Oh hey, hi. Sorry that I've been gone. I didn't quite know where to go with the chapter, and then everything exploded so I got really busy. But hey! I'm back with this next chapter. I hope you guys like our leading man and our leading lady's first date!

Patrick is based off of actor, Alexander Ludwig, Amanda is based off of actress, Michelle Trachtenberg, and Angela is based off of actress, Hayden Panettiere.

Disclaimers: I don't own anything with Victorious except the characters I create. Victorious is owned by Nickelodeon and Dan Schneider.


I Get By

Patrick adjusted his collar of his polo for the fifth time in the last ten minutes. He was nervously sitting in his car with a text typed out to Tori since he arrived, and he pulls out his phone one more time and opens a video. He takes a deep breath and presses play. The smiling face of Amanda appears.

"Hey there, ya big baby. I hid this video on your phone for your inevitable freak out about this date you're having tonight. As your first girlfriend, I will let you know that you are super good at dates. That mud pie place you took me to…so good. You are freaking out about nothing. She must see something in you to even say yes because we both know despite that whole charming, small-town boy exterior…you're gross. Like super gross," Amanda let's out a laugh. "But Pat, if it goes super well, we'll have coffee tomorrow and talk all about it or you'll call me tonight. One of the two. If it goes horribly wrong, well fuck that bitch, I've got ice cream waiting and we will do Kung-Fu movie marathon. Have fun tonight. Love ya, you big ol' bear.

Patrick smiles at Amanda sticking her tongue out at him. He always needed her. He knew he wouldn't be able to call her when this was over, but he could go home and talk to Robbie or his sister. However, there was something about Amanda's encouragement that made everything better.

To Tori: Outside

Patrick takes another deep breath after he stows his phone and looks nervously at the Vega's house. He drums a beat on the steering wheel.

"Waiting. Waiting every day. Waiting at the signs. Waiting on the bell. Always waiting in the lines that start to feel like Hell. But when I see your face. My mind goes blank. Looking like an angel, never to replace. I bet you're a detective, and ma'am I've got a case. Someone stole my heart, and all the clues are fallin' into place. It's you. That girl I'm waiting on. Waiting. Every day, waiting," Patrick looks over and sees Tori approaching his car, giving him a tiny wave, "definitely worth the wait." He rolls down the window.

"Hey!" Tori smiles at him.

"I believe you ordered a handsome driver to take you dinner,"

"I do," Tori opens the door, "but I have to admit I was expecting a little more for what I paid for,"

"I will complain to my management company, Mademoiselle,"

"Thank you, driver, I would like to use their company again. Their customer service is impeccable," the serious faces the two had been maintaining quickly cracked as they both bust out laughing.

"Okay," Patrick smiles over at Tori, "now that we have the first date awkwardness out of the way, ready for Nozu?"

"Oh boy, am I. I've been waiting all day."

"As the lady demands, I obey." Patrick started the car and drove off.


"So, you're telling me that when you were seven, you convince Robbie that Toe Goblins were real and he didn't take his socks off for a month?" Tori put a piece of sushi into her mouth.

"Yea, my aunt was so mad at me," Patrick started clinking his chopsticks together like a mouth, "Patrick Joshua Wilson, you know Robbie is a sensitive boy and he looks up to you. He's going to believe everything you say. I had put him in the bath with the socks on to get them off,"

"That's so sad,"

"I mean at the time it was hilarious, but now…" Patrick looks contemplative at the ceiling, "no, now it's still funny." Patrick stood up, "so, tell me about the great Tori Vega," Tori blushes.

"Well, hi, I'm Tori Vega,"

"Hi, Tori,"

"Um, I don't know, what do you want to know?"

"Why did you decide to go to Hollywood Arts?"

"That's a funny story, it was completely an accident. Trina's tongue swelled up, and she couldn't sing so I stepped in. I always wanted to go, and Trina's throbbing tongue gave me the chance and courage to try,"

"Was it throbbing?"

"Heavily. It was still the weirdest thing I have ever touched,"

"Why did you touch it?"

"The nurse made me!"

"Speaking about Trina…how did she even get into HA?"

"No one really knows. I've heard some stories. A light hitting her in the throat, a gas bomb, a fight challenge…no one really knows, and Trina won't tell me,"

"It's amazing because she's…"

"Awful. You can say it, you won't offend me,"

"Awful," Tori smiles.

"I love her, but she's a little much. She'd be a great reality star,"

"That's what Robbie and I said!"

"You were talking about Trina?"

"We were talking about everyone and what they would do in the entertainment industry,"

"Okay, well tell me! I want to know,"

"Well, Jade is obliviously going to become the queen of horror and Beck will be the heartthrob in every movie, and them being a couple will continue to confuse everyone in the world. André will become an amazing music producer. Robbie will become a comedian. You'll be a pop star, and we couldn't decide on Cat since she can do anything. Robbie thinks she'll be a pop star like you, but I think she's going to go into costumes. Me though, I will become a heavyweight champion crushing anyone who opposes me,"

"You box?"

"I do," Patrick does a quick one-two and smiles at Tori as she lets out a laugh.

"I had no idea,"

"My dad boxed, so I want to be like him. So, I box, I wrestled and played football at my old school, I did Muay Thai, capoeira, and Hapkido for a while,"

"You do a lot," Tori wears a shocked expression, and Patrick laughs at it.

"It spiraled a lot after that first taste, I actually have a competition coming up in a few months that I'm pretty excited about,"

"So, is your dad the reason you got into all of this?"

