Alessandro;;Ella;;44

"Brent's in a depression? That's fucken hysterical!"


Stephanie says as her, Pat Kane, Patrick Sharp, Jonny, and I are sitting at the counter waiting for Christina, Nik, and Brent to get here. We're eating bagels and doughnuts on a Friday morning before game three of the Western Conference Finals as my skype goes off. So far, the boys are leading the series 2-0. "GUYS! ITS ALLY!" I yell as I answer the call and see her appear with a bun on top of her head. "HEY YOU LITTLE ITALIAN MUFFIN BITCH!" Patrick Sharp yells.


"Hey guys! I have excellent news!"
"Ally, who are they?" A man with a thick Italian accent asks.
"ALLY! WHOS THE ITALIAN STUD MUFFIN!?" We all yell.
"Oh this is Alessandro...my new boyfriend. That's my best friend Ella, Stephanie, Sharpie, Kanner, and Johnny."
"Who's Alessandro?"

We all look up and see Brent in the door way. I hit my head on Johnnys shoulder. This was not going to go well. I look to see Ally biting her lip because Brent walked in and thats the last thing she wants Brent to know is that she moved on and started seeing someone else. "Alright, everyone but Ella out of the kitchen," Brent yells.


"It's my kitchen," Stephanie tells him.
"OUT NOW!" Brent yells.
"Okay okay," Kanner tells him as they all go outside on the deck.
"Why me?" I whine.
"Because you've been her best friend since the sandbox and I wanna know who the fuck Alessandro is!"
"DON'T CALL MY NAME DON'T CALL MY NAME...ALESSANDRO!" Johnnie yells as he creaks the door open.
"I'M NOT YOUR BABE I'M NOT YOUR BABE--" Kane starts as Brent and I turn to the door.
"SHUT THE DOOR!" We both yell.
"Party poopers!" Jonnie laughs as he closes the door.


Brent and Ally are looking at each other right now. Alessandro isn't in the room right now and I can tell Brent's going to go from 0 to 360 in a matter of seconds. I see the rage forming in his face. He's not angry...he's pissed off. "Oh...so you go to Italy not only for an internship...but for  anew romance...I guess I wasn't good enough."


"Brent...don't take this the wrong way."
"Take what the wrong way? You know, I'm in the worst depression ever and you're going around sucking lips with some European."
"Brent calm down--" I try telling Brent but Ally cuts me off.
"Ally, I loved you---"
"If you loved me Brent, you would've let me come here."
"How long have you even been seeing this guy."
"I've been gone for a month, we met a few days after I got here."
"Great...a month...you dumped your boyfriend of atleast nine months for an Italian Stalion...I'm a  CANADIAN STALLION ALLY!"
"Brent I'm hanging up now...Ella I'll call you later."
"Whatever Ally, go off with him, see if I care you slut."
"FUCK YOU BRENT SEABROOK!"


And just like that, the call ended. I know Brent didn't mean to call her a slut, he was just angry. Brent walks over by the over and his back is facing me now as he's leaning on the ledges. I cross my arms over my chest. "How long have you known about Alessandro?" He finally talks.


"I just found out."
"I fucked up."
"I know. I also know you didn't mean to call her a slut."
"You know...I feel like we're living a soap oprea. First you and Kris, then the break up, then Stephanie and Pat got back together, you hooked up with Johnny, you and Johnny finally got together, then the break up, then the pregnancy, now this..."
"I know...it's just one thing after another."
"Honestly, tell me what I did wrong."
"You really wanna know?"
"Yes."
"Brent, you were being selffish."


We don't say anything. I look out the window to see the dumbasses trying to eavesdrop. I give them this glare as Brent finally speaks up. "You're right..." Good, atleast he's finally admitting that he did something wrong, because you know, Godforbid brent Seabrook doesn't admit he's wrong. "I really really fucked up...it's too late to fix it."


"Not really..."
"Ella...at this rate were going to the Stanley Cup finals."
"She comes back in July. We'll figure something out."
"Thanks for being my best friend."
"In the mean time Brent...lay off the carbs."
"Fuck you twig."


