One Goal Achieved (Patrick Kane)

Missin' You

-Skylar's POV-

"YOU SLEPT WITH PATRICK" Natalie screams after I tell her about my last 24 hours.

"Really Nat, after everything I just told you, you chose to focus on that" I laugh. I love her but her priorities are all types of fucked up.

"No but Jon won't even let me stay over past 10" she says crossing her arms. They were together but Nat isn't used to dating a actual gentleman.

After much questioning I finally retreat to my room and get back to studying. I wanted to be as prepared as possible for these classes next semester. Before I know it it's 8 pm and I hadn't left my room all day. I emerge from my room to use the restroom and see Natalie and Jonathan sucking face.

"Oh god" I groan running to the bathroom to relieve myself. I walk to the kitchen with hope that the scene is over. I pull out a pizza and pop it in the oven while I scroll through my notifications I missed all day. After the pizza was done I cut myself a few slices then defect back to my room. I wanted so bad to call someone and tell them about my thoughts but I couldn't. Natalie is the closest I've let someone get to me but there are still things even she doesn't know. It sucks so hard to want to confide in someone but can't. To have people want to help but you won't let them. I sigh suddenly no longer hungry and throw myself into my books like I always do.

The next morning I wake up with my head in a sports history book and everything how I left it. I groan at the fact that I once again fell asleep studying as I drag myself out my room and make some coffee. The boys leave for a few road trips today and I was actually sad. They were all so great, I was going to miss them.

"Morning Skylar" Natalie says pouring herself a cup of coffee.

"Morning Nate" I say getting another cup.

"Fell asleep in the books again, huh" she chirps pointing to my second cup.

"Yeah. I need to stop doing that" I laugh moving the hair out my face.

I take a shower and put on lazy cloths hoping to enjoy my last few days of break. My phone buzzes and I nearly drop it.

Pat👦🏼: I miss my good luck charm

Me: Have you even left yet?

Pat👦🏼: No, but I still miss you

Me: You're going to do great. I'll watch all your games and you can call whenever we're both free

Pat👦🏼: I know but it's not the same. I need my best friend

Me: You have Jon. And the cooler Patrick

Pat👦🏼: Patrick keeps pranking us and Captain Scary is in a mood

Me: Music fixes everything... duh

Pat👦🏼: Damn. Didn't even think about that. You're a lifesaver. I'll text you when we land

Me: Have fun, remember that you're a great player and a great person. Kick ass

After spending my morning relaxing I agreed to meet a few of the wives for lunch. "You're not even dating a player and you're in the inclusive significant other group? That's not even fair" Natalie says as I head out the door.

"Love you!" I call out and close the door. We meet up at Giordanos and have a great time. They were all a little older than me but I've always been better with... more mature people, should I say.

"How do you know so much" Dayna asks taking another slice of pizza.

"I'm a listener more than a talker. I believe everything we need to know is told to us. We just need to listen or feel for things and we involuntarily become smarter" I shrug. It's true though. I mean the best lessons life has to offer are not told but experienced.

"I've never thought of it that way but it's true" Abby says.

We get off track and of course end up talking about hockey. "So what's your thoughts in the team" Abby asks.

"I think everyone in this organization is amazing. The players, coaches, you guys. The sport is insane by itself but the team is good as far as I can tell" I say.

"I knew I liked you" Dayna says nudging my side. It's nice to hang out with them but I'm still intimidated.

We finish up and I get home to a quiet house. I guess Natalie went out so I turn on the game. We ended up winning which was good because that means Patrick will be in a good mood. I turn the tv off and go to lay on my bed. Like most nights I feel like crying. No reason. Just need to get it out. I was about to let it all out until my phone glows up and Patricks caller ID shows.

"Hey Pat" I say trying to hide the fact I was crying.

"What's wrong" he asks a little worried.

"Nothing. I promise" I sniffle feeling better hearing his voice. "You were amazing tonight Patrick. I enjoyed the game" I say trying to get away from the topic that is me.

"Thanks Sky, means a lot" he says.

We talk about the game and lunch with the girls for a while. "I miss you" I sigh running my hand down my face. This shouldn't be so hard.

"I miss you too. A lot more than I thought I would. Kinda sucks" he laughs.

"Yeah. It does" I agree.

We stay silent for a little just thinking. "I have to go, early flight and all. If you get upset again please call, okay" he begs.

"Okay, I will. Goodnight Patrick" I say.

Patrick comes back after a week and I'm already knee deep in homework. We don't get to see each other as often as we wanted but we made it work. He was my best friend after all. I sit at my desk with music playing, studying journalism. I want to change my major to that. To be a sports writer instead of a broadcaster because quite frankly I hate attention and will probably say what on my mind in a heated moment and I can't let that happen. I hear a knock on the door and Patrick comes in. He sits on my bed and waits for me to find a stopping point. He made that mistake once before and after he got the pen mark off his forehead he learned not to interrupt me when it came to schoolwork. I finally find a stopping point and put away my books. "How's my favorite bookworm" he chirps pating the spot on the bed next to him. I join him and snuggle up to his side. "My brain hurts" I complain and he kisses my forehead. "Better?" He asks. I nod and move in closer so I can be in his embrace. We sit there for a little and I nearly fall asleep. "So... I have a game tonight" he randomly says and I look up into his eyes. "No way! You play? Are you like, good or something?" I joke making my voice as obnoxious as possible. A grin grows on his face and shakes his head. "Yeah. I guess you could say I'm good" he replies with a goofy smile. "You're a dork" I say poking his cheek. "Yeah but I'm your dork. Come to my game tonight" he asks with the pouty lip. "Patrick school is in session. I don't know" I say. I wanted to go but school is always first. "Pleaseeeee. I always play better when you're there" he says. The times I've seen him play live he always did great. Dayna says it because he's showing off and I just laugh at her conclusion. "Fine. Only because I want to see you do good" I say. I change and we head to the UC for the game.