A/N dudes, I am very sorry I thought no one was reading this so I kinda neglected writing it, now I know at least one person is reading it I shall update.
I'm also sorry this chapter is shorter than Frank Iero but needed to get back into the swing of things.
THANK YOU ALL BEAUTIFUL HUMANS
xoxo
-P
PATRICK’S POV
Pete left after I finished singing in the shower. Thankfully, I don’t know how much more I could take. I either needed to jack off or take a cold shower. I opted for the cold shower, less obvious I guess I’m noisy. I shivered as the cold water ran over my body. Upon leaving the shower I realised I wasn’t tired anymore so I wrapped a towel around my waist and decided to go to Pete’s kitchen looking for some cereal because late night cereal is the best. I figured Pete was sleeping so didn’t bother throwing on any pants or a shirt. His apartment seemed so empty, almost as if no one lived here, yeah there was food but not really any essentials; no cereal just bread. “Fuck, where’s the toaster” I muttered to myself.
“yeah, long story short my friend Mikey kind of put a fork in my toaster” shit Pete’s voice scared me I jumped on the spot throwing the bread on the ground as I reached for the now slipping towel.
“Shit, I erm mean oh fuck I’m not dressed, I-I just figured, well that you were urm-“
“Asleep?” he almost questioned
“Yeah” I averted my eyes suddenly becoming aware I was naked in a teacher house with only a small towel wrapped against my waist and I suddenly felt very self-conscious. Pete took a step forward and almost whispered “you should have more clothes on, no one ever taught you it’s wrong to walk around naked, you should a least have some boxers on.” He ran his hand up my arm and smirked seductively.
Shit a teacher shouldn’t be making me hard but I was aware that I had an extremely obvious erection. “I-I –I ‘m sorry.” I took a step back and tried to walk away. I just wanted to get out of here probably go home die of embarrassment
“Hey, where do you think you’re going” there was that wink again. “Come here” he spoke in an almost authoritative tone, “you’re not going anywhere” suddenly his arms wrapped around my waist and he muttered in my ear “Patrick stump practically naked in my kitchen, clearly I’m dreaming.” his lips touched my neck and that’s when I freaked “PETE, no Mr Wentz. What are you doing? I’m your student, you could get arrested. You aren’t dreaming this is real, I’m sorry I should just leave.”
“You can’t say you don’t want this ‘Trick, you are hard as fuck” he spat before walking to his bedroom.
Shit Pete Wentz, just tried it on with me and I rejected him. The teacher I’ve practically been in love with my entire life. Fuck.
