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It's a strange way of say that I know I'm supposed to love you
What will Pete do about the guilt he has?! Will Patrick ever find out what happened between Pete and Brendon?! Find out in this chapter!
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Chapter 31- It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you.
~Patrick~
I watched Pete sleep for awhile when I woke up. He came in a little late last night, but I just assumed that he was catching up with Brendon.
I kissed his temple but he didn't wake up. I smiled. 'He must be tired.' I thought to myself.
When I kissed his eyelids, they fluttered open.
“Hey, Pete.”
He rubbed his eyes. “Good morning, Patrick.”
I took a piece of his hair and twirled it between my fingers. “Would you like to come take a shower with me?”
He grinned at me. “Why do you even bother asking?”
He hopped out of bed and I followed him into the bathroom. I turned on the water and made sure the temperature was nice and warm. Pete watched me as I got undressed. I looked up at him.
“What?”
He smiled. “Nothing, I was just thinking about how sexy you are.”
Soon, his clothes were on the floor and he got in the shower with me. The warm water pulsed against my skin, removing the aches from moving Ryan's stuff.
Pete massaged my back after squirting liquid soap onto the palm of his hand. I sighed as he made deep circles with his thumbs. He sucked on the soft spot on my neck and my knees buckled.
He laughed and put some more soap on his hand. “That was always your weak spot.”
I turned to face him and I kissed his soft lips. They were cold compared to the warm water splashing on my back.
I grabbed shampoo and put some in my hand. He did the same so we could massage it into each other's hair. We continued to kiss as we did this and I could feel myself harden.
He pushed me away.
I gave him a weird look. “What? We didn't do it last night, so I was trying to make up for it.”
He shook his head. “Just- Just not right now, okay?”
“Uh, okay, fine. We can do it later, I guess.”
I tried to calm down my throbbing dick by turning the water to cold. Once I did, it immediately shrunk down to normal size.
Pete yelled for me to turn the water back to normal temperature so I did. I rinsed the shampoo out of my hair and got out.
He followed me once he got the shampoo out of his hair.
“Hey, Trick, I'm sorry. I'm just kind of out of wack since the guys moved in.” He said, resting his hand on my shoulder.
I took his other hand in between both of mine. “Yeah, I understand.”
I gave him a stern look. “But don't think you're gonna get away with it tonight!”
He laughed and grabbed me a towel to wrap around myself. He got himself one too and we stepped outside of the bathroom. Jon and Ryan were standing outside, Jon looking squirmy, Ryan looking pissed.
Jon ran into the bathroom as quickly as he could and we could soon here the sound of him peeing. Ryan wrinkled up his nose, then turned his attention towards us.
“It's about time you got out of there! Now the steam is going to ruin my hair and make up!” Ryan said, hands on his hips.
I pulled my towel around me tightly. “You know, there are two other bathrooms in this house.”
“One of them, Brendon is in, and the other one.....let's just say Spencer came out of that one.”
Pete held up his hand. “'Nuff said.”
Jon walked out of the bathroom with a look of relief on his face. Ryan pushed his way between us to get to the bathroom. He left it open as he turned on his flat iron.
“Aren't you gonna shut the door?”
He shook his head. “Uh, no. I'm trying to get the steam out.”
He took out the expensive eyeliner and began to draw on his face. He turned to us and smiled.
“See, perfect quality.”
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.”
Pete kissed my cheek. “Here, I'll make breakfast today. So I can make it up you.”
When I smiled at him he kissed me again.
“Great, I'll go start on the pancakes.”
On the way back to my room to get dressed, I saw Pete's underwear on the floor of the hallway. I picked them up and threw them in the dirty laundry. I figured he was just in a hurry and he dropped them.
After I got dressed, I walked downstairs to watch some TV. I plopped down on the couch and I felt something lumpy. I reached in between the cousins and found someones pants. They were Brendon's. I thought back to Pete's underwear on the floor.
When I walked into the kitchen, Pete smiled. I didn't and held up Brendon's pants.
“Why are Brendon's jeans in the couch?”
He shrugged. “I don't know, maybe he slept there for a little bit.”
“Uh huh, so why did I find your boxers on the floor in the hallway?”
Pete froze and I knew I got him.
He sighed. “Patrick, I can explain.”
I held up my hand. “Save it, I don't wanna hear it. I'm going out.”
He rushed after me as I headed towards the door. “Where are you going?”
I took my coat off the rack and put it on.
“I don't know.”
I went outside and the freezing cold air hit my face. My car was covered in ice, so I started it up and began to scrape the ice off the windshield.
As soon as I got enough off so I could see, I got into my warm car and started driving. I didn't know where I was going. All I knew was that I needed to get away.
I spent most of my time in the car, driving around LA. I occasionally stopped and ate (like I once went to In N' Out Burger). It was kind of nice, actually. Finally being alone with my thoughts.
