W e a k n e s s [Peterick AU] - #Wattys2016

#26- M a l l

Patrick's POV

"Any news about Fred?", I asked Liza timidly.

"Nope..."

I took off my new blue gloves when the breaking news on the TV caught my attention. Pete looked interested as well, so we both ended up with our face practically glued to the screen.

"What's going on?"

"Looks like they're pursuing a few criminals", I pouted "As always"

"Yes, but recently they've heard about something like a group of killers... they've probably escaped from jail and reunited... I don't know. I just don't like it", said Liza.

"Me either", I replied absentmindedly.

Pete didn't look so good, though. He was still staring blankly at the tv.

"Earth calls Peter Wentz", I waved my hand in front of him.

"Oh, yes, sorry, I just... wanted to know more"

"Hm, I don't know if they have already found out more about this shit anyway"

I got interrupted by Liza's incitement:"Well, let's forget this for now and eat all together, so we can go to the mall earlier"

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Pete's POV

After stopping at Starbucks for a while, we left Liza on her own to start walking together around the mall. However, we didn't buy anything- just a pair of trainers for Patrick, but anyway I liked to watch the shop windows and talk with my friend during our walk.

"So... what now?", he asked as we reached the end of the building.

A brilliant idea flashed into my mind.

"Hey, Trick, do you like ice skating?"

He was kinda taken aback by my question: "Well... I've never tried"

"Why don't we have a go? There is a huge ice rink right on the opposite side of the road"

"I don't know..."

"Come on!! Listen, you almost forced me to play with snow and I had fun at the end"

"Okay, okay. I've got nothing to lose, anyway, so..."

"Great!", I cut him off as I grabbed his hand and dragged him out.

"Woah, slow down!", he laughed panting "Why are you going so fast?"

"Because I wanna go!"

"Well, you can go without running!"

We approached the rink and I immediately provided for the tickets.

"Ahhh, I don't like this, I don't like this, I don't like th-"

"Stop complaining, you're so hysterical! You haven't started yet"

"I know, but I just know this thing isn't gonna turn out well"

"Oh, it will, don't worry. Hold my hand and I promise you won't fall"

He raised an eyebrow at me.

"The worst thing that could happen is that I fall with you"

He chuckled: "Alright, mate. But please, don't let me go, really"

"Let's go, pussy"

"AH! No, please, have some mercy for this poor guy! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS?!", he screamed grasping my scarf violently.