10 Things I Hate About You Season 2

Episode 1: Part 1

Kat's POV:

"Dad, please get out so we can get changed." I mutter as I pull the sheets tighter around me. I can't believe he just walked in on Patrick and I in bed together. Patrick was about to ask me a favor. We were having such a sweet moment when he walked in. I glance at Patrick who is laying back with the pillow over his face. I'm worried this is going to undo all the progress we just made.

"Oh no Katarina! I am not leaving you and this man child alone!" My father says in a high, slightly unsteady voice.

I sigh and I hear Patrick groan. "Dad, go outside count to 60 and we will be dressed when you come back in."

"It only takes 60 seconds." My dad states in rage.

"Sir," Patrick starts. My dad and I startle in surprise, "I will not be getting changed in front of you and I'm sure you don't want to see your daughter naked please give us 30 seconds."

Still gaping at being called "sir" by Patrick,

he mutters something about how he'll be right at the door as he closes the door behind him.

We both scramble out of bed and shuffle around for our clothes. I see his boxer shorts and toss them to him. I pull on my own underwear on as he picks up my bra. He holds it up, "maybe I should keep this as a keepsake".

I sigh, "Give it or you won't have time to crawl out the window." He gives me a confused look. "Why would I crawl out the window." He asks coming over to me and handing me my bra.

"I don't know I just figured..." I start as I put on my shirt and pants. He hold his hand up to cup my cheek. "I told you," he starts "I'm not going to break your heart. I'm all in for this."

I open my mouth to reply, a wide grin plastered on my face when my dad yells, "15 SECONDS" through the door. We both finished getting dressed, Patrick pulling his shirt on just in time, when my dad opened the door.

"Downstairs now." He huffs in an anger of rage.

We march behind my dad. Patrick brushes his hand against mine, even this slight touch sends shock waves through my arms. I look up to and smiles at me reassuringly. Relief floods through me.

When we get downstairs my sister and her friends were all settled around the tv. When Bianca turns around I see her eyes are beat red. However, they tear rimed eyes widen at the sight of Patrick and our obvious bedhead.

"Everyone out." He says to infuriated to see Bianca's state.

"Bianca what's wrong?" I ask. She just shakes her head at me and give me a look that says she'll tell me later.

Everyone but Bianca shuffles out.

"Bianca go to your room." My dad says.

"Dad go easy on them. I told you Kat had a really bad day, like absolutely brutal." She whispers in his ear before kissing him on the check.

Patrick and I settle ourselves on the couch next to each other, he grips my hand. He proceeds to go on for a hour and a half about sex and vaginas and how much babies cost. Until he stops abruptly and his eyes narrow. "I thought you guys broke up?"

"We did-" I start.

"So what this is just a hook up?" He replies, I swear I can see the smoke coming out of his ears.

"Sir-" Patrick starts but my dad ignore him and keeps droning on and on about irresponsible it was.

"You probably don't even like her, you're probably just using her-" my dad starts. Patrick throws his hands up.