Kats POV


KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

I was rudely awaken by a series of knocks on my apartment door. I groaned as I sat up and rubbed my eyes. The knocking continued.

Who the hell is knocking at my door?

I got out of my bed and slipped on my Steve Madden furry slides and headed to the door. without checking my hair or what I was wearing, I threw open the door to a very eager looking Patrick. I immediately slammed the door shut only to have it stopped by Patrick's foot.

"Kat please just hear me out." He pleaded. His eyes roamed down my body obviously noticing my lack of clothes. "Wait did I wake you up?" He said worriedly.

"Yes your pounding on my front door wasn't very easy to ignore."

"You shouldn't sleep in such little clothing what if someone breaks into your place in the middle of the night or you open your door to some creep?" His voice began to grow louder while he totally ignored my comment.

Does he only hear the things he cares to hear?

"Really Patrick you came over to criticize me on my what I wear to sleep in?"

"Just let me come in and explain myself and why I'm here so early."

After a few quick moments of mentally debating, I opened the door and motioned him into my apartment.

Hell what do I have to lose.

"I need two eggs."

"Are you kidding me? That's the only reason your here? That's your big 'explanation'?"

I felt my body begin to heat with anger. I walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. I reached up to grab a few eggs. I could feel Patrick's stare down the back of my body as my shirt rode up my thighs. I quickly grabbed the eggs and handed them over to Patrick becoming self conscious of my clothing. I then began to push him towards the door.

"You got what you needed, now leave."

"Wait. Eggs aren't the real reason I'm here. I panicked and came up with an excuse."

"Okay then why did you come and bang on my door while I was still sleeping?"

"I wanted to apologize for the other day and I had no reason to be with that filthy slut"

I winced at his cruel choice of words.

"I don't even know why I was kissing her but nothing else happened I promise."

"You don't even know why you were kissing someone?! That's such a great excuse."

"Okay no I was at some bar and had too many drinks and next thing I know she was all over me."

"If you were really drunk you wouldn't have realized what was happening, so how could you have tried to come after me before the elevator closed."

He took a step closer to me.

"You know some people say your true feelings come out when you are drunk." His lips grew into a playful smile. "Go on a date with me Katherine."

Did he really just ask me on a date?
Either way you cant go not after Connor.
He will end up like Connor.

"No."

Pat's face fell.

"No?' he said.

"I wont go on a date with you." I looked down at the floor not wanting to see Patrick's sad eyes.

"You just go ahead and think that" my eyes shot up to meet Patrick's.

I tried to protest as he walked away and out my front door.


PATS POV

A Few hours later...

Oh Katherine. She's so convinced that she wont be going on a date with me but I'm more than sure I can convince her, it wont be difficult at all. Ever since the night she spent in my apartment I have wanted to take her on a date.

me: I'm picking you up at seven. Dress up.

I had just gotten off the phone at Alinea to make a reservation. I fully rented out the entire restaurant not wanting anyone to bother us or come ask for a picture or autograph since I know for a fact Kat does not know who I am. Perks of being the chiefs friend and being Patrick Kane helps a little too.

Kat: Okay. But this is the first and last date!!

I smiled when I read the text and jumped in the shower to get ready.
A few hours later and I was buttoning the last button on my shirt. I wore black dress pants and a black button down with brown dress shoes. I grabbed my car keys and headed out the door.

I knocked on Kat's door exactly at 7:00. A few moments later her door swung open.

I was speechless.

Her hair was up in a ponytail with pieces pulled down framing her face. She was wearing a black dress that showed a good amount of clevage and a slit all the way up her bronzed leg. She had a matte black Giving Key necklace dangling from her neck. She had on strappy black heels making her taller but she was still very short compared to me.

"Take a picture, it will last longer." Kat interrupted my thoughts with a playful smile.

"Good idea." I pulled out my phone and snapped a quick picture of her dressed up.

Her cheeks immediately turned red when I pulled the phone out to take the picture.

"Patrick stop, you know I didn't mean literally." She covered her face with her hand and began laughing as I kept taking pictures.

I put my phone in my pocket as she ran her hands over her dress straightening it out.

"You ready for our date?" I asked.

"Our first and only date? Yes."

We walked out of the building to be greeted by my matte black G-Class SUV.She gasped when she saw me walk towards the car.

"Holy shit, this is your car?" She asked excitedly.

"Yes, you like it?"

"Yes I have always wanted this car!!" She said as she ran her hand along the car, feeling its smooth finish.

I laughed as I opened the passenger door and helped her gracefully climb up into the car in heels. She thanked me as I shut the door and got in the drivers side to start the car. As we pulled out of the parking lot she eagerly asked where we were going.

"To dinner."

"Well I figured that but where are we going to eat at."

"Oh yea that part is a surprise."

The rest of the car ride was a comfortable silence with the radio playing in the background. 20 minutes later we pulled into the empty parking lot and parked in front of the building. We walked in with my hand on the small of her back. As we walked in we were immediately directed up the spiral staircase and to a candle lit table with roses and a white table cloth.

