Tears

School had been hard for all of us the last few days, and Patrick, being the total sweet heart he was, took it really hard, even though he didn't particularly even talk to Ryan too much. He and I were actually getting pretty close now. He was a pretty cool kid. He had invited me over for a sleep over today at lunch.
I had agreed, and now we were walking back to my house so I could tell my mom, and get my bag. Pete, Mikey, and Frank were walking ahead of Patrick and I. He was talking about how he wanted to get a cat. I grimaced at the thought, "If you do that, I'll never be able to come over!" I commented. I saw him pout. He was adorable.
"Fine, no kitties..." He nudged me gently, and then he wrapped his arms around my arm as we walked. He liked hanging onto me, I think it might be his way of flirting, but he was also so innocent, it was hard to tell. He grinned almost maniacally up at me, and giggled. "You're a total dork." I told him, returning the grin.
We reached my house about three minutes after Mikey, Frank, and Pete. "Mom! I going to spend the night at Patrick's!" I shouted, "Alright!" She called back, "Have fun sweet heart! Don't be up too late!" She added. I quickly ran up the stairs, with Patrick hot on my tail, and paused in my doorway. Patrick crashed into me, and we ended up on the floor.
I groaned, and tried to sit up, ending up having Patrick sitting on my lap, facing me. His face burned bright red, "S-sorry!" He stammered, and then I did the unthinkable, on Patrick's part. I kissed him,. I felt him tense on my lap, but only for a moment, before relaxing a little, and kissing me back nervously.
"I... I'm so sorry!" I said when I pulled back. He just stared at me for a moment before he buried his face in the crook up my neck, throwing his arms around me. I cautiously wrapped my arms around his waist. "I was actually kind of hoping you'd do that." He said. The vibration of his voice against my neck tickled a little.
"I need to get my stuff." I prompted. He pouted at me, "Alright." He said in a cute, whiny voice. He got off my lap and plopped down on my bed. I quickly gathered my stuff, throwing it all into a bag, my sketch pad, a change of clothes, my toothbrush, my phone, and my book. "Alright, lets go." Patrick was still blushing like mad.
We walked together, and Patrick was talking about bunnies again. He was also talking about drama club, "Will you join drama club, please Gerard?" He asked, giving me puppy dog eyes. "I could try." I said, a small nod. I pondered the offer, wondering if I actually should join drama club or not. Acting wasn't entirely my thing.
When we reached his house, Mrs. Stump gave me a warm smile. I then noticed she had a bruise over her left eye, "That looks like it hurts... did you fall?" I asked, immediately feeling rude. She simply nodded, answering, "Yes, I did." I could see worry crease Patrick's brow, but I didn't look to much into it.
Patrick and I decided to go and watch a movie, and play video games all night. But first we both agreed that we would need pizza. I quickly dialed the pizza place and turned to Patrick, "What kind of pizza do you want?" He thought about the question, wrinkling his nose. He still hadn't answered when someone said, "Hello?" It was a cheery female voice, and it made me think of Lyn-z.
"Uh... how about we get pepperoni?" He suggested finally. I nodded and spoke into the phone, "Hi, I'm gunna order a large pepperoni pizza." I stated. I heard her hum her acknowledgement and she asked, "What's the address?" I handed the phone to Patrick, and he rattled off the address before saying, "Thank you! Bye!" And hanging up.
He handed me back my phone, and I got up off the bed, "So what kind of movies do you have?" I asked. "We have a lot of horror movies, and we have Breakfast at Tiffany s, The Breakfast Club, The Outsiders..." He continued to rattle off movies, until we finally decided upon watching Pretty in Pink.
Don't judge us, I suggest.
We sat on his bed, waiting for pizza, and every so often, he would reach over, and try to find out where I was ticklish. He said he was "gathering information for a tickle war". He made me laugh, not the tickling, but just him in general.
I opened my mouth about to tell him where I was ticklish but then there was a knock on the front door.
"Pizza's here!" I said with a huge grin.
We both rushed downstairs, and I grabbed Patrick before he skidded into the door. Then I swung it open, and Patrick struggled to get in front of me, trying to be the one to pay. I reached over him, and handed the boy standing in the doorway a twenty dollar bill, and Patrick pouted. "Keep the change." He grinned, and we took our pizza.
Patrick and I raced up the stairs, trying to be the first one on the bed. I won, but only by a heartbeat. Patrick jumped on the bed, and as it sunk underneath him, I was rolled to land on top of him. He blushed up at me, and a grinned down at him, "Sorry." I giggled. He lifted his head up and our lips gently met.
My thoughts raced to Lyn-z, but I found myself kissing back, pushing Patrick gently back down, drawing a startled squeak from his lips. I giggled against the kiss, and then pulled away, "Sorry." He whispered. I didn't say anything, but I pushed my lips against his again. He was surprised, because he squeaked again, but then kissed back.
This was going to be an interesting night.

After several movies, Patrick's mom had come in and whispered something to Patrick about his father being home. Patrick seemed to pale, and then gathered some stuff, several blankets, then tossed pillows at me, "Grab the movies, we've gotta move down to the basement." He told me. I got up, not questioning anything (because this chapter is fwuffy), and following Patrick down the stairs.
Patrick had a fucking water bed in the basement! A WATERBED!! I jumped on it, and it sunk underneath me, and he crawled on after me. "So, what movie do you wanna watch next?" He asked me, resting his head on my chest. "Gerard..." He spoke quietly, "I see the way you look at Frank... why are you dating Lyn-z? You don't look at her like you look at Frank." I frowned, and then shrugged.
"Well, that was a mood killer." I sat up, and striped my shirt off, then started on my pants before pausing, "Do you mind if I sleep in my boxers?" I asked, he shook his head no, "Go ahead!" He said, his face turning bright red. I laughed quietly, and undid the fasten on my pants, pulling them off.
He stared at me, taking in my features, much to my surprise, his eyes lingered over my crotch. I began to laugh even harder, "You're checking me out!" I teased. He blushed even more harshly, and then I kissed him. He kissed back with no hesitation this time. I wrapped my arms around his waist, then pulled him close.
My mind kept going back to Lyn-z.
I pulled away then I felt my boxers tent just slightly, I didn't need a boner right now.
Patrick noticed too, because his face went even more red, as if that was even possible. "Come cuddle." He said, making grabby hands at me. I giggled and scooted over to him, pulling him against me as he nestled into my side and under the covers.
I thought of Lyn-z again.
"Patrick, are we gunna sleep, or watch movies, or what?" He looked at me and shrugged, "Let's go get another movie, and I can make some popcorn." He said, clambering to his feet. I nodded and got up, walking after him to chose a movie.

Notes

Oh my god. This was so hard to write!! I suck at writing fluff, so sorry if it's bad! Also, sorry about the shorter then usual chapter. I'll try for more next chapter.
Patrick got his first kiss though!!

I think that Patrick is the cutest human being ever. I love him so much <3
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