Rose's POV
The silence in the room was unbearably tense.
"I forgot my phone," Pete says, causing me to jump a little.
He walks over into his room, grabs his phone, and gives me a hug. I hug him back instantly, calming down. I could tell Patrick felt the least bit comfortable.
Pete pulled away and gave Patrick a simple salute, which made me angry.
Patrick didn't do anything.
"We need to talk later," I say to Pete as he's walking out the door.
"Will do." I hear in a quiet voice as the door slams shut, leaving Patrick and I to speak again.
Honestly, I felt nervous to have to talk to him again.
I inhaled deeply, exhaling after a few seconds.
I studied his features.
His eyes were really amazing, I never really thought that much of them.
They had blue, green, and a golden ring around the pupils.
I always told Patrick that you can tell a lot about a person by their eyes. At least I could.
Right now, they looked hopeful, while his exterior was uneasy.
I leaned my head on his shoulder like always, and calmed down a little.
"You know, Flora, Pete bothers me sometimes."
That surprised me, but not much.
"Why is that?" I chewed on my nail, it was a bad habit.
"Your relationship. You're so close, and I want you to look at me like that," he says, barely above a whisper.
"Who says I don't? You just aren't looking when I do."
Patrick turns toward me, and chuckles.
"I look at you a lot, Rose. You're never looking at me like that."
"Maybe you can't see it, but I am right now," and I'm not lying. I'm looking at him for one of the first times as more than a friend.
I'm looking at him like it would be so easy to kiss him right there.
I'm looking at him like I wouldn't mind spending my Sunday morning waking up next to him. Like I wouldn't mind drinking coffee and talking about things we love on my apartment balcony.
Because now that I think about it, I really wouldn't.
He smiles, a genuine smile, and I knew.
It's time to tell him.
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Hey guys! This chapter is dedicated to my best friend Andrew because he seriously is a great friend. But also the fact that he wouldn't shut up about me updating. Here it is, dude.
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