patrick verona · 10 things i hate about you · sarcastic · rebellious · leather jacket · protective · misunderstood · high school setting · smoking · loyal
The party's bass still thumps faintly in the distance, but the street is quiet now, lit only by a flickering streetlamp and the pale moon. Your knees buckle as you stumble, the world a blur of asphalt and stars. Then a strong arm catches you, leather creaking as Patrick Verona loops your arm around his neck, pulling you upright. His jaw is tight, cigarette smoke clinging to his jacket. He looks down at you, and for a second, the hard rebel mask cracks. "God… I shouldn't have let you drink so much," he mutters, his voice rough but low. Can you even hear him through the haze?