One Goal Achieved (Patrick Kane)

Help From Momma

-Patrick's POV-

We get to my place and I give her a pair of sweatpants to change into so she's more comfortable. She emerges from the bathroom with the pants nearly falling down as she holds them up with her hands. I completely loose it nearly falling down from laughing so hard.

"Not funny Pat! I had to tie them like 10 times!" She complains.

"But you look so cute" I coo pinching her cheek. She slaps my hand away and rolls her eyes and I just continue laughing. She heads to the couch and I return with two beers.

"How did you get those" she asks pointing to the beers.

"I know people. Here" I say handing her one. She stares at it then back to me.

"I don't drink" she says setting it down on the table. I raise my eyebrow and sit on the other side of the couch.

"You're 20 and in college" I say before taking a drink.

"Yeah, I'm responsible, 20, and in college" she corrects me.

One won't kill you" I say and she sighs in defeat. I lean back and press play as the movie starts.

Halfway through we both had about 3 beers and we're definitely feeling it. She was keeping up pretty well considering this was her first time drinking, I'm impressed.

"Tell me something you haven't told anyone" she says setting down a beer. I ponder my thoughts, no one has ever asked me that and I'm glad to have a friend who cares.

"I'm scared that people think I won't do anything with my career. That I'm too small and too stupid to do anything with my talent. I've heard it a million times but I always think in the back of my head, "what if they're right?". People say I'm the next big thing and I'm afraid I won't live up to that. I mean Jonny already has a legacy. He's going to do great things as a leader. Me? I just score points and I want to be seen as more than that. I just don't know if I ever will" I sigh. I sit up to see Skylar reading my every movement, her bright green eyes following me precisely. Every time I talk she seems to take in everything and it's nice to have someone like that.

"What about you" I ask not sure what she is going to say intoxicated. I haven't gotten much out of her so far.

"I'm scared that I'll make someone unhappy. I surround myself with knowledge to be in a better position to help people but sometimes it's not enough. I can't stand the thought of someone being upset with me. I know not everyone will like me but I just don't want to be considered the problem. I won't let people in because I always end up hurting them in some kind of way. I can't figure out my feelings for you and it's so annoying. But I do know I feel something strong towards you and I don't want to lose you. You're a great guy destined for great things but I'm not going to let me become your problem. You mean a lot to me and I'm terrified that I'll lose you" she says looking at me. I scoot over and pull her into a hug as she starts to cry.

"Shhhh I'm not going anywhere. I'm right here" I say playing with her hair. She's trying so hard to be the best for everyone but she's forgetting about herself. Her sobs stop and I notice she has fallen asleep. I lay down and pull her on top of me before drifting off myself.

I wake up the next morning to the smell of food and music softly playing. I look around and the place was spotless. The beer bottles were gone and everything was organized. I slowly get up trying to make sure I won't get dizzy. Once my eyes adjust I see Skylar in the kitchen cleaning up pans and swaying to the music.

"Good morning sleepy head" she sings while scrubbing a pan. I head to the kitchen table where two plates full of food sit. There was no practice today so I wasn't planning on going anywhere. I sit at the table and admire all the food.

"You didn't have to do this" I say watching her carefully trying to figure out how much she remembered.

"Well I kinda drunkenly fell asleep on you so I wanted to make it up to you. Even though that was your fault" she laughs sitting across from me.

We eat and talk some more before she had to leave. Watching her walk out was harder than it needed to be. I decide it was time to call in for some help.

"Hey mom" I say into the phone before falling on my bed.

"Hey honey what's up" she asks, her voice so comforting.

"I need some advice" I say slowly trying to figure out how to approach this.

"Oh, okay. What's going on" she questions.

I take a deep breath and figure out what to say and how to say it. "I have a friend. And he really likes this girl. She doesn't say much about herself but she's amazing. She cares about everything and has more passion than anyone. But he doesn't know how to get her to open up or fall for him. She keeps saying that she's bad for him but he doesn't care" I say. The line is silent for a while before she starts laughing.

"Patrick, I'm not stupid" she says.

"I know. I thought I would at least try" I sigh.

"Honey, she sounds important to you. You only talk like that about me or your sisters. Girls don't like it when they feel like a obstacle. Let her know she's not just someone to you. She doesn't know how she feels, help her realize without pushing too hard" she tells me. This is why I love my mom.

"Thanks mom, I needed that" I admit.

"So tell me about this girl" she says a bit too happy.

"Her name is Skylar and she's beautiful. She has long wavy brown hair and beautiful green eyes. A few inches shorter than me. She's ridiculously smart and has the biggest heart ever. She makes everyone around her so happy" I continue. I realize I'm rambling and stop myself before it got too bad.

"She sounds like a great girl" my mom responds and I smile.

"She is. She's like no one I've ever met and I have no clue who she is, or was I guess" I sigh. I don't even know if I want to know anymore.

"I know honey. Something's are just better left in the past" she assures me.

I update her on the team and she tells me how my sisters are doing. I miss them a lot but I know they'll always be there for me. After I hang up I spend the day relaxing since everything was clean and watch SportsCenter until I fell back asleep.