Alex's Pov
They has just finished showing me the new song. It was beautiful. I told them what I thought and they smiled and gave each other high fives. The only person who seemed a little disappointed was Pete. He hasn't really been happy since I had shown up either. He hadn't really acknowledged my existence since I'd been here. I was starting to get the feeling he didn't like me and I don't know why. I don't think I did anything wrong. I wonder what's going on. I wonder what has him so upset.
My thoughts are interrupted when Patrick comes up to me and grabs my hands.
"So practice is over," he said "you want to grab a bite to eat before we go home?"
"Yeah, that sounds great." I say to him "I'll meet you in the car."
"Alright, just don't take to long." he says winking at me. I was a little surprised that he didn't ask any questions, but he probably knew what I was going to do. He turned and left the room with Joe. It was only me and Pete in the room. I had no idea where Andy had disappeared to. I took a deep breath and walked up to Pete who had his back turned to me.
"Hey," I say laying my hand on his shoulder.
"What do you want?" he says bitterly.
"Are you okay? you seemed a bit down during practice."
What was I doing!? I mentally kick myself.
"Yeah, I'm fine," his tone is sharp. I take my hand from his shoulder and then he turns towards me "nothing you need to worry your pretty little head about." He gives a sarcastic smile and pats my head and walks towards the door.
"What did I do?" I ask him
He scoffs "what didn't you do?"
"Look I'm sorry for whatever I did that made you dislike me so much, but if you don't tell me what it is then I can't help fix anything."
He looks at me with sad eyes. "It's nothing you can help sweetheart." then he leaves. I'm left standing there in the middle of the room wondering what the hell just happened. All I wanted to do was help and all it seemed to do was make things worse.
I walk out to the car where Patrick was waiting for me. I slide into the passenger seat and Patrick starts to pull out of the parking lot.
"So what did you have to do?" he asks
"Nothing" I said. He detected the bitterness in my tone. He looks over at me with a worried expression on his face. I let my face fall into my hands so Patrick couldn't see the tears start to roll from my cheeks.
"What happened?"
I shake my head. "can we talk about it later?"
He's quiet for a moment then he says "yeah, sure" and he let's the subject drop.
I blink back tears and lift my head to stare out the window. I take a long, deep breath and let my mind soak in the beauty of the California sunset.
Pete's POV
I get home and kick the door shut behind me. I put the keys down on the counter and let my head fall into my hands.
How could I have been so naive to think that me and Patrick could ever be more than friends. I thought that after that day in the meadow.... ugh I don't even know. Maybe it was just wishful thinking. Maybe it was just me who felt this way. At one point Patrick might have considered it, but I guess I just took to long to tell him how I felt. I take my head out of my hands and cross my arms. I don't know what to do. Maybe I should just tell him and get it off my chest so that way he at least knows how I feel even if he doesn't feel the same way or maybe he's just waiting for me to say something... no never mind. That's just wishful thinking again. or is it? I guess I will never know unless I tell him.
Patrick's POV
I look over at her sleeping body. The slow rise and fall of her chest. The calm, peaceful expression on her face. I sigh, I need to tell her what happened in the meadow with Pete. If me and her are going to be serious then she needs to know.
I think about that day and wonder what had come over me. Did I do it because I was lonely or because I wanted to. What if I actually do have feelings for Pete? But, I couldn't. Could I?
