Full Of Love

Wait For It

yooo guess who's not dead? meee! coolio amirite? well anyway, here's this mess. i haven't been very inspired and/or motivated in like the longest time, but for some reason, i decided to be inspired in the middle of history class. so then became this. hope y'all enjoy! also, this was inspired by one of the oneshots from the lovely author (enter name here)! love their story so so much y'all should check it out! this particular oneshot was inspired by 'Cupid Hoseok' from their bts oneshot book. anyway, let's get on with the story (which was almost 2000 words without the author notes, go me)

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"Daydreaming again, were we?" A familiar voice shook me from my thoughts. I silently curse, Andy follows me everywhere. He kept trying to get me to confess to him. I mean, yeah, I was in love with Patrick. I had been forever, but I most certainly wasn't going to tell him that. Becuase then he would tell Joe, and Joe would tell Patrick. And there was no way I was letting that happen.

"No. I was contemplating the many ways I could get away with killing you. Icicle stabbing was winning. You might wanna steer clear of me this winter." I smirked, closing my laptop and turning to see him sitting on the desk beside mine.

"Shut it Hot Topic." He laughed, "And plus, I could outrun you any day. Now, we need to get down to business. Patrick is going to be in the auditorium after school practicing his song for the play. So I saw an opportunity for you. You can get pictures for the yearbook and listen to Patrick sing. Fun, right?"

"And why would I want to do that?" It's not like I've been fantasizing about his voice since I found out he could sing or anything...

Andy snorted and walked away, murmuring an 'ok then'.

{Patrick's POV}

"Sup short stack?" Andy waltzed into the auditorium right as I was setting up the sound system. The play was in two days and I wanted to practice my song as much as possible, I couldn't mess up. That would be torture.

"What do you think I'm doing? Hunting elephants?" I rolled my eyes, connecting my phone to the Bluetooth speakers (I wanted to practice with the words once before going into it).

"A wild Sasstrick appears." He looked toward the ceiling at the security camera like he was in The Office.

"Shut it shades. I'm trying to practice here, ok?" I sassed, pointing to the speakers and microphone on the stage.

"I know, I just wanted to let you know one of the yearbook members is coming by to get some in-practice shots of you. Don't freak out Trick, just imagine they're not there and get into your zone, then you'll be fine." He told me, walking down the aisle. When he reached the door, he yelled, "Oh yeah, and it's Pete!" And then left, leaving me alone in the auditorium with my eyes wide.

It's not that I hated Pete, in fact, it was the exact opposite. I loved him, I had for such a long time. That was the bad thing though, I loved him. We were best friends! I couldn't love him! My stupid heart just had to choose him out of all the guys in our entire school.

I was getting used to hiding my feels, even getting good at it. But then Pete came back after last summer. And he had gotten hot. Like, the hottest guy you could think of times 2. I don't know what happened, but it messed me up. I couldn't hide my feelings as well anymore, so it resulted in me hiding from him as much as I could, distancing myself, hoping it would go away. But he had started to notice. He kept asking me why I never hung with him anymore, and, obviously, I couldn't answer him. Which just made it worse. This crush needed to go away. And soon.

{Pete's POV}

It took me a while, but I finally decided to go and take some pictures of Pat. It was harmless, right? I hope.