I'm In Love With Patrick Dempsey

Chapter 2

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We walk out the house to his white Porsche car. Sullivan opens my door for me. I get in and watch him walk around the car and sit in the passenger seat, then turning on the car.
"So where are we going?" I ask him
"I can't tell you." He says as he drives out of the driveway and onto the road. There's definitely something going on. I think he's purposing... I hope not! But why can't he tell me?

"Why not?" I question him again to see if he'll give me an answer or any hints.
"Because it's a surprise." He responds back not giving me anything to go off by. I hate surprises. I need to know, I need to be prepared for whatever is going to happen next.. but I don't know how to, because I have no idea what's coming. I can feel my stomach doing backflips out of being so nervous and anxious.

I look out my window and wonder what the surprise could be. Thoughts just keeping racing in my brain like race cars. He's definitely purposing to me tonight, I think to myself. But I'm not ready to get married yet! I haven't even met his family! Ugh I hate this, the not knowing, is killing me.

I wonder what his family is like? I never met his sister or his dad. He told me his mom is out the picture. I have met his twin brother, Darby once, but I don't really know him all too well.

I watch all the cars and street lights as we drive down the road. We always go the same restaurant for dinner. It's like our place.

I see the buildings pass us. Then Sullivan drives right pass our dinner spot, like he did it on purpose.
"You passed our restaurant." I say, looking at him very confused.

"We're going somewhere else tonight." He says glancing at me with a small smile. I hate this! I need to know where we're going.
"Can you give me a hint at least." I beg.
"We're almost there. Don't worry." He says not giving me any clue. I look out my window again, scanning the surroundings around me to see If I recognize anything... but I don't.

A few minutes go by... and we're driving in a private neighborhood. All the houses in front of us look so big and very expensive. Wait why are we in a neighborhood? I thought we were supposed to be having dinner.. at a restaurant.

We pull into a driveway and there's a big house in front of us. I see a black Porsche car in the driveway. It's just like Sullivan car but Sullivan's car is a white Porsche.

"Where are we?" I ask looking at him with my puzzled face. Sullivan parks in the driveway and turns off the car.

"This is my dads house." Sullivan utters out and looks at me. My eyes become very wide. Oh no! I was not expecting this. I am so not ready. Why didn't he tell me about this!? Girlfriends should know when they're going to meet the parents, I mean come on that's a given. I can feel my stomach doing cartwheels while the heavy butterflies flap their wings hard in my stomach. I feel like I'm going to throw up.

"What! Why didn't you tell me! I would've chosen a different dress!" I yell at him. I can feel myself getting angry at him for not telling me. I look down at myself where my chest is showing a little. This totally makes me look like a whore. Oh my god! I can not believe this. Out of all days Kate chooses this dress for me.

"Your dress is perfect." Sullivan looks me up and down and smirks, then giving me a look.

"Don't look at me like that!" I slap his arm hard out of rage.

"The dress is perfect for you!! It shows too much of my chest. This is not the first impression I want to make in front of your dad!! I don't want him to think I'm a slut or anything." I blurt out. With irritation and anger filled in my eyes.

"You are not a slut. Don't worry everything is going to be ok. Just calm down" he says. I really do need to calm down. I close my eyes and try to loosen up the stress I'm having.

"Ok." I breathe in and out trying to relax myself. I'm just overreacting, Sullivan is right. Everything will be ok. Just have dinner, talk about myself, say our goodbyes and leave. That's all I have to do.

As I'm inhaling and exhaling out all my anxiety, while my eyes are shut, I hear Sullivan's voice.
"It's just my dad everything will be fine and he cooked dinner."

My eyes open back up immediately!!
"He cooks! I-I can't even cook. This is so bad." I say. All the stress and anxiety coming back into my body and hitting me right in the stomach, like a semi truck. I feel my stomach getting fuzzy again in a bad way. I shake my head in regret to agreeing to come on this so called "date" with Sullivan.

"And embarrassing." I mutter under my breath. I'm learning how to be a surgeon and I can't even cook eggs for crying out loud.

"Oh come on, he's going to love you." He says trying to make me feel better. But it's barely working. Sullivan gets out the car and walks over to my door and opens it for me. He puts his hand out, waiting for me to grab it. I take one deep breath taking all the strength I have to walk up to Sullivan's dad's front door... Patrick Dempsey's front door.

I never really thought about him  but now all the stuff Kate told me about him is now making me very nervous.

I grab his hand and we walk slowly to the door. I hold Sullivan's hand. He then faces me and looks into my brown eyes.
"Your ready? He questions me.

"Yeah." I whisper, even though I'm not prepared for this at all... I don't think I have a choice.

Sullivan nods his head and I watch him knock on the door. We stand there... waiting for Patrick Dempsey to open the front door. I then see the door open very slightly and I can see his face. I gaps quietly. My eyes widen. My heart is pounding.
Oh...my... god...

Author's Note:
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I am really loving this story! I'll try to update soon. Hope your staying well! ❤️
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