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I Need You To Need Me

Title: I Need You To Need Me (Few-Shot)
Chapter (1/4): Simple Truths
Main Characters: Kat/Patrick
Rating: PG-13

I Need You To Need Me: 10 Things I Hate About You Fan Fic

Chapter One: Simple Truths

Setting: Right at the end of episode 20
Disclaimer: I do not own 10 Things I Hate About You but all mistakes are mine.

“I’m not leaving,” a surprised Walter stated as he discovered his daughter in bed with whom he believed was her ex-boyfriend. He had been happy to hear they had split up, but there he was, naked underneath the covers of his daughter’s bed. Patrick covered his face, knowing that he was in deep shit after this. A few thoughts came to his head, first that they probably should have been more discrete about this and most importantly that he might never be allowed to see Kat again –not that he needed permission.

He regained his composure and turned to the other side of the bed, retrieving his clothes off of the floor, passing Kat her own clothes. She quickly changed underneath the covers still red in the face from the embarrassment that she felt inside.

Walter stood there, watching them get dressed. “Dad, don’t panic,” she said as soon as she was decent. “I thought you weren’t supposed to be back tomorrow,” she said.

“That doesn’t make the situation any better,” he replied.

“I know,” she said meekly. “Dad, just hear me out okay.”

Patrick sat on the edge of the bed silent as death; hoping things would straighten themselves out. He had followed up what could easily be the best moment of his life with the most humiliating moment in his life. He had been caught, pants down, by the father of a girl he had just slept with. For all Patrick knew he could think it was her first time.

Kat sat silently for a moment, contemplating what to say next to her father. “Dad, it’s not as bad as you think.” Her dad stared at her.

“What do you mean? You mean to tell me that I didn’t just find my daughter in bed with this motorcycle wild boy who I hardly know. I thought I taught you better that this. Don’t you know that it’s things like this that keep up to my elbows in placenta every day?”

“Dad, you know I’m more careful than that. We used protection and we even got tested before doing anything,” she paused, “I’m still as responsible as always.”

“Responsible would be waiting until you’re married to have sex. That would be responsible. I can’t believe you Kat. I thought you were the kind of girl who knew when to say no.”

“I am dad, but this is something I wanted –something we both wanted. We prepared ourselves. I’m not going to end up barefoot and pregnant at some trailer park. I was as careful as anyone should be in this situation.”

Walter turned to Patrick who was still sitting on the edge of the bed trying to gather his composure. “And you,” he said, haughtier than he had been with Kat. “I allowed you to see my daughter and she left you . . . probably one of the smartest things she’s done,” he said insultingly. “You can wonder at my surprise at finding you in her bed.” He paced a few steps before deciding what to say next. “I want you out. You are not to step foot inside this house again or even see Kat.”

Anger rose up inside of Patrick. He wasn’t about to let anyone, even Walter, tell him that he could not see Kat. He stood up with a serious look on his face. “I’m not going anywhere,” he said as he moved closer to Walter. “ I love your daughter. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt her.”

Kat was startled at his words. Patrick had just confessed that he loved her. It was unexpected. She had long felt that way about him, but was never sure if he felt the same way. Now he boldly admitted it. She stood up and faced Patrick, forgetting for a moment that Walter was still in the room. “I love you too,” she said.

“Ahem,” Walter interrupted. “That’s all fine and dandy, but that’s not going to keep me from banning you from this house. You disrespected me and my daughter.”

“Sir, I meant no disrespect. I love Kat. I respect her more than anyone I know. She’s smart, beautiful, and we care about each other. You can’t stop me from seeing her; so you can either accept that or I’ll just keep seeing her behind your back. You won’t stop me from being with her. No one can stop me from being with her.”

Walter was dumbfounded. He didn’t know how to react. He was angry, but he wanted Kat to be happy. She looked happy, and he didn’t want to see her otherwise. He was at an impasse. “Just leave,” he said to Patrick, “Kat and I need to talk.”


Patrick looked over at Kat to see what he should do. She nodded at him to go, so he gathered his things and walked out of the room. He headed downstairs, contemplating what just happened. He found Bianca crying on the couch with Dawn and Cameron desperately trying to console her. He couldn’t help but wonder what happened. He ignored his curiosity for a second, wondering which of them had ratted him out to Walter.

“Patrick?” Bianca looked over as she heard his heavy combat boots walking toward them. “Oh my god,” she said while wiping the tears from her eyes. “You weren’t with Kat were you?” She said in feigned shock. She knew he was there. His motorcycle was parked outside by the curb when she got home.

“What do you think,” he replied.

“Oh my god,” she repeated. “I just sent dad up there. I’m so sorry.”

“Not as sorry as I am,” he replied. He wondered why she would do something like that to her own sister, but he wasn’t about to confront her just yet.

