Finding, and Losing Love- Patrick Kane fanfic

Chapter 17

             *Lyla's P.O.V.*

I lie on the floor, hand in hand with Patrick. We lay there silent, just listening Alex's piano playing. It's so beautiful.

Patrick likes me.

My heart flutters at the thought, but i dont think much about it. Patrick makes me feel special, but he's too good for me.

I'm broken. I have scars.

He's perfect, those clear blue eyes staring off into the distance.

He can get ANY girl out there, a model, a pretty sexy blonde chick.

Why me?

I don't want my feelings to be played.

"Dinner's ready!" Andrew's cheerful voice called out.

Patrick gets up, still hanging on to my hand.

"Lets go, Lyles." He swings my arm back and forth.

"Um, i think i can't stay for dinner." I mumble.

"What? Why?" He takes a step closer, closing the distance between us.

I close my eyes, and feel his warm breath on my forehead. I let go of his hand, letting it fall to the side.

"What's wrong?" He asks quietly.

"Nothing. Sam and Laura should be expecting me home in time for dinner." I say.

"Can't you stay?" He stuck out his bottom lip, pouting.

"Maybe another time." I feel guilty, leaving after telling him i like him.

Sure, maybe he's willing to accept my past and secrets, but... he can do so much better. I want him to be with a perfect girl that suits him just as well.

"Alright, Lyla." He hugs me tightly, then pulls back to look at me.

"Don't slip away from me." He warns.

"I won't." I smile, "I'll call you when I get home." I promise.

"Be careful." He surprises me with a kiss on the cheek.

"I will." I blush, and leave.

I walk down to the bus stop, suddenly remembering this place too well. I shiver, and hug my arms over my chest.

I quickly punch in Pat's number on my phone.

"Hey, Lyles." He says.

"Pat, can you please drive me home?" I ask, a hint of fear present in my voice.

I guess Patrick heard it, "Stay right where you are, I'm coming."

I saw his black car immediately, as he pulled to a stop in front of me.

I opened the car door, and slipped into the passenger seat breathing hard.

"You okay?" Patrick asks worried.

"Yeah." I say, breathless.

"I'm here. Relax, I'll drive you home." He threw me a reassuring smile, making me forget where i was.

"Thanks, Pat." I smiled weakly.

"No problem." He laid his hand casually on top of mine.

My fingers warmed at his touch, a blush creeping up my neck.

He makes me crazy. I feel like grinning in the car right there, and i did.

"What?" Patrick turns to look at me, his curly blonde hair glistening in the sun.

"I feel a little... crazy." I said truthfully, sighing happily.

Patrick laughed, and turned on the radio.

'Do I Wanna Know' by the Arctic Monkeys floated out of the speakers, and Patrick lowered the windows.

I stretched my hand out the window, feeling the wind through my fingers.

I close my eyes, swaying my body and bobbing my head to the beat.

Oh, i do feel crazy.

I'm crazy for him.

And yet, it seems as if he doesn't like me as much as i like him.

I mustn't get too attached...

A/N: Hi! Super great news! My best BEST friend will be helping me with this story from now on, adding her ideas and editing! This is going to be SO fun, and i promise you guys -- so much drama to come. Her ideas are brilliant, and I'm so looking forward to this! Enjoy (: