You have no feelings!! | By : ryuuzakilover2008 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 2241 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Patrick winced as he tried to jump the hurtle, again. He missed and was met with laughing faces as he got up for the fifth time.
"Alright Stump, guess you fail this section of the activity."
Andy glared at the beefy teacher as he and Joe helped up their small friend. Gym had always been Pat's downfall. He had almost quit the 7th grade cuz he didn't like getting hit in the face everytime, even if they were running!!
Patrick blushed when he felt a familiar warmth on his cheeks. He still couldn't walk in a straight line and his head was killing him. In the morning Pete had left quietly, a note to explaining his absence. Patrick had ripped it up and crawled towards the shower. Speaking of showers...
"ALRIGHT LADIES, DISMISSED!! GO GET CLEAN!!"
Every boy hooted, every boy except Patrick...
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Joe grinned as he got an eyeful of Andy, who had finished before them and was now gone. Patrick was still stripping, taking his time as he watched the boys walk around with their prides hanging out and their laughter and talk making him even more cautious. The last time he had showered with everyone had been in the 8th grade... having slim hips and an innie belly button made him the most approached guy in school. Rumors started about how he had been a girl and how he still liked guys. Jocks had groped him, girls had had him beat to a pulp because their boyfriend's were rejecting them. He was relieved when he graduated and began wearing tight jeans and long sleeves. He had been okay, safe even, but then the other night...
Patrick bit his lip as he felt Pete's lips on his ear. He could still feel the strong arms and the bruising hips. Patrick clutched the edge of the small changing bench and sighed as he finished putting his clothes away. Joe had left half an hour ago and only one boy remained, but he was leaving. Patrick slid cautiously into the shower and closed the curtain, slid down the wall and as soon as he heard the locker room door slam, began to sob, boiling water marring his skin.
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Andy smiled as Joe sat on his lap and counted his stolen tater tots, inspecting them carefully first and then putting them in the 'good' pile with the others.
"21, 22, oooh tater giant, sweet, oh, um, let's see, oh yea!! 23, 24..."
Patrick sat in the grass next to his friends, the spring sun making him hot. He pulled his hoodie off and then began to eat. Andy smiled as he ate his tofu salad, Joe's counting extremely cute and entertaining. Patrick was also watching the lithe drummer and laughed as he threw a tot at a squirrel and bitched about how he had lost his place.
" Your were on 33 Joe..."
Patrick dropped his corn dog and stared as Pete joined them, plopping down next to him. Quickly, a pale hand held his as he and Andy watched Joe start up again. Patrick wretched his hand from the grasp and jumped up. He gathered his things and left, muttering a small 'Bye' as he bolted towards the library. Pete smiled and excused himself as he followed.
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"Don't touch me, never ever gain..."
Pete sighed and pushed the small teen into the maps and colonies section, his hands getting touchy. Patrick swatted the offending appendages off and glared as the undead fuxer that had ripped his virginity from him sighed. Pete cornered his prey and put his hands on the teens hips, flustered.
"It was just sex and besides, if it makes you feel better, I really liked it..."
"I didn't want you to like it!!"
Pete slammed the small frame against a shelf, grasping his chin roughly, his other hand grabbing his shirt collar.
"Don't get smart with me, your lucky I even fuckin' touched you..."
Pete hastily opened Pat's jeans, the zipper snagging. As he tried to work it open Patrick kneed him in the crotch and glared as he fell.
"Then don't do it anymore, let my luck run out!!"
He spat on the injured 'thing' and ran as the bell rang.
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