting and I'm confused. I hate my body.

I have no idea how Pete even likes me. I am thankful but.. how?

My personality sucks ass, my body is horribly ugly. My hair is just dirty blonde. Right. Dirty. And just normal. My face is ugh. My legs are surprisingly okay but it's my upper body that bothers me. A lot.

I felt water drop on my hand and I realised I was crying. I shook my head and wiped my pathetic tears and I sigh. I'm worthless. I can't do anything without judging myself and that's really lame.

Even the fact that I'm literally dating Pete, I still feel sort of annoying and insecure of everything. I don't blame him if he every says something negative about me. I really am dumb anyway.

I feel like I'm not appreciating his love and positivity towards me to keep me happy which honestly really bugs me in the worst way ever. He tries to make me more confident and I can't exactly do that.

I hate how I'm always a shitty boyfriend and I'm thankful that he's taking it just for me or himself. He tells me I'm not but it's like a kick in the chest whenever I think about it.

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After a while of that I got off of the bed and sighed. My phone was charging on the study table. I checked it and I forgot that there was a buzzing earlier coming from my phone which I didn't really bother about.

TEXT

Pete: Hi Patrick!

Pete: Hi I miss you :(

Pete: my car broke down too so it's at the workshop now ugh fuck

Pete: trrriickkkk

Pete: COME OVER AND CUDDLE WITH ME

Pete: Patrick, you good there?

Pete: Pattycakes I cant go there and check on you fuck

Pete: I cant leave the house at the moment I'm babysitting

Pete: BABY COME OVER

Pete: If your dad touches you the slightest i s2g ill beat the shit out of him

Pete: Im mad now at the thought of that please come over.

Pete: its been 10 minutes babe

Pete: ill wait for a response. If you're not replying til tonight I'll go run there if I have to.

I smile to myself as I read those texts. He sent those 2 hours ago. How sad.

Pete: IVE BEEN CHECKING MY TEXTS FOR YOU TO REPLY AND YOU READ BABY

Pete: ARE

Pete: YOU

Pete: OKAY

I laugh softly and nodded even though he can't see me.

Me: Yes. I am :)

Pete: god damn it Patrick. Get your ass here I wanna cuddle

Me: okay panda

Pete: sorry I'm not the panda, you are. I love you, see you in 10?

Me: yeah alright, I love you too.

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I walked out of the house, completely forgetting about what happened earlier. I walked happily to Pete's house and knocked on the door after 10 minutes of walking.

"Patriiiiick!" He exclaims excitedly and hugged me tightly. "I missed you" he says softly. "It's been like 3 days, Pete." I laugh softly. "I know but" he pouts and gave me puppy eyes. I smile widely and poked his nose.

I walked in as he gave way to me and he smiled. "You know you look cute" he shrugs. I smile, sitting on the couch. "Thanks. You look pretty good" I say, totally meaning it as he always looks good anyway.

Pete plopped on the couch next to me, immediately hugging me, being clingy like a koala bear with those tree things. "Patrick" he mumbled. I looked at him, "Yeah?" I asked with a soft, calm voice.

"I love you so much" he says and pets my dirty blonde hair. I blushed intensely and smiled to myself. He kissed my heated up cheeks and he giggled softly to himself. "I love you too." I say with a soft voice. Not that I don't wanna say it but I feel kind of shy today. No one, not even me knows why.

Pete pulled me closer to him and I smiled. I snuggled into his chest, feeling warm and loved. He put his arm around me and he breathed on my neck which made me shudder a little. He giggled at my physical response and I poked his chest. "You're weird. But the cute kind of weird." Pete laughed and kissed my forehead. "Says the one who licked my guitar." I grinned at him. Pete shakes his head. "That was one time." He says defensively. "Correction. Five." I laugh.

Pete rolled his eyes playfully and I rolled mine back. I looked at his eyes as we both sat up, "I dont know if I've told you this before but you have really pretty eyes." I blurt out. Pete blushed softly and looked at me. I laughed and gave his cheek a quick peck. I loved giving him kisses. It was really satisfying for some odd reason and I love him a lot.

"I love you so much" Pete mumbled and I nods, saying the same in return. We both cuddled, watching cute movies and fell asleep on each other.
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Hi just wanted to say thanks to everyone who reads this and comments and votes like wow I dont know why you read my story it sucks but I put effort into it. Anyways, its 4am, goodnight. ♡