The One Night That Changed My Life Forever

"Wha-What?" He stammered, "That was your boyfriend that just left with my girlfriend?"

I stood there speechless not knowing what to say

"Well that's just messed up, I say we need to drink on it."

"Agreed." I stated

I focused on him, nothing else. The boy with the blonde curls and blue eyes became my crutch, and I became his.

"Hey wanna get out of here? I've seen enough of this place tonight" Patrick asked

"Sure" I replied with a lack of enthusiasm and energy.

"I know how you feel" was all he said and that was when I realized I was in good hands.

We decided to walk from the club. It was nice just to have time to talk and get to know Patrick. I did have one question for him however, and it had been nagging at me all night.

Soooo in the club when you mentioned teammates, what sport do you play?" "I mean I just guessed you were sportive..."

"Hahaha you can say it, you thought I was an athlete because of my amazingly toned body..." he said jokingly

"I did not." Even in my drunken stupor this boy was able to make me blush.

"See your cheeks just went seven shades redder, hahaha I've got you down." Then he looked at me suddenly with a serious look on his face. "You really don't know do you?"

"Ummm what exactly am I supposed to know?" What was the big secret I wondered.

"Ahhhh well this is priceless" he stated with his award winning smile

"What?" "What am I missing here?"

"It's nothing, you'll find out tomorrow." "How long have you been living in Chicago again?"

"Since the beginning of summer." I replied

"I see, it makes more sense now." "But are you telling me that I don't look even the least bit familiar?"

"Ok, well your face looks kinda familiar but I can't piece it all together quite yet." "I'll try and figure it out tomorrow when all this alcohol is out of my system, ok?"

"Ok" he replied with a smirk
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Patrick's POV

Wow this chick actually doesn't know who I am. What are the chances? Really her boyfriend cheats on her with my girlfriend, how fucked up is that, and then she doesn't even know who I am. It's actually refreshing for once. It's nice to be able to talk to someone and not have to worry about the consequences the morning after. She is just so beautiful, and smart I don't see how anyone could cheat on her.

"Whoa? Where did ya go there?" She asked stumbling a little over her feet

"Sorry just thinking" I apologized. "We are here, Casa Kane." Shoot did I just say that out loud I wondered. Luckily for me she was still at the door staring wide eyed at me and then at the penthouse apartment I called my home.

"You live here?" she exclaimed "And you are how old again?"

"25" I replied with the same smirk on my face. It was nice to feel my happy, and should I say cocky side re-emerging, even though I knew it wouldn't work on her one bit.

"So do you want something to eat or drink?" I asked breaking the silence as she was just starting to comprehend that this wasn't a dream and that I did in fact live here."

" I think I've done enough damage to my liver for the night, do you have water?"

"Two waters coming right up m'lady." I turned towards the kitchen and let out a small chuckle. She just got cheated on, and her she was at my house and is worried about her liver. "Gotta love it" I chuckled under my breath. Who could have know that the same night I would get my heartbroken, it would start healing again with the help of a stranger.

"Here, take these" I said handing her two Advil and a water bottle.

"Thanks" she replied softly.

I turned on the tv and put it on a random station. Minutes later Rachel was asleep with her head against my chest. It made me almost forget all the problems we both were going to have to face in the morning.
Only to add to our problems, media had caught wind of something going down with my relationship, which mean't that they would soon have dirt on me, my ex and on Rachel who was innocent in this and doesn't deserve this. I turned off the TV looked at the sleeping girl on me, stretched out on the couch, and pulled the blanket over our two bodies. At this time I didn't care about the world, I just wanted to stay like this forever. And that was the last think I remembered before being whisked into an alcohol induced sleep.

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