Don't Pretend You Ever Forget About Me

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Patrick pov

"Hey Patrick have you ever thought of what gender your baby will be?"

I shrugged.

"I really don't care about that just as long as it's healthy."

Brendon and I were in the living room talking about the baby and random things until the pizza we ordered arrived, This was actually one of my first cravings so far. The door bell rang

Finally.

Brendon got up to go answer it. He came back and set the pizza on the coffee table.

"Pizza and a movie?" he asked.

I smiled "sure."

"Ok well I'm going to get us something to drink while you pick out a movie."

I nodded.

I got up and started going though all the movies we could watch Until I heard the door bell ring again. That's strange...I went toward the door and answered it, I regretted it after I saw who it was.

He pulled me out of the apartment dragging me out of the buliding.

"Pete let go..." I said, trying to pull away. Instead he griped my wrist even tighter. We kept walking until we reached a near by park. He let go of my wrist pushing me gently against a tree, leaning in closer our noses brushing against each other.

"You don't know how much I've missed you."

"Pete how...why did you bring me here?"

"We needed to talk" he says.

"We could of talked back there don't you think?"

He shook his head leaning in closer, I pushed him away. "No Pete, we have nothing else to talk about."

"Patrick listen to me, I've been living in hell ever since you left and, yes, maybe I deserved it, but I'm willing to do anything to fix it..." he said, connecting our lips.

I kissed him desperately needing he's touch. He wrapped my arms around my waist and I wrapped my around his neck.

Wait what I'm I doing. I pushed him away even harder.

"Don't pretend you don't want this Patrick."

"I'm not pretending, I want nothing to do with you anymore." I said.

"Then why did you kiss back?"

"I.." shit I don't know what to say.

"Admit Patrick you still love me just as much as I love you" He said, leaning in nipping at my neck.

"You still want me just as much as I do" he whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spin.

"Pete" I moaned.

"Just give in Patrick."

(Short chapter I know I'm planning on the next one to be even longer so till then..)

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