I cranked up my Prince CD and sang along with it. Then I thought about how Pete told me that I could sing just like him if I tried. I knew he was lying, but it was very sweet of him. I turned it off.
The silence became too much to bear after an hour more of driving. At 8:00, I finally pulled over to a bar.
When I swung the doors open, a wave of loudness hit me. I saw the bar area and immediately sat down. The waiter came up to me and I ordered a beer.
As I was sipping my beer, I looked around at all the people. Basically studying them. Unfortunately, it must have been couple's night because everyone had someone with them. A young couple about a few years younger than me kissed right in front of me.
Instead of sipping my beer, I began to chug it. I finished it off and ordered a second. I looked at the bottle and said quietly to myself, “This will ease the pain.” And took a sip.
After five beers, things were fuzzy. A girl that was younger than me saw me and pulled on my hand. I figured it was a fan.
I pulled out a pen and started doodling what was supposed to be my signature on her hand.
“Here, is the best signature you will ever have. Make sure to sell your arm on Ebay, okay?”
She pulled me to my feet and started pulling me towards the exit. I followed her, wondering where she was gonna take me.
I felt her reach into my pants and I smirked.
“Hey, what are you tryin' to dig for?”
She pulled out my keys and jingled them in front of my face. We walked towards my car and she sat me in the passenger seat.
“Little lady, this is my car, okay? I'm the only one that gets to drive it.”
The girl ignored me and got into the drivers seat. She started up the car and we started moving. I noticed after a couple miles that we were going to my place.
I put my hand on her shoulder. “No, can we please go somewhere else? My boyfriend, Pete....big cheater. I don't wanna go back yet.”
She nodded and she turned around. The car stopped in front of a motel. We walked up to the front desk and the girl said, “Can we have a room with two beds?”
The man behind the counter shook his head. “Sorry, all we have is one queen. Will that work?”
I saw her hesitate, but she nodded. “That will be fine, sir.”
He handed her a key and she pulled my hand. I followed her, thinking that she obviously knew what she was doing.
We stopped in front of a door and she fumbled with the keys. After a minute, she pushed the door open and walked inside. I walked in as well and saw a basic motel room. Bed, TV, small bathroom to the side. Nothing special.
I flopped on the bed. I looked up at the girl and saw how beautiful she was.
I patted the bed. “Come and sit down. You've went to all this trouble to take care of me, now you can relax.”
She sat down next to me. That's when I grabbed her by the waist and kissed her.
She tried to pull away at first, but then she gave into it.
Her top soon came off and my fingers worked on the hooks of her bra. She had her hands on my back inside my shirt, but then after I unhooked her bra, I moved them them to my hard area.
She massaged it through the fabric, and it hardened even more. I felt her unbutton my jeans and started to slide them off. I massaged her breasts in my hands, then went down and kissed each one.
My boxers soon ended up on the floor along with her underwear too.
I rubbed the head of my cock against her pussy, lubricating it. Before I had the chance to insert myself, she stopped me.
“Patrick, this is my first time. I'm only fifteen, so I guess that's normal. But I really want this to be right.”
I smiled and kissed her youthful breasts.
“Don't worry, I'll be gentle and I'll make sure that you enjoy this too.”
I soon pushed my cock inside her slowly, letting her adjust to my size. She sucked her breath in, but then soon relax as I started to ride her.
My breath started to become more shallow as I pressed harder against her body.
“Oh, Patrick.” She sighed into my neck.
I went faster and rougher than I probably should have. I was close to coming and I could tell that she was too. I pushed harder and moved a little faster. She soon let out what sounded almost like a scream.
“Patrick!”
I groaned in response as I shot my load into her.
We held each other afterwards, panting heavily. She put her head on my chest and she soon was asleep.
I woke up the next morning with a screaming headache and I wasn't sure of where I was at. I looked around the room.
“Oh, yeah. I slept with that girl.” I muttered silently.
She was laying next to me, with her bare back turned towards me. Her chest was still rising up and down, so I knew that she was asleep.
I got out of bed and made some of the coffee that they had next to the coffee maker. I heard her stir in the bed and I turned around.
“Hey, do you want some coffee?”
She lifted her head up and I nearly dropped the pot.
“Natasha? Aren't you supposed to be at school?”
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OMG! He slept with fifteen year old Natasha! Hopefully no one else finds out about this! Hehe, find out what Pete's reaction is to this in the......NEXT CHAPTER!!! Sorry this was so late, but last night I had a tragety happen.....my facebook account got disabled. :'O I know, shocking. For messaging too much! Who messages too much?! Ugh, I had to create a brand new one and I'm currently trying to get my friends back. Very stressfull, but won't affect the story any!