KATS POV

ROSES?
CANDLES?
THE ONLY TWO PEOPLE IN THIS RESTURANT?!

Patrick had completely out done himself. Sure he did text me to dress up but I figured we would just go to a nice steakhouse not be the only ones at Alinea!! I've heard that this place has a six month waiting list. But here we are the ONLY ONES IN THE RESTURANT!!

"Kat?" Patrick questioned snapping me out of my train of thought.
He motioned his hands to the chair he had pulled out, waiting for me to sit in.

"Oh, yeah sorry." I nervously laughed. I sat down as Patrick pushed my chair towards the table. I then heard someone clear their throat as I realized the waiter was waiting for me to order a drink.

"I have a glass of red wine please."

"Your best red wine." Patrick said sternly, cutting me off. The waiter stiffened.

"Y-Yes, Mr. Kane."

Kane? Why does that sound familiar? Where have I heard the last name Kane?

"Ah so Patrick Kane is your full name." Patrick'S eyes shot up to meet mine.

"Yep that's me." his voice sounding unsure about something. I brushed it off as the waiter dropped off our drinks and I lifted the glass of red wine to my lips.

"Mmm." I moaned as I sipped the wine. "This is the best wine I have ever had."

Patrick cleared his throat as his grip around his glass tightened.

"So, Kat what made you move to the Windy City?" He asked quickly changing the topic.

"I needed a change."

"Well where did you move from?"

"Edmonton." I replied. "How long have you lived here?" I turned the conversation to him, trying to avoid talking about Edmonton.

"About seven or eight years."

The waiter came with another glass of wine.

"What can I get you guys to eat?"

"Well have the chiefs choice for two." Patrick responded.

A few moments later the waiter came and refilled my wine glass. I probably shouldn't have another I thought as I began to drink from the glass. Oh well this will just be my last glass.

Three more glasses later most of my weight was on Patrick as he walked me out the restaurant and towards the car. His hands were around my waist as I held onto him.

"Should everything be spinning?" I asked as we walked out the restaurant doors.

"You really cant hold your alcohol, huh?" He asked with a smile.

"No I can, wine just hits me hard when I drink a lot of it."

Patrick lifted me up bridal style making me squeal.

"Patrick!!" I yelled as he placed me into the passenger seat.

PATS POV

Do not mix Katherine and over priced red wine is the moral of tonight.

She squealed as I picked her up but yelled at me as I sat her in the passenger seat. I reached for the seatbelt as my body hovered over hers to find the buckle. Right as I was about to push the seatbelt into the buckle, she pushed her chest forward. Sending my face straight into her tits.

Holy shit.

"Pat" she wined. "My dress wont stop itching me." She claimed as she tried had her arms reached behind her dress trying to unzip the back of it.

I pulled my face away from her chest and quickly buckled the seatbelt, only to be met with her pouty face.

"It's okay Kat we will be home soon you can take it off then but not now." Her faced lifted into shock.

"Are you coming on to me?" she asked with a hint of surprise in her voice.

I laughed and shut her door and walked around the front of the car and got in. Before I could drive away Kat was passed out against the door.

I laughed again and headed back to the apartment complex. After a short 20 minute drive later I was parked at the complex and gently opening the passenger door trying not to wake Kat up. I unbuckled her and pulled her into my arms and carried her inside. As I reached the elevator she began to squirm around in my arms.

"Connor?" She asked groggily as she rubbed her eyes staring at me. "What are you doing in Chicago?" Anger began to lace her voice.

The elevator doors closed as she tried to get out of my hold.

"You have NO right to follow me here you sick piece of shit." Her voice started to rise.

"Hey, hey Kat its Patrick. Not Connor." I said gently, trying to calm her down.

Her eyes glanced a up and down my body as if she wasn't sure if I was telling the truth.
She leaned in towards me and rested her head on my chest.

"Thank god its you Patrick. You might be the one that will save me."

"Save you from what?" I quickly responded only to look down and see her passed out.

I carried her into her apartment and laid her down gently on the bed. I opened the drawers of her dresser praying she wont be mad tomorrow about me changing her. I found her t-shirt drawer and pulled the out first one I saw. I walked over to her and slipped off her heels and set them beside her bed. I sat her up and unzipped her dress, only to be met with dark reds lace bra and panties.

Don't look. Don't look.

I kept my eyes from roaming down her soft bronzed skin and slid the t-shirt over her head. Once she was covered up I pulled down the covers and gently tucked her in. I pulled the thick blanket at the bottom of her bed and placed it over her not wanting her to get cold during the night. I walked into her kitchen poured a glass of water and got a few Advil to place on her bedside table. I found a pen and paper on her bedside table.

Katherine,

I enjoyed last night. The Advil is for the pain. ;).

Patrick.

I set the note next to her water and Advil and gently kissed her forehead. I walked out of her bedroom, closed the door, and walked out of the apartment.

Notes

Chapters will get longer and more detailed as I continue to write, sorry for any grammatical errors!! And don't be afraid to message me writing advice or things from the story you like and think that I should do more often. XO