(lol it's petes pov since)
I stood awkwardly inside of the movie theater. Ash was supposed to meet me here 20 minutes ago. I was losing hope that she would ever show up. That's when I felt a rap on my shoulder.
"Ash?" I turned around, hope in my voice.
"No..." it was Patrick. Some of me, most of me, wanted to be mad at him, but there was still a piece of me that wanted to hug him and hold his hand and steel his cute little fedora.
"What are you doing here?"
"Well, I was hoping to go see the movie.. Same as you probably..."
"Oh. Makes sense." I felt dumber with every word.
"Yeah.. I'm sorry Pete-"
I cut him off, "don't. It's over with. Let's just drop it."
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Fanfiction[blocked number] "Hey baby" fuck I don't think this is for me. Hmmm I guess I'll just play along for now. That's what you told yourself. You didn't think the relationship would escalate this far.
