Better than me.[bowers gang]

Chapter eight: meet me in detention

•WARNING: VULGAR LANGUAGE•

The rest of the afternoon was uneventful and played out as usual. Fast forward to the next day, period 7, science class. Patrick has his head in one of his hands as he stared down at the desk. He began to tap his foot out of boredom. Henry was seated next to Patrick at the joined table, he couldn't help but glance at his best friend some more. Henry let his boredom take over and began to mess with Patrick, he kicked his foot from underneath the desk and looked forward as if he did nothing. Patrick rolled his eyes and ignored his silly attempt. Henry didn't get the reaction he wanted, so he continued. He elbowed his friend in the ribs and couldn't help but laugh a bit. "stop it." Patrick shot an angry look at him. Henry ignored the message and continued to look forward. Henry slowly stood up and made it seem like he was simply just going to exit the room but that wasn't his plan. He grabbed the back of Patrick's chair and yanked it out from underneath him. Patrick glared up at Henry, you could tell that was all he was gonna take. Henry began laughing and so did others in the class. Without saying a word, Patrick pulled himself off of the floor and threw a punch at Henry. "Quit being a dickhead!" He shouted at him. "HEY! WHAT THE FUCK MAN??" Henry yelled as he dodged it. The teacher now tuned in to what was going on. he coughed loudly to gain the attention of Henry and Patrick. "Mr. Hockstetter, detention. I'm writing you a slip for after school." "Oh fuck off! Come on!! Henry was being the idiot!." Patrick snapped back as he gave a shocked but angry look towards the teacher. "enough! don't use language like that in my classroom. Henry's going too. Don't worry." He gave a fake smile that soon dropped. He grabbed his detention slip cards and wrote up both of the boys. He walked towards their desk and slammed down the pink slips. "If you ditch again, it'll be three months worth of it." The teacher made his way back to his desk and sat down angrily. "Oh you dumb bitch." Patrick whispered as he turned to Henry. "You got us both in trouble now." "it's your fault for not taking a stupid joke." Henry hissed. "just shut up. Now we've got.. what?? Like four hours of detention.??" Patrick mumbled as he looked at the pink slip. "yeah. Four fucking hours. Because you couldn't leave me alone for once." He added. "You're on a fine line, Bowers." And with that, the bell rung. Patrick grabbed his things and left the room quickly. Henry decided to leave him alone now. He was in a pissy mood now since he had detention.