And in the mean time, I figured it would be best to find out what the deal was with the surprises that were going down tonight...


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A Proposal;;Christina;;43

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I end up graduating early due to all that summer school. I'm finally home in my Chicago Suburb house my mom owns and unpacking, since I'm moving back in with her for the time being. I flop myself on the bed. I'm done with college early, I have a job at one the high schools as a gym teacher, and a good boyfriend. Life couldn't get anybetter.


Or could it?


There's a knock on my bedroom door. I hear the door creak open and I look to see Nik standing there in jeans and a teeshirt. A smile forms to my face. "Unpacking?" He asks me as I nodd. He walks over to my wall and sees the pictures of Ella, Steph, Ally, and I from ages ago but points to one of Ella and I as power rangers in first grade while Ally is standing next to us in leafs gear. "Really Christina?" Nik points to the picture. I walk over and look at it. Ella's the pink ranger and I'm the yellow ranger.


"What, we were badass back in the day...Ally just decided to go against our wishes."


Nik hugs me from behind. This is not normal, because Nik only does this when he has a surprise for me...which usually doesn't happen that much. I bite my lip. "Mr. Hjalmarsson, what do you have up your sleeve this time?" I smile as he lets go. I sit on the bed as he paces back and forth around the room.


"Well..I love you, you love me, you're family finally loves me, my family thinks your a doll.."
"Honey, where the hell are you going with this?"
"You're confused aren't you?"
"Yeah...just alittle."
"Not surprised."
"Nik...what is going on?"


Nik comes over to me and kisses my head. Now I know he is dead on up to something. "Nik what the hell are you doing?"I ask as he gets down on knee and pulls out a box and holds it in his palm. Now I see what he's doing. I begin to shake.


Niklas Hjalmarsson is proposing to me.


I'm marrying a sweed.


Holy fuck I'm getting engaged.


"Christina, I love you so much. I swear you are the best thing to walk into my life," he begins as he opens up the box. There lays a silver tiffany ring with a medium sized rock. I gasped as I cover my hand over my mouth. The tears begin to form in my eyes. "Christina Helena Dimitris, will you marry me?"


At this point I can't stop crying because I don't know what the hell to say. Nik is laughing as I nodd my head while crying of happiness. "Is that a yes?" He laughs as I continue to cry. "YES!" I shout as he slips the ring on my finger. I then proceed to jump on top of him as he spins me around in the air. 


It then dawns on me.


I have to chose between the following people to be my maid of honnor: my sisters Olympia and Alexandra, my two best friends Stephanie and Ally, and my cousin Ella.


Fuck my life.

Sidney VS Pat;;Pat;;42;;

warning: this chapter is mainly emails between sidney and patrick

A few weeks have gone by. From what the doctor is telling Stephanie, she's doing great so far in her first trimester and is expected to have a healthy pregnancy and is due in November. Things have been going well hockey wise as well. It's now May and were close to the Stanley Cup finals, we just have to outbeat San Jose. 


Stephanie and Ella are taking finals right now and I just got out of practice. My blackberry goes off and I see that I have an email. I click my emails and I'm shocked to see an email from Sidney Crosby in my inbox. This outta to be good.


Patrick-


I heard the news about Stephanie, congrats buddy. I also know that we have a problem about who the father of the child is. If you think that I'm not going to be a good father to that child you have another thing coming.
-Sid


Sidney-


Thank you for the congrats but who says the child is yours? We don't know who the father is and odds are it could be me or it could be you or it could be someone else Stephanie hooked up with when she and I broke up. But don't take control of the situation until we know for sure who the father is.
-Patrick


Patrick-
We do know that the father is either you or I. Odds are it is me because we hooked up the night before opening ceremonies. You guys probably hooked up after the olympic break.
-Sidney


Sidney-
It isn't your concern on when Stephanie and I last had amazingly hot sex last but odds are you are not the father of her baby. by the way, we had sex the minute Ella got out of the hospital.
-Patrick


Was he really claiming that he was the father of Stephanies unborn child? Hell, he had another thing coming. He was now known as Whiney Arrogant Douchebag in my eyes.


