Pete's P.O.V.
I looked into Y/N's eyes in such a way that fired up a sudden need and want to have her as close as I could.
Y/N blinked. "You're looking at me differently."
"Oh, am I?"
She scoffed a laugh. "Duh."
"Don't mind me. I'm just trying to work my way through your head."
A sly, mischievous smile crept its way sexily on her lips.
I inhaled the late night air.
Y/N gathered her things and stood up to leave. "Good night, Pete."
"Wait." I blurted out.
"Hmm?"
I opened my mouth and tried to speak words, but there were a lot of things that I wanted to tell her that my mouth don't know what to do anymore.
I stood up, walked to her, holding her gaze with mine as intensely as I could.
Y/N softly gasped as I reached to cup the side of her face, smiling warmly at her, and finally putting my lips on where it perfectly belongs: on her lips.
It was such a slow, sensual kiss that it stirred up some emotions that I've been keeping myself to feel especially towards Y/N, because she obviously doesn't have the eyes nor the heart for me. If anything, it's only her libido that's making her response to my kiss and I'm okay with that. I want to believe that even just tonight, she actually likes me as much as she likes Patrick.
A soft sigh tumbled out of her lips as we broke apart to catch some air. "Pete." She sighed.
I love how she's affecting me. "Just tonight, Y/N. Just tonight." I pleaded.
"You're not that bad." Y/N joked, softly chuckling.
"I can be anything you want." I joked back.
"Just be Pete, please."
"Be mine, Y/N." I begged, softly kissing her once again.
Y/N cupped the side of my face, her eyes now apologetic. "I love being friends with you, Pete, and that's the farthest that I can go with you."
I bit my lip and the stinging rejection in my chest. "But there's nothing wrong if I like kissing you and keeping you close, right?"
A beautiful melody of her soft laughter filled my ears. "You were a notorious make-out king when we were younger." She raised a brow.
"Mmkay, so?" I jokingly sassed.
"I wouldn't mind staying the night, but I'm not gonna pretend with you. Let's just be comfortable with each other, 'kay?"
A grin spread across my lips as I felt my cheeks warm up.
"You're flushing." Y/N remarked, then leaned in to drop a gentle kiss on my cheek.
Ugh. What a fucking cloud nine.
