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Headlines of flash photography
How did Pete know where Patrick was?! Will Patrick come home?! Find out in this chapter!!!!
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Chapter 16- Headlines of flash photography
~Pete~
I stood up when Patrick came in and sat down my pumpkin square. I walked up to Patrick and I had my fists clenched. I saw him winch like he was gonna get hit, but was surprised when I put my arms around him.
I whispered in his ear. “I'm so glad that you're okay.”
Patrick still had his arms to his side and wasn't hugging back. I pulled away.
“What's wrong, Patrick?”
He looked down at the floor. “How did you find me? How did you know that I was gonna be here?”
“You better sit down, this story is kinda long.”
We sat down on the couch together and I launched into my story.
“I got home at about three yesterday and saw that your car was gone. I tried calling your cell phone, and it went straight to voice mail. I asked Natasha if she knew where you were at and she said that you were packing your bag for something.”
I took a deep breath, trying not to cry. “And so I checked your account and it showed that you bought a plane ticket. I didn't know where, but I was pretty sure that this was where you were gonna go. I know how much you love Chicago.”
Patrick nodded. “So, how did you know that I was gonna stop at my mom's house?”
“I just guessed.”
A small smile was on his face. “You know me too well. So, why do you care that I was gone? I thought you hated me.”
“I did, at first. But then when I found out you were gone, I was so scared. I didn't know whether you were dead or alive. And now I'm just happy that you're okay.”
“So, you understand that the kiss between me and Natasha was nothing, right?”
“Yeah, I understand now. Plus, I know that I can't live without you.”
I grinned. “And do you really think that you can take care of Madison by yourself?”
Patrick gasped. “Where is she?”
“She's in LA.”
“Natasha can't take care of her! She's injured!”
“Relax, I hired a babysitter. It'll cost a fortune, but at least she's safe.”
Patrick exhaled. “Okay, good. So, let's go home before we have to sell one of our legs on Ebay to cover the cost of the babysitter.”
While we were on the plane, we had a blanket over us. It was freezing and snow seemed to be getting worse. Me and Patrick were holding hands under the blanket.
The pilot came on the intercom. “Sorry folks, it looks like the weather isn't gonna be letting up anytime soon. We're gonna have to make a landing in the Los Vegas airport.”
The plane filled with the sound of groans, including mine. “Ugh, I just want to go home!”
Patrick squeezed my hand. “I know, me too.”
We landed about 20 minutes later and everyone filed out the door. Patrick and I were trying to flag down a cab and finally got one when Patrick pulled up a pant leg. We sat in the back together as we looked for a place to stay.
The best we could find at the moment was a motel, but I didn't care because I was freezing my ass off.
As we were about to go through the door of our motel room, I surprised Patrick by scooping him off his feet and I kissed him as I was carrying him in.
I threw him on the bed and started to peel off his jacket.
“Pete, I'm cold and you want to take my clothes off?”
I grinned. “We can make our own body heat.”
He bit his lip, which made him look even more sexier. “Okay, as long as I get warm.”
I kissed him so I could maybe warm him up a little more. His tongue entered my mouth and I soon felt his hardness against my leg.
I stopped and continued to undress him. I pulled the clothes off myself and went down to his large erection.
When he reached his orgasm, he eagerly pulled down my boxers and took me whole. I bit my lip when I could feel myself getting closer, but then couldn't control myself when I let loose. I let out what sounded like a scream and Patrick smiled when he was finished.
Afterwards, we layed in bed together, with me lying on his chest. “Patrick?”
“Yeah?”
I ran my finger up and down his chest. “Do you think that we'll ever get married?”
“It's illegal for us to get married.”
“Not in Canada.”
He put his arm around me. “I don't know, babe. It's just that if we planned a wedding, then the whole world will know. Then people will call us gay. And we might even lose some fans.”
“But aren't we gay?”
“No, I don't think I am. I like girls too much.”
I was confused. “Then why are you dating me?”
“Pete, you are the only guy I have ever been attracted to. Just because I like one guy, doesn't mean that I'm gay. Are you gay?”
