Rising Star (Patrick Kane)

Chapter Forty Four- Parade of Champions

Elizabeth

After quite possibly the coolest experience in my life in Boston we had to come home. I was sad to leave, I was loving my time with Patrick's family where I'm not as famous. I got to experience new things with the band and his family and make memories that will last forever. I was able to walk around and not get stopped every thirty seconds and if anything Patrick was more hated than loved. But I do have to admit I missed my city.

We get back to Chicago and they take no time planning the parade. Within a few days the streets were filled with Hawks fans as we celebrate what they've accomplished. They should be proud of themselves. The city should be proud of them too, bringing in the last two championships Chicago has seen and all. There was plenty to celebrate and we were going to do so.

We get to the United Center early in the morning for the parade. After stopping for coffee we are handed a beer and are border into a bus.

"Alrighty, who wants my beer" I yell. I'm mobbed by a bunch of groan men and someone snatches the beer out of my hand before everyone walks away. Glad we got that situated.

"You worked in a bar for three years and you never drank before" Jonny questions.

"My body is my instrument. I don't know if you ever tired to play the guitar filled with beer but it's kind of hard" I giggle.

"Damn, I wish I had that type of self restraint" he says holding up a beer.

"You just won the best trophy in hockey... I think you deserve a drink" I laugh.

"Don't gotta tell me twice" he laughs before taking a drink. He and Patrick take off to grab the trophies and I go chill with Lindsey. Since we both first came into the exclusive significant other group at the same time we've gotten close to everyone else, but we still hang out together outside of them. I sit down on the bus we were loaded onto and she sits in my lap. She starts petting my hair and I start laughing. If she's not careful her hand will get caught in there.

"I've missed you" she claims.

"I saw you a few days ago" I giggle.

"I know. But you're the type of person someone misses being around" she insists.

"Oh aren't you guys cute" Jonny says making his way back over to us. But this time he has he Stanley cup and Patrick has the MVP trophy.

"I like to think we are" Lindsey says giving me a head hug. I loved those. Patrick sits next to me and Jonny on the other side. Jon pulls Lindsey off me and into his lap and Patrick pulls me into his. He presses his lips to mine causing me to smile. I try to pull away but he comes right back, not that I mind.

"Are you drunk already" I giggle.

"Absolutely" he smirks.

"At least when you pass out drunk on my couch this time it's yours too" I tease.

"I'm not drinking because I can't have you this time. I'm drinking because I have this sexy trophy and this sexy team and you... sexy thing" he slurs.

"Oh wow, are you coming after my job next" I joke.

"Nope. I just spit fire" he claims. He's spittin something... that's for sure.

After the parade there is a rally in grant park. Once everyone gets in Lindsey and I join the fans in the crowd while the boys get called up on stage one by one. Eventually it was Patrick's turn and I could only imagine what words were going to come out of his mouth. They start chanting MVP and he steps up to the mic.

"What's up chicagooooo" he screams and the crowd roars. A natural entertainer he is.

"I'm not as good as my girlfriend is behind one of these things so I'm going to make this short. I just wanted to thank you for cooperating with the lockout earlier this season, I like to think that it worked out pretty well for us. Keep believing and anything can happen. Thank you. And now it's time for someone who, I think, deserves MVP. Corey Crawford" he yells before backing away. Well that could have been worse.  It could have been Corey's speech where he yelled "fucking right Chicago" and "balls" into the microphone.

After a long day Patrick and I go home. I put him on the couch as he nods off and on and I take Precious for a walk. She wasn't a puppy anymore but sure did act like one.

On my walk and I see my phone going off. It was Viv and I answer it.

"Hey Viv, what's up" I ask.

"I'm on my way home" she sighs. She was planning to stay with Tyler for a few days but for some reason she's coming back.

"I thought you were there for at least a few more days" I say.

"I was supposed to, but Tate just called for a meeting tomorrow and told me to spread the word. He didn't call you because he wasn't sure you were available but I figured the parade festivities were over by now" she guesses.

"Yeah, I'm just walking Precious. What time and where are we meeting tomorrow" I wonder.

"Tates office, 8 am" she says and I whistle. That's early.

"Alright, well I guess see you then" I say.

"Yup. Love you girly. Bye" she replies before hanging up. I go back home and find Patrick still sleeping. He felt really hot I slip his shirt off and he wakes a little.

"No mom. I don't want to swim" he mumbles and I laugh.

"I'm not you're mother and I'm not taking your drunk ass swimming" I assure him.

"Good, I don't want people to see my belly button" he groans and I roll my eyes. What a man I got here.