Saturday (Peterick)

6

-Patrick's POV-

I sat outside the school before it started. Joe was on a family vacation so he would be gone for the next two weeks. A man with red hair crouched down infront of me.

I pulled out my earbud. "May I help you." I asked.

"Well, Thomas, long time no see." He said. Who the hell is Thomas.

"Who's Thomas?" I asked.

"Pete's old boyfriend. I can't believe he hasn't told you about him. He looked like you." I watched his pupils rapidly expand and get smaller multiple times. "He liked me, too. More than Pete. Now, be a doll and kiss me, Patty." He said and leaned in.

Now I was totally freaked out. I smacked him across the face and he stumbled back. I grabbed my backpack and ran into school until I found Pete.

"Pete, can we talk?" I panted. He nodded and excused himself from his friends.

"What do you want to talk about Patrick?" He asked.

"This guy with red hair came up to me and started telling me random things and his eyes did this creepy thing and then he told me to kiss him." I said quickly.

"Gerard, my brother. Patrick, I have something I need to tell you after school." He said. "I'll see you later, I have to get to class."

"Wait." I said and he turned back to me. "Who's Thomas?" I asked. He noticeably stiffened at the mention of his name.

"He was my ex."

"Was?" I asked.

"He passed away."

"Oh, Pete I'm so sorry I didn't know." I apologized.

"It's alright, Pat. I'll see you afterschool." He said and left.