Chapter Twenty (End)

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Patrick's POV

I woke up to a loud thud. Someone was here. That was all I could think. It could be the cops or even a homeless person.

I didn't have much time to think, my brain went all fuzzy and the next thing I knew it was morning.

I was in Pete's arms. Maybe that's what woke me up last night. He was already awake, watching me like a hawk. I didn't show any emotion on my face. I didn't know what was going on.

"Hi." He smiled innocently.

"Hi." I replied, uncertain of what to say.

"Am I forgiven?" He asks.

"I don't know, are you?" I joke.

"Very funny, but seriously, am I forgiven?"

"Forgive and forget right?"

"You know it." He grinned.

All me and Pete did all day was catch up. We talked and joked around like nothing happened. We didn't go to school for the rest of the week just so we could relax.

My parents didn't care anyways. The practically live where they work. As for Pete's dad, we got him thrown into jail.

Me and Pete were finally happy and all our friends were too. I love Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the thrid and I think I always will.

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Bye hoes!!

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