Peterick High School AU


6. No Good With Words

(A/N: I'm sorry this chapter is shorter than normal :( I'll do better next time, I just wanted to update)

After we walked through the door Pete went to his room beckoning me to follow him as his mom went to the kitchen to make dinner. He sat down on his bed and patted the spot next to him.

"So," He started, breaking the silence, "Patrick, you don't seem like the partying type. What were you doing there?" I looked down at my lap, smirking as I saw I still had on my costume.

"I- uh was going for my uh- friend." I glanced back at him and he nodded. "What about you? What were you doing there?"

"I just wanted to get out of the house, to be honest." He laughed and looked at his closed door. "My mom drives me insane sometimes, y'know?" I nodded.

We sat in silence a few more minutes before I finally spoke. "You didn't wear a costume?"

He laughed, "I'm wearing the best costume ever! What do you mean?"

I blushed in embarrassment, "Oh- I- who-?"

"I'm joking," He laughed poking my cheek. "I didn't want to wear one." He straightened out and lay down on the bed completely, resting his head on his pillow. He closed his eyes and let out a long breath with a small groan.

It sounds creepy, but I couldn't help but stare at him. He was beautiful. "Pete?" I whispered and he slowly opened his eyes, turning his head towards me.

"Boys!" Pete's mom's voice rang through the house and I sighed. "Dinner!"

"Never mind." He furrowed his eyebrows at me and we quickly left the room.

I stayed the night and was back home by Saturday afternoon. Once I got there, I checked in with my mom and then headed to Karolin and Katherine's.

I knocked on the door and a grumpy Karolin opened the door, grabbing my fist to stop my knocking. She scowled at me and I yanked my hand away. "Someone has an attitude." I joked and she rolled her eyes.

"Shut up, dick." She turned away and walked into the kitchen, leaving me to close the door behind her.

I sat down at the table and raised an eyebrow at her as she made coffee. "Whats wrong?"

"Had a rough night is all." She shrugged.

"You met a guy, didn't you?" I sighed, placing my hands on the table.

"You could say that," She replied with a smirk while grabbing the creamer and sitting it next to the machine along with the sugar.

"Oh," I cooed, "did you get it on?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows.

"Maybe, maybe not," She smirked at me and then nodded towards the coffee machine, "Want some when it's done?"

I nodded, "What's his name?"

"Have you talked to Kat?" She ignored my question.

"No, I thought she was with you." She gave me a weird look.

"Oh wow, I, uh, I thought she was with you."

"You thought she went to jail with me?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"You went to jail? Holy shit, Patrick. What actually happened last night?" She asked with wide eyes.

I almost explained but stopped. I can't tell her, Kat doesn't want anyone to know. "I, uh, got into a fight." I laughed nervously.

"That explains the black eye, but why?" She asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

"He, um, he touched me and I didn't like it." I turned away from her, I mean it's not a lie. He did touch me, he kissed me actually.

"Oh, Patrick," She cooed, walking to where she could face me and slid her hands under my jaw. She tilted my head up and made my look into her eyes, "it wasn't in a bad way, was it?"

I shifted my gaze from her, it was really uncomfortable to talk about. "Uh, kinda," I shrugged, "I mean he pushed himself onto me and kissed me. Something worse would've happened if Pete hadn't stepped in." I admitted and her eyes went wide, her hands shifting from my face.

"Pete?" She asked confused, "Wentz? As in the guy you're madly in love with?"

"Don't say it like that," I groaned looking down at the floor, hating the feeling of my cheeks burning.

"Then how would you say it?" She laughed.

"I don't know, you know I'm no good with words." I sighed as she poured me a cup of coffee.


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I closed my laptop and laid on my bed. Maybe later I can text Brendon and see if we can go out to the movies or something.

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