Chapter Thirteen

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Wednesday night, the night before the parade, Amanda stayed the night at Patrick's. They had spent most of Wednesday watching movies and playing video games, just enjoying each other's company. Ever since the championship game, Amanda and Patrick had been inseparable. They had spent every day together and would alternate whose house they stayed at. They figured it would be easier for Amanda to stay at Patrick's house the night before the parade, so they could just go from there. Things were really starting to come together, and this day of movies and games was a perfect "non-date".

After the fifth round of Mario Kart, Amanda yawned and leaned back, setting her controller next to her on the couch. She rubbed her face and looked over at Patrick who had a smirk on his face.

"What?" she smiled.

"I know you're not getting tired on me, Miss Roberts." He smirked.

"I'm just preparing myself for tomorrow, that's all." She said.

Patrick set his controller on the coffee table and leaned back by her, turning to face her more. "What's on your mind, babe?" he asked, setting his hand on hers.

"I'm just kinda nervous about tomorrow. I have no idea what to expect." Amanda admitted, looking at her hands.

He smiled softly and kissed her shoulder gently. "Well we're going to be on a big double decker bus, and we're going to drive downtown past big crowds of people." He started. "Then we'll go to Soldier Field for the rally where we'll talk and show off the Cup and all that good stuff." Patrick explained. "I'll be by your side the entire time, except at the rally because I'll have to be on stage, but Lindsey and everyone will be there for you."

Amanda looked up at him and smiled. "You are too sweet to me, Patrick."

"I try." He winked. "Are you worried about anything?" he asked, rubbing her cheek gently.

"What's it all like? Is it a long parade?" she asked.

"It's really red." Patrick smiled. "Jerseys everywhere, and pom-poms too; it's not very long, it's kind of fast. We just drive by and wave to everyone and then we go to the rally which is red too." He smiled.

She nodded and smiled. "I'm excited to cheer you on." She said. "Do the families ride on top with you guys or do they stay at the bottom?" she asked.

"They ride on top with us. There are usually a few busses to carry us all, and we'll see who we're riding with tomorrow." He said.

Amanda nodded. "I've never been on one of those busses before." She said.

Patrick smiled and shook his head. "You didn't have Chicago style pizza before me, you had never been to a game, and you haven't been on one of those busses?" he smirked.

Amanda giggled and nodded. "I guess."

"What would you do without me, Manda?" he asked with a smirk on his face.

"I have no idea, Sharpy." She teased and smiled up at him. "We better get some sleep, we've got an early morning."

"Yes we do." He smiled and kissed her gently. "Let's go."

They both picked up their controllers and put everything away before heading upstairs to go to bed. Both of them fell asleep fairly fast, both excited for the next day.

Thursday morning came quicker than expected, and Amanda and Patrick were both waiting at the United Center for the parade to get started. Patrick had grey shorts on with his jersey and Amanda had on white shorts on with her Sharp jersey on. Patrick put his championship hat on backwards and walked over to Amanda, handing her one.

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