Patrick-
You need to keep your sex life to yourself you cab beater. Atleast I don't cheat on people.
-Sidney


Sidney-
Atleast I dont hook up with people the way you hooked up with Stephanie. I don't know what your deal is but this means war.
-Patrick


Patrick-
Bring your A game buddy.
-Sidney


I throw the phone on the seat and drive away. I'm so mad right now I can barely drive in a straight line. Sid the Kid thinks he's gonna be the father of my girlfriends baby, eh? Oh, he's got another thing coming. The phone rings and I see Stephanie is calling. I answer the phone. "Hey," I say.


"Well...I have good news, I'm eligible to graduate early."
"What?!"
"Yeah, they want me to graduate early because I took summer school last year and now I'm eligible to graduate next weekend."
"I take it you're going too?"
"Obviously!"
"Congrats baby, I'm proud of you."
"Baby you okay?"
"Sidney Crosby is gonna get it."
"Honey we'll talk when I get home, just keep your anger to a minimum and drive safe."
"I will. Love you."
"Love you too."


I put the phone down and head toward her appartment. She's graduating early. I turn the car around and drive to Birid and Warner realtors. I need to man up and show Sidney Crosby whos boss. I walk in and the lady smiles at me as I'm thinking to myself I can't raise my child in a condo over looking the city. "Hi, what can I do for you?"


"I want to buy a house. It's a surprise for my girlfriend."


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Secrets Out;;Johnny;;41

A few days have gone by. It's Friday now, the NHL banquet gets moved to after the finals. I'm in my condo sitting at the counter, checking emails when the door opens. It's Adam Burish. He's the only one that knows about the Bridgid problem that was created. He sits on the high stool chair across from me. "She knows," he says.

"What do you mean she knows?" I ask.

"Dude, you really blew it. She would've found out eventually."

"Oh so you told her! Real smart Adam!"

"Dude she's pissed and is ready to kill Bridgid."

"What exactly did you tell her?"

"That you guys kissed and that was it. That you pulled away and said you couldn't do that to Ella. Lets just --"

My skype goes off. I look and see that I have a video call from Ally who is in Italy. I think about it. Isn't it like one in the morning over there? I press accept and the call loads. There's Ally, who hangs up the phone and looks pissed off. "YOU ARE A FUCKEN IDIOT TOEWS!"

"Let me guess, she told you?"

"Oh you bet your ass she told me. God damn it Toews, your so lucky I'm not there right now because your ass would be dead!"

"Yeah I know I'm a dumbass, thanks for telling me that."

"If I were you, I'd march over there and explain to your girlfriend what the fuck happened because were not going to have an episode of the Olympics."

"I'm going now."

"Good boy."

I grab my duffle in hopes of spending the night with Ella and speed over to the apartment. I bang on the door. Stephanie opens it and gives me the glare that could mean alot of things. "You are without a doubt --"

"Yes I know."

"She really doesn't wanna look at you."

"Stephanie I made a mistake."

"You promised you wouldn't pull a stunt Kris pulled."

"I know and I fucked up."

"If I could, I slap you one."

"You wouldn't --"

With that Stephanie punches the side of my face. "HOLY SHIT!" I yell really loud grabbing the side of my face as I fall on my ass. Ella comes to the door and shakes her head. I look up and saw that there was chocolate all over her face. At least I knew she was eating and not starving herself. "Stephanie, you're pregnant."

"Yeah, that doesn't mean I still can't kick your ass."

"Let him in," Ella says.

"You sure because ten minutes ago you were saying how mad you were at him and that you --"

"Stephanie, just let him in, he and I are going to talk."

This wasn't sounding good. I got up and sit at the counter as I throw my duffle beside the chair. Shes standing on the other side on the counter, wiping her face off with a wet napkin. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" She asks me as I run my hand through my hair.

"That I regret what I did the other day."

"You know, during the Olympics you told me that you wouldn't pull this shit. You are without a doubt a fucken liar and I don't know why I trusted you."