I thought about it. “Well, no, I don't think so. The only guys I've been attracted to are you and Ryan. And Ryan's practically a girl anyway.”
Patrick laughed. “Okay, so we're both straight guys that like each other and that's it. So would you want others to call us gay?”
“Why care what they think? If we love each other, then I think we should be able to get married and not be scared to.”
He stroked my cheek with his thumb. “I don't know Pete, we'll see.”
And that's all he said before I heard the soft snoring coming from his beautiful lips.
It had been a couple days since we got home, and Patrick and I have been taking care of Natasha ever since we got home.
“Pete, Patrick?! Could you two come up here?!”
I groaned when I heard her shouting from her room. “I'm not going up there.”
Patrick sighed. “Pete, we have to or else she'll keep bugging us til we do.”
“Fine. You're coming with me.”
“Fine, she called both of us anyway.”
We dragged ourselves upstairs and entered Natasha's room. “What do you want now?”
“I need you guys to go to the store and pick up Cheetos, Dr. Pepper, and a People magazine.”
I pulled a face. “Ick, why do you read that shit? Most of it isn't true.”
“Yes it is. Now please go get it for me.”
“Whatever.”
So me and Patrick got in the car to get ungrateful Natasha her stuff.
“Okay, Pete, so we got the Cheetos and the Dr. Pepper. What's missing?”
“Uh....oh, the People magazine. I'll go get it.”
I walked over to the magazines and searched for a People magazine. I finally found the name peeking out and I grabbed it.
But when I looked at the cover, my heart stopped.
I ran to Patrick as fast as I could. When I got there, he already looked worried.
“What's wrong?”
All I could do was hold up the magazine with the picture of me and Patrick kissing on the cover.
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gasp! I hope you were paying attention because you should know how they got that picture. So don't ask me 'How did they get that picture?!' because it is in the text. :) But anywhoo, READ THE NEXT CHAPTER BECAUSE SOMETHING REALLY REALLY GOOD WILL HAPPEN!!!!
alex -nods- : Well, I hope I answered your question. :) Keep reading or I will hunt you down, hunt Pete, and kill him in front of you! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Okay, that sounded creepy. :) I won't do that, I swear. Keep reading.....please?
~Pete~
I stood up when Patrick came in and sat down my pumpkin square. I walked up to Patrick and I had my fists clenched. I saw him winch like he was gonna get hit, but was surprised when I put my arms around him.
I whispered in his ear. “I'm so glad that you're okay.”
Patrick still had his arms to his side and wasn't hugging back. I pulled away.
“What's wrong, Patrick?”
He looked down at the floor. “How did you find me? How did you know that I was gonna be here?”
“You better sit down, this story is kinda long.”
We sat down on the couch together and I launched into my story.
“I got home at about three yesterday and saw that your car was gone. I tried calling your cell phone, and it went straight to voice mail. I asked Natasha if she knew where you were at and she said that you were packing your bag for something.”
I took a deep breath, trying not to cry. “And so I checked your account and it showed that you bought a plane ticket. I didn't know where, but I was pretty sure that this was where you were gonna go. I know how much you love Chicago.”
Patrick nodded. “So, how did you know that I was gonna stop at my mom's house?”
“I just guessed.”
A small smile was on his face. “You know me too well. So, why do you care that I was gone? I thought you hated me.”
“I did, at first. But then when I found out you were gone, I was so scared. I didn't know whether you were dead or alive. And now I'm just happy that you're okay.”
“So, you understand that the kiss between me and Natasha was nothing, right?”
“Yeah, I understand now. Plus, I know that I can't live without you.”
I grinned. “And do you really think that you can take care of Madison by yourself?”
Patrick gasped. “Where is she?”
“She's in LA.”
“Natasha can't take care of her! She's injured!”
“Relax, I hired a babysitter. It'll cost a fortune, but at least she's safe.”
Patrick exhaled. “Okay, good. So, let's go home before we have to sell one of our legs on Ebay to cover the cost of the babysitter.”
While we were on the plane, we had a blanket over us. It was freezing and snow seemed to be getting worse. Me and Patrick were holding hands under the blanket.
