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Chapter 12: Pete

Today is the first day since Patrick had came into my life that I don't get to see him at school.
"Are you sure you are going to be okay here?" I say hanging over his neck while he is brushing his teeth.
Patrick groans out of annoyance. "Yes Pete. I promise I'll be okay."
I know Patrick is annoyed by me. I know that he is tired of my questions. I just want him to know that I am here for him and I will always listen to his problems.
I look at Patrick in the eyes. "I love you."
He looked back at me. "I love you too."
I gave Patrick a goodbye kiss and then I was out the door.

~Timeskip To School~

As I walked in the doors, I was greeted by an extremely happy Joe Trohman. "Good job, bro!" he yelled.
"For what, Joe?"
"For everything! For standing up to Brendon, for telling Patrick, everything!"
Joe high fived me.
"Thanks, Joe. Hey, are you busy tonight? I'm going to have a few people come over tonight. Patrick is staying at mine for a while and I thought it would be fun to have you and Andy over. Also, bring your guitar."
"I'm free! I'll come! Hey, Pete. I have a small confession."
"Yeah, and what is it?"
"I like Andrew Hurley more than a rabbit likes carrots."

~Timeskip To Sociology~

I walk into Sociology and no surprise, there is Brendon standing at the door ready to kill me.
"Hey, gay boy."
I groan. "What do you want Brendon? Look what you caused already! If you hadn't put me in a choke hold trying to get me to confess my love for Patrick then maybe this wouldn't happen! Maybe you wouldn't be sitting here with a black eye right now. Maybe you wouldn't be shaking. I know you are afraid of me, Brendon so don't hide it. There is no one to blame for this except yourself."
Everyone was listening by this point. Brendon stood in shock that I finally stood up to him in words rather than with my fists.
"And Brendon, gay is not a synonym for sh*tty." I walked over to my chair near Andy and sat down.
Brendon smirked. "Oh yeah? Tell that to Patrick's dad."
I got back up and walked back over to Brendon. We were only breathing distance apart. You could smell his fear. You could see the shaking. You could hear his internal screams of pain.
I whispered loud enough for everyone to hear. "I give up. You will never stop. I could punch you right now but I will be the bigger person and go sit down to my friend, Andy Hurley and have good small talk."
"So you still like Andy Hurley? Ha! You never liked Patrick anyway did you?"
"Yeah, I never liked Patrick. I always loved Patrick."
Brendon opened his mouth so say something but then Frank got involved. "Shut up, Brendon! Pete never did anything to you!" The whole crowd was now screaming "Yeah!" in agreement. "Don't even act homophobic. We all know you have a thing for Ryan."
Brendon was on the verge of blushing. "N-No!"
"Yeah, sure. Tell it to the judge."
Brendon sat down and was quiet for the rest if the class.
I high fived Frank and thanked him.
"Anyway, I am sorry about all that, Andy. Do you think you could come over tonight? I am having a small get together since Patrick is staying with me. Joe is coming and I think it would be cool if you could come too! Bring your drums if you can. That would be cool."
"I would love to come. Also, which Joe do you mean? The cute Joe?"
I smirk. "So, you think Joseph Trohman is cute, eh?"
Andy blushes. "Maybe."
This is going to be a fun night.