"I fucked up I know, but everyone does. Ella, all we did was kiss, and I stopped because I realized what was happening. I don't love her."

"Prove it."

"Oh so you want me to prove it?"

"Yes."

"Come for a ride with me."

"No."

"Ella.."

"Fine."

The car ride is silent and the sun is setting. Were back at the lake were at during the winter when we saw the sunset. She's standing in there lake with her jeans rolled up to her ankles and looks like she's having deja-vu. I kick my shoes off and thank God i'm wearing shorts. I'm standing in the lake next to her. "Ella, if I could, I'd take a blanket of stars to show you how beautiful you are."

"I knew you were going to say that."

"How's that?"

"Don't worry about it. Johnny, why though? Why did you do that?"

"Ella, if I could, I'd pull down the moon for you."

"And what would you do then after you pull the moon down?"

"I'd go back to the day you kissed Kris in September."

"Really?"

"I'd tell you I loved you instead of arguing with you about Kris. Ella, I love you so much."

Ella's looking at her reflection in the lake. A single tear rolls down her cheek. At this point I'm not sure what the hell is going to happen next. She then finally looks at me. "Stay tonight, please?" She asks me as I pull her into a hug. She's gripping on my teeshirt as I'm running my hand through her hair.

"Of course baby, I'm not going anywhere."

"Good," she giggled as I kiss the top of her head.

We stop hugging and I bent down to the water. She looks at me funnily. "Johnny, what the hell are you doing?" She asks as I splash her with water. She runs out and throws her shoes on and picks up my keys. "I will seriously drive away without you Tazer."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Stop me," she says, taking her flip flops off and holding them.

I then begin chasing her back to the car. She's screaming as she notices I'm catching up to her. We make it to the car at the same time and I grab her from behind. "AH!" She's laughing as she grabs my arms that are wrapped around her. She's looking at me now as I hold her tighter. We don't say anything but I can see her devious smile. "I guess you're not getting your keys back."

"I guess you want me to destroy you're flipflops."

"Here, have your keys," she says giving me the keys.

"That's what I thought.

We're in the car on the way back now as she blares Justin Bieber. I look at her and shake my head. "Ella, you're 21 and you listen to Justin Bieber? God, my girlfriend is a nutcase," I joke as she playfully hits my shoulder. A smile forms on my face as I'm forced to listen to the kid sing.

and Imma be your one guy

and you'll be my number one girl

always makin time for you

imma tell you one time

That's when I noticed myself singing along to the song. Ella's looking at me now and laughing. "Oh, so I guess the secrets out that Jonathan Toews aka Captain Serious likes Justin Bieber!" She jokes as I give her a look.

"I HATE being called Capatain Serious."

"It's not my fault your captain serious in bed," she laughs.

"You're world is my world and my fight is your fight. My breath is your breath, when you hurt, now I got my one love, my one heart, my one life for sure, let me tell you one time!"

"Oh if only the guys knew you knew the words to this song..."

I smile as I focused on the road. I then think about my life and all that I've acheived. I'm 22. I'm playing professional hockey, I'm in the Stanley Cup Playoffs for the second year in a row, and I'm in love with the greatest italian to ever walk the face of earth. I smile to myself.

I am one lucky bastard. Enough said.

The Phone Call;;Ella/Johnny;;40

It's Tuesday, the day Ally is being shipped off to Italy. We're all the airport except for Brent, only beause I told him the day I bitched him out that he was a jackass who needed to get his head examined. He proceeded to tell me that I'm a whore who moves on from one hockey player to the next.

Funny, because I never slept with Kris and he was the first hockey player I dated.

We're standing by the secruity gate with Ally. Johnny, Stephanie, Kanner, and I. She's over the whole Brent ordeal. "Tell Brent I hope he dies," she jokes as I shake my head.

"That's not nice," I laugh.
"Just think about it," Kanner begins. "You're gonna start fresh and new in Italy. Vincenzo will be you're next boyfriend!"
"Vincenzo? Okay, have you been hanging around Ella too much?" she laughs.
"Oh you know it."
"Well, I should be off," she sighs.

