Pete's POV
What happened yesterday really amazed me. It made me like Patrick even more, then I do. He didn't want to play pretend and honestly neither did I and I needed to prove that to him.
My father got back about two hours ago from work and I was determined to tell him my feelings for his boyfriend. Possibly the worst idea, but it will take weight off of Patrick's shoulders. Maybe if I come clean Patrick and I can move out and start a new life.
I stood in front of his room. Taking a deep breath, and figuring out how I was going to start all this. I just need to go for it, and let whatever happens, happen.
I knocked on the door and Patrick opened up. "Pete, what is it?"
"I need to talk to my dad, is he asleep?"
"No, he's in the shower right now. Why do you need to talk to him?"
"Well might as well tell you since your going to find out... I'm going to confront my dad about my feelings for you."
"What! Are you insane?! Peter is going to kill you, and possibly me."
"No I'll make sure he doesn't, besides I fell for you. He loves you and I doubt he'll lay a finger on you."
"That's not the point just please don't, just forget anything happened. I plan on never telling this to Peter."
"Well I don't, Patrick if we come clean we might be able to have something. I want to be able to have that opportunity. You feel uncomfortable hiding all this from him..."
"Pete it's a bad idea."
"My mind is already set up. You said you didn't want to play pretend, so we won't."
"What if... Ah! What am I saying. Pete, he's almost out of the shower. So please tell me right now what I have to do so you won't say anything, at least not now."
He doesn't want me to tell him. Why not? Does he not want to be with me? Or is he worried about me, to hard to tell. "Let's do it Patrick..."
"What!?"
"Let's play pretend, I mean. Maybe then you can figure all this out."
"Please don't ask me to do that Pete, I don't think I can at least not now" he looked back nervously seeing if my dad got out already.
"Okay then kiss me... Last time I kissed you and you didn't kiss back. This time I want you too."
He sighed heavily, before giving me a small peck on the lips, pulling away quickly. "There now go!"
I shook my head, "that's not a kiss!"
He looked back, "shoot the water stopped running..."
"Okay, then." I pulled him by the arm dragging him downstairs. He won't kiss me correctly if he is worried about getting caught.
When we made it far from the door I leaned in and kissed him. This time I finally felt him kiss back, this experience was much more amazing then the last time. I felt him relax into the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his waist pulling him closer to me. His arms around my neck, while his fingers were fondling with my hair.
"Patrick!" I hear dad calling from his room.
Patrick instally pulled away from me. "Coming!" he yelled.
He then looked at me ashamed and confused. "I don't know how this is going to work out, but I know in the end it won't end well."
I nodded, "I know, and even if it does I'm always going to be here for you."
"We will talk later, goodnight" he says before running upstairs again.
I sat on the couch grinning like an idiot. Patrick feels something for me and even though he prevented me from telling my father, one day our secret will be out.
