Chapter Sixteen - Letting You Go

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P.O.V Patrick

Pete and I messed around for the whole of the dinner. You'd think we'd be super sophisticated on our last night together, I doubted that'd happen anyway.

"Pete, I don't think I can tell anyone else I'm going.." I mentioned when the waiter went to go get the bill. "You have to tell them Patrick." 

"I know.. nevertheless I'd rather spend the rest of the night with you." I whispered, keeping my head down. I wasn't really saying it for him to hear yet he smiled a tiny bit and placed his hand on mine. 

My heart was racing by this point even though I knew Pete no longer feels the same way. "Patrick, Look we'll stop by the houses of everyone you're telling and then we'll spend the entire night together." 

I smiled back and looked back up at him. "Alright, let's go then. I want to get this over with." 

I offered to pay but Pete refused to let me. "This is my treat." He's sweet like that. 

"Where first?" Pete asked when we were finally in the car. "Joe or Andy?" I responded, not really sure which one to go to first. "Why don't we tell everyone to meet at our house?" He suggested. 

"Good idea.." I said faintly, texting everyone I wanted to tell. 

Andy and Joe obviously, Brendon, Dallon, Ryan, Spencer, Gerard, Mikey, Frank, Ray, Alex, Jack, Rian, Zack- 

Actually that might be a bit too much. Just Andy, Joe and Brendon. 

Meet at Pete's asap. 

"Okay, your house it is." 

"Our, house." 

It'd pain me too much to say that it won't be mine for much longer so I decided against it and instead belatedly said "Yeah, our house." 

"Something wrong?" Pete asked, concerned" "N-no.. I just.." 

"If it's so hard for you to move away then why are you doing it?" He said a little fiercer than intended. "Sorry." He then went on to say after a few seconds of silence. 

"I have to, I don't know if you noticed but the fans hate me and over there I feel it's more likely I can, you know blend in."

"It'll die down!" 

"Not soon enough, I'm leaving until it does." 

Pete left it at that, not saying another word until we got back. We got out of the car and went inside, sitting down on the sofa until everyone else arrived. 

Andy got here first since he was pretty close. "What's the emergency?" He laughed, walking in and sitting down beside us. "Wait 'til everyone else gets here." I replied. Pete wasn'tlaughing or even smiling for that matter, I don't understand.. it's not that big of a deal.

"Oh.. is it that serious then?" 

"Well I wouldn't say it's a big-"

"To me it is and probably to you guys too." Pete interrupted, looking at me. 

"It's really not." I argued, not wanting to worry Andy or anything. 

"It is." Pete snapped. He was looking angrier by the minute. "Pete stop making a big deal out of it!" 

"IT'S A BIG DEAL TO ME OKAY?" He shouted, standing up. "Woah, okay-" Andy began before Joe came in. "I could hear you from outside, what's wrong?" 

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