Pete grabbed my bags and put clothes into them. He told me to just sit near the window and rest a bit. Even though I protested, he stroked my cheek and told me, "Babe just relax. Let me pack your bags."
So then I did what he asked and relaxed. I felt so tired and worn out from this day. Just as my eyes closed, Pete shook me a bit. "Time to go, babe."
I nodded. He helped me down, and made sure I didn't fall. Then he went down next. He showed me to his mom's car, and put my things in the trunk. He opened the door and had me get in. Once he got in himself, he said, "Mom this is Patrick. His dad kicked him out so he'll be staying with us."
His mom turned around and gasped. "What happened to you?!"
I gulped. "M-My dad h-hit me for saying I-I loved Pete." I stuttered. Pete rubbed my back and held me close. His mom looked shocked and turned around. It was obvious I didn't want to say more. Pete rubbed my back, and let me lay my head on his shoulder. He stopped to lace our fingers together.
I smiled and closed my eyes.
It felt so soon, but once again Pete was waking me. "Sleeping Beauty, we're here."
I knew my cheeks turned pink, but I couldn't help it. Pete made me feel so happy.
Pete carried my bags in despite my protests. He said I needed sleep. I argued, saying was just fine. Pete gave me a stern look. I followed him to his room and obeyed him, and slept in his bed.
When I woke up, I heard Pete and his mom talking.
"He shouldn't go to school tomorrow." Pete argued.
She sighed. "I know, but you still need to."
"I shouldn't have to. We both need to stay home. Mom, he needs me. I need him. You'll be a work- and he'll be a-alone."
He didn't trust me.
He didn't trust me to stay home alone.
I sighed.
Pete's mom huffed. "No Pete. He'll be fine."
"You don't understand mom! You don't know-!"
"I said no Peter!"
Pete sighed and walked back to his bed. He laid next to me, and rubbed my back. "I'm sorry, baby," he whispered, "I can't stay. I want to."
He snuggled up close to me and whispered, "I love you though. The weekend is coming up soon. We can cuddle, and..." He giggled. "Night night, Patty."
I smiled and closed my eyes.
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he's my winona ♕
Fanfictionpeterick fic~ Patrick is the new kid at the school. Everyone thinks Pete the average bad boy. He has tattoos and a bad reputation making him seem more fierce than he real is. Patrick, on the other hand, is probably the most innocent perfect individu...
