22. Three Little Words

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Patrick's POV

The first thing I see when I awake to a strange noise, is Peter putting clothes into a luggage bag. I observer him a little more before I sat up and looked again. There as one bag for him and the another was mine.

"Peter?"

He looked up at me and smiled, "morning Patrick, you sleep well?"

"Yeah...what's all this, why are you packing?"

"Well, I have to go to Chicago and I thought you wouldn't mind going with... I was packing everything so you won't have too... Our plane leaves in two hours you better get going."

I shook my head, "Peter, you could have told me earlier. I can't leave like this."

"I just found out, honest. Besides why can't you leave? Your place is with me after all, I thought you would be happy to go back to Chicago."

"I am, it's just... What about the guys and Pete?"

"Pete..." he sighed. "Patrick you act like going to Chicago with me is a real pain... Maximum we will be there for three days. Besides I talked to all of them. They all agreed you going to see your city again is a good idea, even Pete said it would be good idea since you haven't been there in so long."

"Really?"

He nodded, "yes, now let's go."

I thought Pete and I agreed to tell Peter everything tonight. Did he really go back on that just so I can go back to Chicago for a couple of days? I really do want to go, I like Los Angeles, but it really wasn't like home.

"Patrick, what has you so distracted, this morning?" he asked placing his hands on the side of my face.

I just shook my head, "it's nothing... But-"

"Nothing right now is more important... Now go get ready we have to leave in ten minutes." he was about to lean in and kiss me on the lips... Until I quickly got out of his grasp and walked towards the bathroom. "Okay, I'll hurry up!"

Five minutes later I was already, and the luggage were already out the door. I went downstairs and there was no sound of anyone in the house. "Ready Patrick?"

"Yeah, but where is everyone?"

He shrugged, "probably they had things planned... Why?"

"No reason, it's just weird... It's way to early."

He chuckled, "I know, you're not a morning person, but some people are. Now let's go we have a plane to catch."

Once we were on board the plane I realized I forgot my phone. I had no way to communicate with Pete. I wouldn't see him for a couple of days

I do love Peter, but not in the way he loves me. With or without Pete I will tell Peter the truth, I can't stand lying to him for much longer. I just need to find the right time, maybe after the event he has, I don't want to ruin that for him before hand.

"Still distracted... Patrick what's wrong? I promise we are going to have a good time."

"I don't doubt that Peter... I'm probably distracted because of lack of sleep."

"Well sleep, I'll wake you up when we get there... You can even use my shoulder as your pillow, if you want?"

I smiled, "yeah, okay."

"I love you so much, Patrick."

All I could do was nod, a few days ago I had no problem saying back those three words that meant so much, to him. Now those three words belonged to Pete, I could no longer pretend something I don't feel. I decided just to close my eyes and try to get some sleep for the rest of the trip. After all when I wake up I will be back in Chicago.

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