The pilot came on the intercom. “Sorry folks, it looks like the weather isn't gonna be letting up anytime soon. We're gonna have to make a landing in the Los Vegas airport.”
The plane filled with the sound of groans, including mine. “Ugh, I just want to go home!”
Patrick squeezed my hand. “I know, me too.”
We landed about 20 minutes later and everyone filed out the door. Patrick and I were trying to flag down a cab and finally got one when Patrick pulled up a pant leg. We sat in the back together as we looked for a place to stay.
The best we could find at the moment was a motel, but I didn't care because I was freezing my ass off.
As we were about to go through the door of our motel room, I surprised Patrick by scooping him off his feet and I kissed him as I was carrying him in.
I threw him on the bed and started to peel off his jacket.
“Pete, I'm cold and you want to take my clothes off?”
I grinned. “We can make our own body heat.”
He bit his lip, which made him look even more sexier. “Okay, as long as I get warm.”
I kissed him so I could maybe warm him up a little more. His tongue entered my mouth and I soon felt his hardness against my leg.
I stopped and continued to undress him. I pulled the clothes off myself and went down to his large erection.
When he reached his orgasm, he eagerly pulled down my boxers and took me whole. I bit my lip when I could feel myself getting closer, but then couldn't control myself when I let loose. I let out what sounded like a scream and Patrick smiled when he was finished.
Afterwards, we layed in bed together, with me lying on his chest. “Patrick?”
“Yeah?”
I ran my finger up and down his chest. “Do you think that we'll ever get married?”
“It's illegal for us to get married.”
“Not in Canada.”
He put his arm around me. “I don't know, babe. It's just that if we planned a wedding, then the whole world will know. Then people will call us gay. And we might even lose some fans.”
“But aren't we gay?”
“No, I don't think I am. I like girls too much.”
I was confused. “Then why are you dating me?”
“Pete, you are the only guy I have ever been attracted to. Just because I like one guy, doesn't mean that I'm gay. Are you gay?”
I thought about it. “Well, no, I don't think so. The only guys I've been attracted to are you and Ryan. And Ryan's practically a girl anyway.”
Patrick laughed. “Okay, so we're both straight guys that like each other and that's it. So would you want others to call us gay?”
“Why care what they think? If we love each other, then I think we should be able to get married and not be scared to.”
He stroked my cheek with his thumb. “I don't know Pete, we'll see.”
And that's all he said before I heard the soft snoring coming from his beautiful lips.
It had been a couple days since we got home, and Patrick and I have been taking care of Natasha ever since we got home.
“Pete, Patrick?! Could you two come up here?!”
I groaned when I heard her shouting from her room. “I'm not going up there.”
Patrick sighed. “Pete, we have to or else she'll keep bugging us til we do.”
“Fine. You're coming with me.”
“Fine, she called both of us anyway.”
We dragged ourselves upstairs and entered Natasha's room. “What do you want now?”
“I need you guys to go to the store and pick up Cheetos, Dr. Pepper, and a People magazine.”
I pulled a face. “Ick, why do you read that shit? Most of it isn't true.”
“Yes it is. Now please go get it for me.”
“Whatever.”
So me and Patrick got in the car to get ungrateful Natasha her stuff.
“Okay, Pete, so we got the Cheetos and the Dr. Pepper. What's missing?”
“Uh....oh, the People magazine. I'll go get it.”
I walked over to the magazines and searched for a People magazine. I finally found the name peeking out and I grabbed it.
But when I looked at the cover, my heart stopped.
I ran to Patrick as fast as I could. When I got there, he already looked worried.
“What's wrong?”
All I could do was hold up the magazine with the picture of me and Patrick kissing on the cover.
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gasp! I hope you were paying attention because you should know how they got that picture. So don't ask me 'How did they get that picture?!' because it is in the text. :) But anywhoo, READ THE NEXT CHAPTER BECAUSE SOMETHING REALLY REALLY GOOD WILL HAPPEN!!!!
alex -nods- : Well, I hope I answered your question. :) Keep reading or I will hunt you down, hunt Pete, and kill him in front of you! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Okay, that sounded creepy. :) I won't do that, I swear. Keep reading.....please?
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