Patrick's POV
Stop. Please just stop staring at me like that, it's making me uncomfortable. Why do I have a feeling your staring at me with lust, that's wrong and you know it.
Why didn't I just push you away, Pete. I don't want to be inside your room, while you stare right at me. I want to look away, but somehow I think it would be rude. I know this is going to sound cowardly of me, but I didn't want to see Pete all day. I just wanted to avoid him at any means possible.
Even when I'm trapped in his room, He hasn't said a single word. I want to know what he's thinking, at least so I can get out of here quickly. If Peter came home and found us in here I wouldn't know what to tell him.
"Pete tell me why you dragged me in here? Whatever we need to talk about it can be in the living room, Peter isn't home."
He smiled, "that's what I've been asking to myself over and over again, Why?"
"What?"
"Why out of every guy I know did it end up falling for you!?
Falling for me? I think he went insane. Doesn't he realize I'm his father's boyfriend, no fiance!? He should not be saying things like that, and I should not be listening. "Pete, I don't think any of this meant anything. Your just confusing yourself."
"Maybe, but you confused too. Tell me why didn't you tell my dad I kissed you? I thought in relationships there was no secrets."
"There isn't... I just didn't want you and Peter to end up fighting over a stupid kiss, that's all."
He chuckled, "I kissed you that bad, huh?"
I shook my head, "No, no, no! It's not that it's just..."
He grinned, "So you like it, I'm glad."
He's smiling like an idiot and it was really making me annoyed. He shouldn't be like that, just because I enjoyed his kiss.
Wait, what am I saying! The worst part is that I'm possibly blushing, I feel my cheeks heating up.
He walked towards me and placed his hand on my left cheek. "If you ask me Patrick, I think your brain is confused with all that thinking but your feelings, your heart they know what you want."
My heart, my heart is pounding right now I don't understand what it really wants.
"Patrick, you didn't kiss me back, because of my father right?"
I nodded.
"But if he didn't exist, would you have kissed me back?" he asked.
"But he does..."
"If he didn't. If you would have met me first would you have kissed me back?"
I wanted to lie. Tell him no, and move on from all this. "Y-Yes, if I met you first I would have fallen for you Pete."
"Then why don't you. At least for this small amount of time, let's pretend no one exists. It's just me and you."
Our noses nearly touching his lips hovering over mine. I wanted to, just be here and figure out all this, but I couldn't. If I stay here I would regret it for the rest if my life, and I would never be able see Peter the same way again.
I pushed him away from me. "I can't do this to Peter. He's an amazing person, he doesn't deserve what we are doing, and also I stopped playing pretend a long time ago." with that said I quickly walked out of the room and locked myself in mine.
I felt small tear drops falling from my eyes. Could they be for Peter? Or does Pete really mean that much, that I cry for him.
Hey! My beautiful People. I will probably update another chapter today, depending on if it turns out the way I'm hoping for. I am really enjoying writing this and I hope you guys are enjoying reading it.
Bye for now -ixel631 :)