The end of the day rolls around and victor goes to greet patrick by his locker. "Hey man! You gonna meet us outside or no?" Victor said. "I can't vic. Henry got us both detention. There won't be any hang out session today, sadly." Patrick groaned as he slowly shut his locker. "damn. That sucks. What did he do to get BOTH of you detention??" Asked Victor. Patrick sighed and then looked at victor. "He was being a dickhead in class and pulled my chair out from under me. So I got mad and tried picking a fight. It's his fault though." He said as he looked at the clock. "Oh shit, gotta go. I don't feel like getting three months of it. See ya around." The two parted ways. Patrick dragged himself to the assigned detention classroom and walked in. He sluggishly walked to the back of the classroom and set down his backpack. He sunk back into his chair as he messed with the stacked bracelets on his wrist. A few of them he stole from Henry and a few others they had traded years ago. Just as Patrick began to think about Henry, he came fumbling into the room at the last minute. A teacher was still no where to be found yet. Henry rushed to the back of the classroom and sat down next to Patrick. Patrick had been ignoring Henry ever since they got the pink slips in science class. But that didn't stop Henry from talking. "Are you just gonna ignore me all day?? Hellooo??" Henry slurred as he snapped his fingers in front of Patrick's face. "Can you shut up??" Patrick growled, his tone sharp. "I know you can't ignore me all day, you love me too much for that." A grin formed across Henry's face. "in your dreams, fucktard." Patrick mumbled back. "Ugh whatever. You're lame anyways." Henry sighed. A few minutes go by and a substitute teacher came in to watch the detention attendants, which just so happened to only be Patrick and Henry. About half and hour goes by and the teacher jumps up after seemingly remembering something. "Oh! I'll be right back, don't do anything bad or I'll write you up for more." Her tone wasn't harsh but rather sweet. She grabbed her small bag and made her way out, shutting the door behind her. She locked it from the outside. "Did she just fuckin lock it??" Henry questioned. "Mhm." Patrick replied blankly. "Well it's just us now so let's do something." Henry added. Patrick sighed and got up from his seat, he pushed himself up onto a desk and sat down on it. "There's nothin to do man." He shrugged. "Well.. there is.. one thing. But you're too much of a pussy for that." A smirk now formed on his face. "hm? What is it?? I'm not a pussy! Try me." Henry sat up straight to try and make himself seem more bold. "nah. You're too much of a coward. I know you are." Patrick was trying to mess with him. "Just do it then. Don't tell me. If you're so bold yourself then do it." Henry didn't realize he may have just started something. Patrick hopped off of the desk and stood in front of Henry. "Stand up." Patrick ushered. "..okay.." Henry replied as he slowly stood up. "You sure you wanna commit to it?" Patrick asked him one last time. "Mhm." Henry replied again. Patrick looked around a few seconds and then decided to say fuck it and just do it. They were alone. Patrick pulled Henry closer, his hands onto his waist. Henry looked up at Patrick with a frozen look. "what was happening." Henry thought to himself. Before he knew it, his best friend had begun to kiss him. To Henry's own surprise, he decided to kiss back. But it didn't end there.., the kiss only got rougher, soon turning into something much more than what it started as. Henry liked it. He liked this. This whole thing. It held out for a few more seconds before the two let go and stared at each other. Patrick had the same shocked expression Henry did, They both had that same look of shock and surprise. "d..did we just..-" Henry started. "yeah we did." Patrick said quickly before Henry could finish. Their eyes were locked on each other. "I...I liked it. Fuck.. I liked it!" Henry exclaimed nervously. "Why did I do.. do that??" Patrick asked himself. "Jesus Christ.. Henry I.." Patrick was stopped mid sentence as the door began unlocking. "Shit!" Henry blurted out. "Just sit down and act normal! don't be stupid!" Patrick said quickly as he rushed to his seat. Henry quickly sat down and stared the floor. The two were silent as the teacher made her way back into the room. "Hey boys, you're time for detention is up, you can go." She gave them both a small smile. Henry was the first to rush out of there. He was gone within 10 seconds. His face was bright red as he rushed to his locker, his hands shook a bit as he put in his combo. Patrick left a minute later after throwing a hand up as a goodbye to the substitute and walking out with his bag over his shoulder. He quickly walked past Henry and was making his way to the door. Henry grabbed his stuff and shoved it into his bag, running after Patrick to catch up. "We don't.. talk about this.. okay??" He said shakily, swallowing the lump in his throat. "I won't tell a soul, if I do.. you can kill me." He added on after pausing. "If anyone in Derry finds out that we, the quote on quote scariest people in town, made out, we're so dead." Henry stayed silent for a moment after Patrick spoke. "Wh..What if someone finds out..?" He said in a panic. "Don't worry about it.. I'll say I was kissing another boy. I'll cover for you. If I get sent to mental hospital for it, so be it. I'll make sure nothing happens to you Bowers." Patrick said as he elbowed Henry's shoulder a bit. "people would hurt you man.. like.. really bad. You'd get beat bloody for that.. why do you wanna cover for a jerk like me??" He asked him in a mumble. "Because.. well I can explain that later." Patrick sighed as he pushed open the door and walked out, Henry followed behind. "Want me to walk you home?" Patrick asked Henry. "You don't have to but if.. if you feel like it.. sure." He replied quietly. "I've got time, might as well, you know?" Patrick laughed a bit. Henry laughed a bit too. Maybe things would end up being okay..