Remembering what she had just seen, Bianca burst into tears again.

“Okay I know you don’t feel that guilty about accidentally ratting me out to your dad,” he said somewhat mockingly.

“It’s Joey,” Cameron answered for her. “He kissed another girl on The Biggest Poser.”

“That’s heavy,” Patrick replied. He didn’t say much else before heading for the door and leaving. His head was still full of what had just happened. The sex, the humiliation, the confession was clouding his mind.

After the door slammed shut Bianca continued sobbing.

“She kissed him not the other way around,” Dawn tried to convince Bianca.

“Yeah Joey loves you,” Cameron chimed in. “He didn’t kiss back.”

“Yes he did. Anything over three seconds counts as a mutual kiss,” Bianca said in between sobs. “I thought he loved me,” she continued sobbing. “She’s so beautiful too. I could never compare with that. What am I supposed to do now?”

“Sweetie, I’m sure this is just a big misunderstanding. Joey loves you. He would never hurt you on purpose,” Dawn tried to calm her, “I’m sure he’ll explain it all to you next time he calls.” Bianca was beyond consolation. “I’ll stay over tonight if you want,” Dawn offered. Bianca nodded in approval.

Dawn shot an expressive look at Cameron.

“I guess I should be going then,” he said before getting up and leaving the house.


“Dad,” Kat began, “don’t be mad.”

“Mad? I’m not mad,” he mocked her. “I just found my daughter naked in bed with a Hell’s Angel, but I’m not mad.”

“Dad you’re blowing this out of proportion. You didn’t think I was never going to have sex. And in retrospect this might have not been the best choice of location, but it happened and I’m not sorry about it.”

Walter was silent for a few moments. “Kat, I’m not angry. I’m surprised –and not in a ‘surprise party’ kind of surprise but a ‘oh my lord my daughter is sexually active’ kind of surprise. You’re only seventeen-years-old.”

“Dad I’ll be eighteen next month and I’m not going to live in a little plastic bubble my whole life. I mean it’s not the first time I’ve had sex.”

“What? So you’ve been lying to me then,” Walter said a bit taken aback by the confession.

“What was I supposed to do dad? You have me placed on this pedestal and you’re not exactly easy to talk to when it comes to sex. But you taught me well dad. I mean I haven’t been out participating in orgies. I’ve been with two guys, counting Patrick; both of them got tested and used protection. I didn’t get pregnant, I didn’t get an STD, and the world didn’t end. Dad, it’s okay.”

“No it’s not okay. You’re not going to see this, this . . . Patrick again,” he demanded, trying to regain control of the situation, but his tone was weak. He didn’t mean what he was saying and Kat could see that.

“We both know that’s not going to happen dad.”

“I know,” he said dejectedly, “Just don’t do, you know, anywhere near me. And I don’t want this boy in your room when he’s over . . .”

“When? So I’m allowed to see him then? Not that I need your permission, but it’s nice to know I have it anyway.”

“It’s just when Bianca told me you had a bad day, I felt like I was needed. Imagine how I felt when I saw you.”

“Wait, Bianca?” Kat was surprised. “Did she send you up here?”


“Bianca,” Kat almost screamed as she ran downstairs, “could you please tell me why you sent dad up to my room? You knew Patrick was here. You know what dad’s like. How could you do this to us?” She scolded, not noticing the redness and puffiness in her sister’s eyes.

“It’s not like you were doing anything up there. I think we would have heard you.” Bianca was sedate enough answer questions without bursting into tears again.

Kat stared at her. “You were doing something up there. I just thought daddy found him in your room. I didn’t think he would find you doing that.” She was growing more animated now. This was juicy, but it made her feel even guiltier about sending her dad up to Kat’s room. She remembered what happened just after she did that –the kiss. Talk about instant karma.

“Well he did,” Kat said rather peeved.

Bianca burst into tears again and Dawn ran to her side. “It’s okay sweetie,” Dawn continued to soothe.

“I’m not that mad at you Bianca, you don’t have to fake cry,” Kat said before realizing that Bianca’s sobs were real. “What’s wrong?” she asked Dawn more than Bianca.

“One of the girls kissed Joey in the hot tub on The Biggest Poser,” Dawn answered.

“What? No way.” She turned to Bianca. “There’s no way he would give you up for some trashy model. I’m sure it meant nothing.”

“He didn’t kiss back,” Dawn restated for the umpteenth time.

“Yes he did,” Bianca asserted. “Three second rule. You know that Dawn. It was more than three seconds, therefore the kiss was mutual.”

Kat wasn’t good at the sisterly advice thing, so she sat there silently for a few moments before saying anything. She needed to process all that was happening.