Sasuke_Gaara_Edward -Hehe, that was my favorite sex scene in the book so far! And who doesn't love Brendon?!
~Patrick~
I watched Pete sleep for awhile when I woke up. He came in a little late last night, but I just assumed that he was catching up with Brendon.
I kissed his temple but he didn't wake up. I smiled. 'He must be tired.' I thought to myself.
When I kissed his eyelids, they fluttered open.
“Hey, Pete.”
He rubbed his eyes. “Good morning, Patrick.”
I took a piece of his hair and twirled it between my fingers. “Would you like to come take a shower with me?”
He grinned at me. “Why do you even bother asking?”
He hopped out of bed and I followed him into the bathroom. I turned on the water and made sure the temperature was nice and warm. Pete watched me as I got undressed. I looked up at him.
“What?”
He smiled. “Nothing, I was just thinking about how sexy you are.”
Soon, his clothes were on the floor and he got in the shower with me. The warm water pulsed against my skin, removing the aches from moving Ryan's stuff.
Pete massaged my back after squirting liquid soap onto the palm of his hand. I sighed as he made deep circles with his thumbs. He sucked on the soft spot on my neck and my knees buckled.
He laughed and put some more soap on his hand. “That was always your weak spot.”
I turned to face him and I kissed his soft lips. They were cold compared to the warm water splashing on my back.
I grabbed shampoo and put some in my hand. He did the same so we could massage it into each other's hair. We continued to kiss as we did this and I could feel myself harden.
He pushed me away.
I gave him a weird look. “What? We didn't do it last night, so I was trying to make up for it.”
He shook his head. “Just- Just not right now, okay?”
“Uh, okay, fine. We can do it later, I guess.”
I tried to calm down my throbbing dick by turning the water to cold. Once I did, it immediately shrunk down to normal size.
Pete yelled for me to turn the water back to normal temperature so I did. I rinsed the shampoo out of my hair and got out.
He followed me once he got the shampoo out of his hair.
“Hey, Trick, I'm sorry. I'm just kind of out of wack since the guys moved in.” He said, resting his hand on my shoulder.
I took his other hand in between both of mine. “Yeah, I understand.”
I gave him a stern look. “But don't think you're gonna get away with it tonight!”
He laughed and grabbed me a towel to wrap around myself. He got himself one too and we stepped outside of the bathroom. Jon and Ryan were standing outside, Jon looking squirmy, Ryan looking pissed.
Jon ran into the bathroom as quickly as he could and we could soon here the sound of him peeing. Ryan wrinkled up his nose, then turned his attention towards us.
“It's about time you got out of there! Now the steam is going to ruin my hair and make up!” Ryan said, hands on his hips.
I pulled my towel around me tightly. “You know, there are two other bathrooms in this house.”
“One of them, Brendon is in, and the other one.....let's just say Spencer came out of that one.”
Pete held up his hand. “'Nuff said.”
Jon walked out of the bathroom with a look of relief on his face. Ryan pushed his way between us to get to the bathroom. He left it open as he turned on his flat iron.
“Aren't you gonna shut the door?”
He shook his head. “Uh, no. I'm trying to get the steam out.”
He took out the expensive eyeliner and began to draw on his face. He turned to us and smiled.
“See, perfect quality.”
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.”
Pete kissed my cheek. “Here, I'll make breakfast today. So I can make it up you.”
When I smiled at him he kissed me again.
“Great, I'll go start on the pancakes.”
On the way back to my room to get dressed, I saw Pete's underwear on the floor of the hallway. I picked them up and threw them in the dirty laundry. I figured he was just in a hurry and he dropped them.
After I got dressed, I walked downstairs to watch some TV. I plopped down on the couch and I felt something lumpy. I reached in between the cousins and found someones pants. They were Brendon's. I thought back to Pete's underwear on the floor.
When I walked into the kitchen, Pete smiled. I didn't and held up Brendon's pants.
“Why are Brendon's jeans in the couch?”
He shrugged. “I don't know, maybe he slept there for a little bit.”
“Uh huh, so why did I find your boxers on the floor in the hallway?”
Pete froze and I knew I got him.
He sighed. “Patrick, I can explain.”
I held up my hand. “Save it, I don't wanna hear it. I'm going out.”
He rushed after me as I headed towards the door. “Where are you going?”
I took my coat off the rack and put it on.
“I don't know.”
I went outside and the freezing cold air hit my face. My car was covered in ice, so I started it up and began to scrape the ice off the windshield.
As soon as I got enough off so I could see, I got into my warm car and started driving. I didn't know where I was going. All I knew was that I needed to get away.
I spent most of my time in the car, driving around LA. I occasionally stopped and ate (like I once went to In N' Out Burger). It was kind of nice, actually. Finally being alone with my thoughts.
I cranked up my Prince CD and sang along with it. Then I thought about how Pete told me that I could sing just like him if I tried. I knew he was lying, but it was very sweet of him. I turned it off.
The silence became too much to bear after an hour more of driving. At 8:00, I finally pulled over to a bar.
When I swung the doors open, a wave of loudness hit me. I saw the bar area and immediately sat down. The waiter came up to me and I ordered a beer.
As I was sipping my beer, I looked around at all the people. Basically studying them. Unfortunately, it must have been couple's night because everyone had someone with them. A young couple about a few years younger than me kissed right in front of me.
Instead of sipping my beer, I began to chug it. I finished it off and ordered a second. I looked at the bottle and said quietly to myself, “This will ease the pain.” And took a sip.
After five beers, things were fuzzy. A girl that was younger than me saw me and pulled on my hand. I figured it was a fan.
I pulled out a pen and started doodling what was supposed to be my signature on her hand.
“Here, is the best signature you will ever have. Make sure to sell your arm on Ebay, okay?”
She pulled me to my feet and started pulling me towards the exit. I followed her, wondering where she was gonna take me.
I felt her reach into my pants and I smirked.
“Hey, what are you tryin' to dig for?”
She pulled out my keys and jingled them in front of my face. We walked towards my car and she sat me in the passenger seat.
“Little lady, this is my car, okay? I'm the only one that gets to drive it.”
The girl ignored me and got into the drivers seat. She started up the car and we started moving. I noticed after a couple miles that we were going to my place.
I put my hand on her shoulder. “No, can we please go somewhere else? My boyfriend, Pete....big cheater. I don't wanna go back yet.”
She nodded and she turned around. The car stopped in front of a motel. We walked up to the front desk and the girl said, “Can we have a room with two beds?”
The man behind the counter shook his head. “Sorry, all we have is one queen. Will that work?”
I saw her hesitate, but she nodded. “That will be fine, sir.”
He handed her a key and she pulled my hand. I followed her, thinking that she obviously knew what she was doing.
We stopped in front of a door and she fumbled with the keys. After a minute, she pushed the door open and walked inside. I walked in as well and saw a basic motel room. Bed, TV, small bathroom to the side. Nothing special.
I flopped on the bed. I looked up at the girl and saw how beautiful she was.
I patted the bed. “Come and sit down. You've went to all this trouble to take care of me, now you can relax.”
She sat down next to me. That's when I grabbed her by the waist and kissed her.
She tried to pull away at first, but then she gave into it.
Her top soon came off and my fingers worked on the hooks of her bra. She had her hands on my back inside my shirt, but then after I unhooked her bra, I moved them them to my hard area.
She massaged it through the fabric, and it hardened even more. I felt her unbutton my jeans and started to slide them off. I massaged her breasts in my hands, then went down and kissed each one.
My boxers soon ended up on the floor along with her underwear too.
I rubbed the head of my cock against her pussy, lubricating it. Before I had the chance to insert myself, she stopped me.
“Patrick, this is my first time. I'm only fifteen, so I guess that's normal. But I really want this to be right.”
I smiled and kissed her youthful breasts.
“Don't worry, I'll be gentle and I'll make sure that you enjoy this too.”
I soon pushed my cock inside her slowly, letting her adjust to my size. She sucked her breath in, but then soon relax as I started to ride her.
My breath started to become more shallow as I pressed harder against her body.
“Oh, Patrick.” She sighed into my neck.
I went faster and rougher than I probably should have. I was close to coming and I could tell that she was too. I pushed harder and moved a little faster. She soon let out what sounded almost like a scream.
“Patrick!”
I groaned in response as I shot my load into her.
We held each other afterwards, panting heavily. She put her head on my chest and she soon was asleep.
I woke up the next morning with a screaming headache and I wasn't sure of where I was at. I looked around the room.
“Oh, yeah. I slept with that girl.” I muttered silently.
She was laying next to me, with her bare back turned towards me. Her chest was still rising up and down, so I knew that she was asleep.
I got out of bed and made some of the coffee that they had next to the coffee maker. I heard her stir in the bed and I turned around.
“Hey, do you want some coffee?”
She lifted her head up and I nearly dropped the pot.
“Natasha? Aren't you supposed to be at school?”
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OMG! He slept with fifteen year old Natasha! Hopefully no one else finds out about this! Hehe, find out what Pete's reaction is to this in the......NEXT CHAPTER!!! Sorry this was so late, but last night I had a tragety happen.....my facebook account got disabled. :'O I know, shocking. For messaging too much! Who messages too much?! Ugh, I had to create a brand new one and I'm currently trying to get my friends back. Very stressfull, but won't affect the story any!
Sasuke_Gaara_Edward -Hehe, that was my favorite sex scene in the book so far! And who doesn't love Brendon?!
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