Kelsey’s POV
I woke up in my room and the first thing that came to my mind was Patrick. He was so sweet and cute and everything! All I knew was that I wanted to see him again! I got out of bed and walked into my kitchen.
Ugh I am so tired
I was just about to sit on the chair when my phone rang. My Phone!? It could be Patrick!
“PHONE!!!! PHONEEEE!!!!” I screamed
instantly awakening
I ran over to my room, took a deep breath and answered
“Hello?” I said excitedly
“Kelsey! So now you don’t have time to talk to your best friend anymore!?” Emma cried over the phone
“Oh it’s you.” I said all disappointed
“Well excuse me for trying to keep a friendship!” She said loudly
“Ok Ok fine sorry! I just kind of hoped it would be Patrick!”
“Oooooo! Cutee!” She squealed.
We continued to talk until I heard a beeping sound. Oh My God someone was on the other line.
“Umm Emma can I talk to you later? Someone is calling me on the other line!” I said hoping it was Patrick this time.
“Yes dear Kelsey, go talk to your prince charming!” She said with a dramatic voice.
“Thanks Em, I’ll talk to you soon!” I said as I hung up and took the other call.
“Hey Baby” The sound of his voice gave me butterflies!
“Hey! I was hoping you would call today” I responded
Oh yeah great. Tell him you were waiting hopefully for his call like a loser! Nice one Kels!
“I miss you” He said sweetly
“I miss you too! You know you should come over later. We can hang out or something” I said pacing around my kitchen.
“Yeah sounds cool. I’ll come by later ok? He said
“Yeah I’ll see you later!”
“Bye baby”
“Bye”
I hung up and squealed with joy. What was wrong with me!? I was acting like such a little kid!
I decided to get ready and go for a run. I threw on my sweats and a blackhawks hoodie grabbed my keys and ran out the door. I ran around my block and down Emma’s street. I might as well stop by for a bit. I ran up to her apartment and rang for her. She opened the door for me and I stepped into her apartment.
“In here!” She cried out
I walked into her living room and found her sprawled on her couch in her Sharp shirt of course. Her dark brown hair was in a messy bun, and she was painting her nails with a bright red.
“Hola” She said as I walked in
“Hey Em”
“How are you Mrs. Kane?” She asked giggling
I felt my cheeks get hot.
“I’m good, I just thought I would stop by and talk to you for a bit.”
We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about Patrick and I. It felt good to tell my best friend everything that happened. I told her how he was coming over later on tonight.
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Don't Look At Me Like That (Patrick Kane)
FanfictionJust a story of a girl who got her heart stolen by a certain someone of the Chicago Blackhawks