“Bianca,” she said,” He’s not going to leave you. You need to trust him. This is probably just some publicity stunt the writers wanted her to pull. Joey isn’t exactly the brightest crayon in the box, so I doubt he knew what was going on. Things will work themselves out.”

She was being as sincere as possible and hoped rather than knew that things would be okay for her sister’s sake. She went back upstairs and got ready for bed, her head full of the events of the day. As she lay in bed, she could still smell Patrick’s familiar scent on her sheets. It was comforting to her. She was ready to give all of herself to him, and she felt that he was doing the same.


The next day at school was going to be tough. Kat knew that she would again have to face the humiliation of the day before. She still couldn’t believe that Blank would stoop so low. She was angry, but she felt worse about the things she had said in the video.

She walked onto campus ready to face the day when Patrick walked up to her and gave her a hug. It was nice to know she had at least one friend, one ally, one person who cared about her. As long as she was with him, nothing could bother her. It was like a force field that blocked out the rest of the world. It was only the two of them.

When she got to class, however, things got progressively worse. The snide remarks and the other harassments went on throughout the day. The class she feared most was calculus. Blank was in that class. She wanted to confront him, but it was going to be messy.

She walked into the classroom and decided to sit in the back corner, hoping that people would just leave her alone, but before she reached the desk Blank walked in front of her, blocking her way.

“Kat hear me out. I had nothing to do with what happened yesterday, I swear. I would have liked to win fair and square –not like this.”

“Really because you betrayed me from the start. Do you remember Meatless Mondays?” A guilty look overcame his face. “Exactly,” she continued, “I have no reason to believe you. Besides, if you didn’t do it, who else did?”

“Tabitha,” he answered. “I don’t really know why, but she practically told me so herself.”

“Why would Tabitha want to sabotage me? She tried to help me with my video.”

“Maybe because I offered to put her in charge of the prom, but like I said, I really don’t know.”

“I’ll try to believe you just this once, but we’re still not friends.”

“Why?” he questioned. “Because of motorcycle man? Is he still jealous? You and I both know I’m the better man.”

“For the record, I have no interest in you. And secondly, Patrick is twice the man you are so save your criticism for someone who actually cares.”

She pushed past him to her seat and waited for the bell to ring for lunch.


Kat was bombarded with food and trash as she walked through the lunch line. She ran away in tears to her car, which was still covered from the day before. She plopped down against the side of it and cried.
Patrick had been sitting at their usual table waiting for Kat to show up. He’d been running late to lunch and had missed Kat’s humiliation. After about five minutes he decided to go looking for her. At length he found her still sitting beside her car trying to suppress the tears that welled up in her eyes.

He sat down next to her and pulled her close. “You wanna get out of here?” She nodded.

“We need to clean off your car first.”

They drove the car over to the auto shop and hosed it off. Most of the gunk came off and they got in and drove off. “So where do you want to go?” he asked.

“Anywhere but here.”

Patrick was at the wheel. “I know just where to go.” He headed off in a direction that Kat was unfamiliar with before they reached a house that Kat had never seen before.

“We’re not staying here,” he said, “I just need to get a couple of things.”

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll see.” He walked upstairs and came back with a small duffle bag not revealing what was inside.

They went back to the car and headed for God knows where. They arrived at a secluded wooded area that was rather beautiful. They got out of the car and Patrick slowly started pulling things out of the bag. He produced two blankets and a pillow. He laid one of the blankets down on the floor and left the other one for them to cover themselves with.

“Are you trying to seduce me Mr. Verona?” Kat asked suggestively.

“Only if you want me to. No one will find us up here. I come up here to think when I need to get out of my house.”

“Have you ever brought another girl here?” Kat asked a little miffed.

“No. I never bring anyone up here, until now that is. Come on, lay down with me.” He lay down on the blanket and left a place just large enough for Kat to lie closely beside him. She laid herself down and was soon comfortable.

They sat quietly for a moment until Kat remembered that they had never finished yesterday’s conversation thanks to her father. “So what was the favor you were going to ask me before we were interrupted?”

Patrick paused for a bit to look into her eyes. “Don’t ever leave me. I need you around. You’re my only friend, my girlfriend, my everything right now. I only have you.”

“I won’t,” she promised. “I love you.”

“I love you too. And I’ll make sure I never break your heart if you don’t break mine.”

“I won’t,” she replied softly before placing a kiss on his forehead. They lay there for a few hours before Kat finally realized what time it was.

“I have to get home or dad is going to kill me.”

“Okay, we’ll go pick up my bike.” They left in a bit of a hurry, reaching the school more quickly than expected. Kat walked Patrick over to his motorcycle and gave him a soft kiss and hug goodbye. “I’ll see you later,” he promised.


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