NHL Imagines

Patrick Kane (CB)

request for @djviani

It's been 5 months to the day since Pat and I split. I found out from Sharp that he was fooling around on their road trip with some blonde bimbo from Edmonton. I remember barging into the dressing room and screaming; all the others completely unaware of what I was doing. Right there in front of everyone I ended it. In front of some of my best friends. I went back to Abby Sharps and I unhappily bummed their couch until I could find somewhere to live, considering I went to university in Chicago. I saw myself as a burden to them, but they assured me that they didn't mind. About a month later I got an apartment uptown, closer to my school, which was awesome.

Suddenly, my friend Marisa called me. "Hey sweets, wanna go out clubbing tonight?"

"sure, pick you up at 9?"

"sounds perfect, see you then!"

It was only 4:30 so I decided to take a nap before I went out.

"oh shit!". I Just woke up and it's 8. Shit. I quickly roll off the couch and hop in the shower, hoping that I won't leave Marisa waiting. I get out, put on a matching black lace bra and panties, a pair of leggings and a green flowy top that falls 3 inches below my hips. I loosely curl my hair and do my makeup like I usually do; simple winged eyeliner, mascara, fill in my brows and a touch of red lipstick. I text Marisa and tell her I'm on the way and slip on my nude pumps and head out to my car.

When Marisa and I got to the club, we sat down by the bar and ordered the usual; me a screwdriver and her a martini. The bartender passed us our drinks and just when we were about to pay, a man about 6'7" stepped in.

"it's on me" he said, deep voice. I looked and it was none other than Ben Bishop. Shit. The other night they had a game against the Hawks to start the pre-season and if he was here, there was more players here. I knew Ben, I grew up with him and Pat had always been jealous of our friendship.

"thanks Ben, means a lot" I said and smiled, in which he laughed and leaned in to give me a kiss on the cheek.

"now I didn't just walk over here to talk, I mean well I did but for an important reason. Kane's here and he wanted me to talk to you and maybe go outside and talk to him. I promise you he means no harm."

"no way Bishop I am not going and talking to him"

"Danielle please." he seemed urgent, like he needed me to go talk to him.

"alright okay, but only if you and Marisa here stand watch. Give us privacy, but please don't leave me there with him all alone." Ben nodded and we went out back where Pat was. Sitting down on the steps he had his head in his hands, the way he sat when he was thinking and suddenly my heart started racing. Was I really going to do this? Was he going to try and win me back?

He looked up and stood up walking near me. "Danielle, I am extremely sorry. I got completely hooked up in the life I'm living and these 5 months without you have been pure hell".

"Patrick. I-"

"You don't have to take me back or feel bad or anything. You don't deserve a man like me who goes and cheats on his beautiful girl. I feel terrible and I have since that day. It's not the same without you in the apartment, cooking pancakes in the morning or having all the Disney movies pressed against the walls. I miss you and how happy you made me. Please come back, I don't need an answer right now, and you don't need to take me back at all. I just really needed to let you know how I felt and Ben was the only way I knew I could get through. Please, just consider it."

"Pat you know I loved you. I haven't been able to get you off my mind since then and I apologize for being such a dick that day. If anyone deserves better it's you, you don't deserve me yelling at you in front of your team mates and staff. I'm sorry"

"it's okay, I understand you but-"

"yes"

"huh? yes what?"

"Yes Pat I'll get back with you"

The smile that grew on his face is indescribable. From cheek to cheek. He came over and practically tackled me and I heard giggles coming from Ben and Marisa.

Looking into my eyes pat spoke. "You my love, mean more than life to me. Thank you so much." He pressed his lips into mine and woo's could be heard from the background.

After 5 months of sadness, loneliness and torture I finally had my Patrick back in my arms. My sweet little showtime was mine again.