Patrick's POV
I felt vulnerable, I had no strength to push Peter away from me. After I explained everything to him, the way I felt. He pinned me down on to the bed, I felt his breath on my face as he stared at me almost in tears.
"Peter... Please get off me."
He just shook his head, his hands still tightly on my wrists. "It's not fair, I don't understand how you could do this to me. Patrick, my heart is racing right now and I can't accept you don't feel anything when I kiss you or even touch you." I felt as his hand got lower rubbing my inner thigh, through my jeans.
"No Peter, don't do anything you might regret!"
"Why should I regret anything?... I already lost you anyway."
"Yes, but you still haven't lost my respect and my administration."
"I don't want that. Patrick I wanted your love, I wanted to be with you, be your first. I could still be it, if you let me."
I shook my head, "it's too late, I realized I didn't love you, too late. I should have realized when I couldn't give my virginity to you."
"And with Pete? Are you willing to..."
"I'd give everything to Pete. Married or not I love-"
He shook his head, "please don't say it... I just don't understand what he did to make you love him so much in a few days?"
"Believe it or not, Peter I don't either. Just the way he his was enough to charm me... Many would say I'm an idiot, because you have everything and Pete doesn't even know where he is headed yet, but I don't care."
"Is it because of my age or-"
I shook my head, "no Peter, you know it's nothing like that. If it was I would have never agreed to be with you."
"I wish you haven't... I wish I wouldn't have fallen for you, because if I knew you both were going to do this to me, I'd never let it happened. I wish I would have just let you still sing up on that stage. You two wouldn't have ever met."
"You might be right... I probably would still be singing to get by, or if I was lucky someone would have signed me up and I could be making it to the top. But none of that happened, and we can't repeat the past... I'm sorry."
"An apology isn't enough... Patrick I want to hate you! But I can't bring myself to do it. And I am still willing to forgive you."
"And Pete? Are you willing to forgive, your son?"
"...I can't he knew how I felt about you, but he didn't care. For me he was being selfish, only thinking about himself..."
"Then don't forgive me, because it wasn't just him... I didn't expect you to understand or react like you're okay. You said once you would never hurt me, yet you have me underneath you by force... Peter if your going to do something do it, but you will regret it!"
"I won't..." he leaned in a lot closer and placed his lips on mine. After what I felt eternal he pulled back and sighed. "In you're eyes I'm a complete gentleman Patrick, and I intend to still be that. I did say I would never hurt you, and I'm not going to... If anything forgive me for my attitude just now, it was not me." before I could even reply he was already out the door.
I sat up and whipped my lips. I wanted to run after him, but he needed some time alone. All I needed to do now was wait for Pete, I know he had to speak to him regardless of the conversation I just had with him. Even when their relationship wouldn't be the same, I don't want Peter hating Pete for the rest of his life.
