Patrick's POV
"Happy birthday, baby." Pete said again for the hundredth time today. I didn't mind though, I loved his attention.
We were ready to land back to Los Angeles. Pete wanted to get school done ASAP! He couldn't stop talking about our future wedding to Joe and Andy.
"Want to know the bad thing about California, Trick."
"What's that?"
"The age of consent here is, eighteen" he whispered.
I chuckled, "didn't stop you from kissing me before.
"Yup. Behind closed doors all secrets are kept. Besides I look a lot older then you."
"I think it's the stubble... Makes you look manly."
"Are you implying something, Mr. Stump- Wentz?"
I shook my head, "Nothing at all, Wentz."
After thirty more minutes we arrived at Brendon's and once Pete knocked I was embraced into someone's arms. "Oh my god, you must be Patrick! You're so cute... I can't believe how lucky Pete got!"
I looked at the taller man and based in the description and attitude, this was Brendon. "Nice to see you too, Brendon."
He let go of me and from the staircase there were two other men. "Ryan, Dallon, meet Patrick. Isn't he so cute! We would make an incredible foursome!" Both of them just glared at me, once he said that.
"Don't go that far!" Pete said stepping in wrapping in arm around me protectively. "He's mine."
"Oh don't worry, I won't do anything! But if he does anything to you, Patrick... You let me know."
"Shouldn't it be the other way around?" Pete asked.
"Are you kidding me, Patrick is as cute as button to ever hurt you! I actually have something to show you Pete, come with me! Dallon, Ryan play nice with Patrick!" he says before they were off.
"Brendon, sure did take a liking to you..."
"Brendon takes a liking to everyone, Ryan."
"But he's never once told anyone, the things he did just now to him" Ryan says.
"Well I hope you didn't take it literally... I'd be dead before you joined in. Bad enough I have to share him with Ryan." Dallon says.
"Ditto!" Ryan said.
"I didn't, Pete told me the type of guy Brendon was. I know he was just kidding..."
"Pete must be really lucky then... Especially since you only choose one and not both... Hopefully we can be friends Patrick."
I nodded, "yeah sure, Ryan."
"I'll go check what those two are up..." Dallon says going upstairs, Ryan following along.
I sat down in the living room until I heard my phone vibrant in my pocket. The caller ID was unknown.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Trick. Happy Birthday!"
"Peter..."
"Did you think I would forget?"
"No, but I didn't think you would call."
I heard a little chuckle, "can you come outside or is Pete and Brendon entertaining much?"
"What?" I looked out the window and Peter was right outside looking straight at me. "Or are you going to invite me in?"
"That's not a good idea-"
He sighed, "I know, but I want to see you."
"I think you already can..."
He laughed again, "maybe, but I gave you two options. Just choose."
I shook my head, "I'm not going to, just leave Peter."
"Just let me show you something, then afterwards I'll leave you alone. After all I understand you don't love me. And if I have to wait around, I will. Remember I'm not one to lose...."
I heard laughing coming from upstairs, makes me feel left out... But they are entertain enough so I have enough time to get rid of Peter and not make a big scene.
(Okay, a couple more chapters and I'm finish with this story... Then I won't have any more Peterick stories to write:(
