Boycott Love (Sequel to Don't Come Home For Christmas) ~ Peterick

Chapter Eight - Letting People Down is My Thing, Baby

P.O.V Pete

Me and Patrick have been officially back together for a week now and I decided it was time to tell Brendon I'm cool with everything. 

"So everything's good then?" Brendon said sounding shocked. 

"Yep. I'm completely fine with it. Like who cares if you kissed Patrick or not?"

"Well, technically he kissed me first but yeah I guess." 

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Patrick kissed me first?"

My stunned silence must have told him something because he caught on. 

"He lied then." 

Mind reader, I'm not kidding.

"He lied to me.. again." 

"Well maybe he just made a mistake?"

"No.. no he confirmed it and everything." 

"Really? That's so out of character."

"Yeah.. I have to go Brendon, thanks." 

"No problem I guess. Don't be too hard on him Pete." 

"No promises." I sighed before hanging up. 

Getting real tired of your shit Stump. 

* * * *

I sat on the chair facing the door, waiting for Patrick to come home. It wasn't long before he came stumbling in, looking happy as usual. "Hey, what's up?" He started, noticing that I probably looked quite pissed. 

"So.. I was talking to Brendon earlier.." 

He froze before taking of his coat rapidly and hanging it on the coat rack. "Mm hm?"

"Why did you lie?"

"Lie? About what?"

"You're doing it again. You're trying to act innocent!"

"Pete please, I'm not in the mood to fight right now."

"You lied about something so small, so tiny that I didn't care either way." 

"You're making this into such a drama, stop." 

"But that's not the first time you've lied, is it?"

"Are you even listening to me?"

"No of course, there was the secret relationship. Then there was all the alcohol smuggling. The meeting with 'Elisa'. The claim you broke up with her and now this. When will the lies end? Don't you think about anyone but yourself?"

"This is not even about you. I didn't ask to get back together, that was all you."

"Well maybe I just took pity on you." I said sharply, crossing my leg over the other.

"Oh please, I was just an opportunity to not feel so lonely at night. You never even cared about me." Patrick turned around to hide his face from me. 

"Of course I did.. but the thing is.. did you?"

"I loved you more than anything and you know that."

"But do you?"

"I don't know anymore, Pete. I need time to clear my head." 

"Well why don't you go stay with Brendon." I muttered..

He shot right round again. "Maybe I will!" 

"Good. Just next time, tell your boyfriend you kissed him you pig." 

"I won't have to." 

I smiled, thinking he was trying to make it up to me. 

"Because I don't have one anymore." 

I stood up, grabbing his hand. 

"You're breaking up with me?"

"You've had your revenge, now it's my turn." 

And with that he gave a sharp smile, and left without another word. 

*These fights are so bad, im so sorry! I'm writing the next part right now :)*