Patrick got into his car and waited for Pete to get in. Once Pete was in, Patrick started the engine and started to drive. While driving Patrick glanced at Pete who looked slightly nervous.
"You ok, Pete?"
"Yeah...uh...its just i don't want things to get weird between us"
"Petey, nothing and i repeat NOTHING will ever get weird between us. EVER i promise"
Patrick held up his pinky finger in front of Pete and Pete held up his and Patrick promised him.
Patrick pulled into the drive way and looked at Pete. They both sat there in awkward silence until Patrick decided to get out and go round to Pete's side, while he was opening the door for Pete he happened to mumble to himself.
"most awkward 5 minutes of my life.."
Pete just got out and followed Patrick to the front door. When inside Patrick took Pete's hand and led him up to his bedroom. Patrick's bed was covered in bits of scrap paper, obviously he had been writing songs all day, Patrick pushed all the bits of paper on to the floor and patted a space beside him.
Pete slowly walked over and sat down next to Patrick. He turned bright red as Patrick smirked at him. Patrick leant in to kiss Pete but he moved away from Patrick.
"I'm sorry 'tricky, I was just thinking about something..."
"What it is?"
"who's going to top and who's going to bottom?..." Pete's whole face had turned bright red and he didn't make eye contact with Patrick at all. Patrick looked away as if he was thinking.
"I want to bottom, you can top"
Pete didn't even get the chance to look up before Patrick had pushed him down and was kissing him all over...
The next morning Pete woke up to a face full of hair, his arm was stretched out across Patrick hugging him tightly. As Pete sat up, he looked looked at the forgotten about clothes on the floor. He then looked at Patrick, sleeping soundly, and all he could think about was what he had just done with his best friend...