"For the most part," Patrick rubbed the back of his neck, "then it became an outlet for my anger. Eventually, I just had a lot of anger that I couldn't get out. I actually got kicked off of a few teams because I would fight with people plus that's why I transferred schools,"

"Oh my god,"

"I promise, it's all good now," Patrick tries to backtrack, "I've been going through a lot of therapy and mandated anger management groups. Usually only find myself getting angry when someone is hurting someone I care about. God, this makes me seem like an awful person,"

"No," Tori looks sheepishly at him, "I'm glad you're getting help."

"Well, now that I have made a fool of myself. If you will excuse me. I'm going to head to the bathroom." Tori smiled and happily ate her food while Patrick ducked out of his seat.

"… You are freaking out about nothing. She must see something in you to even say yes because we both know despite that whole charming, small-town boy exterior…you're gross. Like super gross…" Tori looked at Patrick's phone, and quickly picks it up with the intention to press pause, however, as she turns over the phone, she sees the video of Amanda, "But Pat, if it goes super well, we'll have coffee tomorrow and talk all about it or you'll call me tonight…" Tori presses pause and turns to see Patrick hanging over the table.

"It started playing. I'm sorry, I wasn't prying…" Patrick looks down at the phone and smiles.

"It's okay," Patrick pulls his chair around to sit right next to Tori. Tori feels a blush slowly creep up her cheeks. "So, that's Amanda. She is…was…my best friend,"

"She seems charming,"

"Nah, she was a gank, but she was my gank,"

"I know you said you didn't want to talk about what happened to her, but can you tell me about her?"

"How about you ask me questions about what you want to know about her while we finish dinner?"

"How did you meet?"

"I was four, and her family moved in next door. She found a hole in the fence and crawled into the backyard because she wanted to play with my dog because she couldn't have one since her little sister and dad were allergic. So, I came out to yell at her for touching my dog, but he was having so much fun that I just decided to join in,"

"Did you two ever date?" Patrick let out a laugh.

"We did, for like three days when we were nine. She was my first kiss, too, I think that was when she realized she was gay," Patrick's face contoured to a sudden realization, "oh my God, I helped Amanda figure out she was gay. God, I'm a great best friend," Tori laughed.

"What did you do when you found out she was gay?" She watched Patrick shrug and take a sip of his soup.

"Hugged her. I could see how much stress it was causing her because her parents didn't react well at first," Patrick let out a sigh, "she was afraid that I was just going to leave her. Like I could throw away twelve years of friendship. So, as we sat in the tree house we had made when were kids, she stumbled over her words and kept repeating herself which was very unlike her because she was always articulate. I just hugged her and told her that I already knew because I had seen kissing Susan Lippenstall under the bleachers. She cried a lot,"

"What did you think of her first girlfriend?"

"God," Patrick rolled her eyes, "Susan Lippenstall was like the wooooorst human. I hated her," Patrick popped a piece of sushi into her mouth, "she was rude and inconsiderate, and she was always making Amanda feel like if she broke up with her that she would have nothing,"

"Did they break up?"

"They did, after a month or two, and then Amanda met an amazing girl at a coffee shop named Vicki,"

"How is Vicki doing?"

"After Amanda died, Vicki didn't really want to be reminded of her every day, so she stopped talking to me. I check up on her occasionally though, and she seems like she's doing good,"

"What was the hardest thing you and Amanda ever went through together?"

"I mean there are two things," the waiter comes over and gives them the check. Patrick takes out his wallet and sets down some money and watches the man scamper off, "I think the first one was when we were fourteen,"

"What happened?"

"My parents got in a car accident,"

"Oh, that's awful,"

"Yea, my Dad didn't make it," Tori takes his hand as he takes a deep breath, "and my Mom was pretty badly injured, so I had to stay with her family while she was in the hospital since Angie was off at college in Wisconsin. She and I were very different people that just seemed to get each other, but our living habits were vastly different so adjusting that first month was hard because we both had to adjust along with her little sister. There was so much fighting, and I thought we weren't going to make it through,"

"But you did," Tori smiles. The waiter brings back the change and quietly thanks them, "and you made it through all of that rough stuff,"

"Barely and I wouldn't have been about to do it without Amanda, Robbie, and Angie. I still get angry about it," Both of them leave the restaurant and start heading to the car.

"Well, I think you're a sweet person even with all the anger,"

"Amanda and Angie told me I'm a pushover because I'd give my left arm if someone else needed it, and they weren't wrong,"

"What would you give me?" Tori looks up at him with hope in her eyes.

"Everything," Patrick leans in and Tori's eyes flutter shut as Patrick tenderly kisses her lips. Tori smiles and brings her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. The kiss comes to a natural end, and they both smile at each other. Suddenly, a panicked expression graces Patrick's face.

"I'm sorry, was that too forward?" Patrick studies Tori's face looking for any sign of distress, and she simply laughs.

"No, it was perfect," Patrick beams down at her and reaches down to open her car door.

"After you, my lady,"

"Your lady, now?" Tori looks back at him from the car door.

"I hope so," Tori stands on her tiptoes to give him another kiss.

"I hope so, too," Tori quickly gets on the seat and Patrick shuts the door. He smiles and walks around the back of the car, and when he thinks that Tori isn't looking does a happy dance but when he hears her melodic laugh; he knows he caught. He gets into the car with a very embarrassed look on his face.

"You're a good dancer,"

"I mean it was one of the reasons I got into HA, so I hope so," Patrick looks over at Tori, "so home?"

"Home, driver. I mustn't be late, I have a four PM tea time with the Queen,"

"Oh, I am so sorry, Mademoiselle, I shant make you late for the Queen. That would be rude." Patrick starts driving off.

"Truly, sometimes I question why I keep you around." Patrick grabs Tori's hand, lacing their fingers together, as the head back to her house.


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-KMA