A/N: Another chapter tonight!!! I amaze myself sometimes... ok well I don't own the song I use,
cuz I don't own the people who sing it. Enough said? Let's get on with this, shall we?
Summary: 1 1/2 months after the end of the movie, Kat and Patrick's relationship gets a bit
bumpy. After the break-up (it's so horrible...), events spin totally out of control, leaving
Patrick to decide what's more important: Kat's life, or his own.
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You Will Fly and You Will Crawl (Even Angels Fall)
Chapter 3- Borrowed CD's and Prom Tuxedos
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Patrick was in his room when he picked up his guitar. He had bought it when he bought Kat's. His
was the second best in the store in his mind, second to her's.
Digging through his pile of CD's, Patrick found one that Kat had lended to him awhile ago.
Putting it in and setting the player to number 9, he decided to play the song once for old times
sake.
When you have no light to guide you
And no one to walk beside you
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
When the night is dark and stormy
You won't have to reach out for me
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Sometimes when all your dreams may have
seen better days
And you don't know how or why but you've
lost your way
Have no fear when your tears are fallin
I will hear your spirit callin
And I swear that I'll be there come what may
When you have no light to guide you
And no one to walk beside you
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
When the night is dark and stormy
You won't have to reach out for me
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Cause even if we can't be together
We'll be friends now and forever
And I swear that I'll be there come what may
When the night is dark and stormy
You won't have to reach out for me
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
We all need somebody we can turn to
Someone who'll always understand
So if you feel that your soul is dying
And you need the strength to keep trying
I'll reach out and take your hand
When you have no light to guide you
And no one to walk beside you
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
When the night is dark and stormy
You won't have to reach out for me
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Oh I will come to,
You, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Patrick stopped the CD player. Taking out the CD, he saw a symbol on the CD. Looking around, he
saw a piece of paper with the symbol on it. A lyric sheet.
"Hanson?" Patrick asked.
Putting the CD back in its case, Patrick threw it to the other side of his room.
Going through his entire room, Patrick found the things that reminded him of Kat. Two hours
later, he leaned back and looked at his work.
The Hanson CD. A cheap picture of them right after their one paintball session. His tux from the
prom. The ring she had given him for their one month aniversary. His Gibson Los Paul (which he
loved todeath.)
And an endless pile of letters and notes written by her. Most of them saying how much she loved
him and would never let him go.
Patrick put everything except the guitar in a small box (he even folded the poor tux.) He put
that box in a very tall box in the corner of his room. Putting his guitar in too, he shut the box
and labeled it, 'Open Only if in Need of Cheering Up.' Then he went to bed.
cuz I don't own the people who sing it. Enough said? Let's get on with this, shall we?
Summary: 1 1/2 months after the end of the movie, Kat and Patrick's relationship gets a bit
bumpy. After the break-up (it's so horrible...), events spin totally out of control, leaving
Patrick to decide what's more important: Kat's life, or his own.
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You Will Fly and You Will Crawl (Even Angels Fall)
Chapter 3- Borrowed CD's and Prom Tuxedos
*************************************************************************************************
Patrick was in his room when he picked up his guitar. He had bought it when he bought Kat's. His
was the second best in the store in his mind, second to her's.
Digging through his pile of CD's, Patrick found one that Kat had lended to him awhile ago.
Putting it in and setting the player to number 9, he decided to play the song once for old times
sake.
When you have no light to guide you
And no one to walk beside you
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
When the night is dark and stormy
You won't have to reach out for me
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Sometimes when all your dreams may have
seen better days
And you don't know how or why but you've
lost your way
Have no fear when your tears are fallin
I will hear your spirit callin
And I swear that I'll be there come what may
When you have no light to guide you
And no one to walk beside you
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
When the night is dark and stormy
You won't have to reach out for me
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Cause even if we can't be together
We'll be friends now and forever
And I swear that I'll be there come what may
When the night is dark and stormy
You won't have to reach out for me
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
We all need somebody we can turn to
Someone who'll always understand
So if you feel that your soul is dying
And you need the strength to keep trying
I'll reach out and take your hand
When you have no light to guide you
And no one to walk beside you
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
When the night is dark and stormy
You won't have to reach out for me
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Oh I will come to,
You, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Patrick stopped the CD player. Taking out the CD, he saw a symbol on the CD. Looking around, he
saw a piece of paper with the symbol on it. A lyric sheet.
"Hanson?" Patrick asked.
Putting the CD back in its case, Patrick threw it to the other side of his room.
Going through his entire room, Patrick found the things that reminded him of Kat. Two hours
later, he leaned back and looked at his work.
The Hanson CD. A cheap picture of them right after their one paintball session. His tux from the
prom. The ring she had given him for their one month aniversary. His Gibson Los Paul (which he
loved todeath.)
And an endless pile of letters and notes written by her. Most of them saying how much she loved
him and would never let him go.
Patrick put everything except the guitar in a small box (he even folded the poor tux.) He put
that box in a very tall box in the corner of his room. Putting his guitar in too, he shut the box
and labeled it, 'Open Only if in Need of Cheering Up.' Then he went to bed.