Patrick's POV


When we were all at the club celebrating that win I was sitting down with Jon trying to help him find a girl when I see Taylor and Megan walk in. Taylor is wearing a black tight skirt and a red sparkly shirt. Her heels make her taller than me but that's okay. I ask her if I can buy her a drink and we sit down. And drink. A lot. The whole night is a huge blur.
10:30 AM
I look over to the other side of my bed and see a few strands of blonde hair sticking out from the covers. I go to Jon's room to see how he did. I open the door and there is Taylor's friend Megan. This is way awkward. I have never actually known someone Jon has made a fuck out of. If Jon would have fucked Taylor Ryan would have killed him. Taylor, oh I didn't. I run back to my room and lay in bed. I cough so she wakes up. It's Taylor. In my bed. Wearing my jersey. This is bad. She looks at me and we both start laughing. I can not believe that happened. She gets up and grabs her clothes from last night and looks at her phone and tries to call Megan.
" hate to break it you ya sweet cheeks but Megan's right across the living room in Jon's bed"
"Patrick what happened las-"
" I hate it when people call me patrick, call me pat"
Megan walks in grabs her friend who is still wearing nothing but my jersey and drags her out.
After I get out of the shower I walk into the kitchen and sit with Jon
"do you remember anything about last night" I ask him
"well just that you fucked Ryan's sister"
thank god we don't have practice today because I haven't been this hungover since st pattys day