We say our goodbyes and leave. The four of us decide to go get lunch. We end up going to Nono Pinos Italian Cafe in Park Ridge. We sit at our table and look through the menu. The waitress brings a basket of bread and Stephanie attacks it. I shake my head, the thought of my best friend pregnant at our age was just werid. "What are you getting?" Johnny asks me.

"Probably pasta."
"Really? I would've never guessed that!"
"Funny," I crack a smile. "Have you heard from Sidney?"
"The whinney bitch?" Kanner says with a mouthful of bread.
"Yes, I have. Once I'm in my thrid trimester he's going to come down and take a DNA test, but right now, we are going t keep it on the downlow."
"Smart choice. Has anyone talked to Brent?" I asked.
"Dude, he's been a bitch lately!" Johnny says taking a sip of water. "Like, you say one thing to him and he blows up at you."
"I know, I'm kind of tempted into giving him a box of tampons," Kanner jokes.

We eat and drive away serperatly. Johnny's phone goess off and his face drops when he see's the call. "Who is it?" I ask as he picks up the phone. "Hello? Bridgid--" I didn't need to hear that name.I hated that bitch more than anything in the world. "Look, calm down...yes, I'll come by. Alright. It was Bridgid."

"Exactly what does you exgirlfriend want?" I ask him.
"She wants me to come and talk. Something happened."
"Okay what happened?"
"I don't know. Nothing will happen to us okay?"
"I trust you," I say looking out the window.

Johnny drops me off at the appartment and drives off. I try not to think about he incident. An hour goes by and he's back. I smile. "Hey...what happened?" I ask him as he kisses my cheek. He sits on the couch across from me, running his hands through his hair. 


"She needed guy advice," Johnny says.
"Is that it? She called you for guy advice?"
"Yes."


For some odd reason, I feel like Johnny isn't telling me the full story. I'm not in the mood for this but I dont feel like starting drama, I've had enough of that for the time being. "If you say so," I smile at him. "Are you spending the night?"


"Not tonight, I have to get up early and stuff. This weekend?"
"I bought my dress for the NHL banquet," I smile.
"Can I see?"
"No. It's a surprise."
"You're like freaken dangling Ella."
"Oh you can wait."
"I have to go, I'll call you tonight."


And with that, I watch Johnny walk out the door. Something was bugging him, I knew it, but I couldn't think about what was bugging him. He couldn't have cheated on me, but would he?


Johnny


"Johnny baby, I miss you."
"Bridge, I have someone now."
"Johnny, let me feel you're lips against mine."
"Bridge, I can't do that to Ella."
"ELLA!?"
"This will be the last time you see me."


I woke up that night with the replay of the hell that had happened at Bridgids. I look at my clock. 1:34 AM. 12 hours ago I did the stupidest thing of my life that I regreted. I usually don't regret anything, but this, this was something I did regret.


I kissed my exgirlfriend behind Ella's back and to top it off, I lied to Ella about the whole thing. I don't know what came over me. I want to give Ella the whole fucken world and there I go and fuck things up. I close my eyes again, hoping for sleep tonight...


...Even though I knew sleep was definatly not going to happen.


short, i know but the next chapter is going to be longer, i promise!. enjoy!. 

The Smack Down;;Ally;;39

Earlier that Day


I knock on the door of Brents house that day. I'm thinking of how to tell him this without him freaking out. I know he wants me to get this internship but now with me leaving next week for Italy until July and his team going to the playoffs, it's all too sudden.


And when Brent Seabrook gets pissed, his temper fires.


"Hey babe," he smiles.
"Hey," I smile, walking in. "Can we sit down?" 
"Is everything okay?"


I sit on the couch as he sits on the coffee table. I run my hand through my hair. "Baby, you can tell me," he says, putting his hand on my hand. Oh God, here we go, the outburst was going to begin after the following words came out of my mouth.


"I got that internship."
"The one in Italy? Baby, that's great! We'll go out to celebrate tonight!"
"Brent, I leave next week..."
"Oh, I'm sure youll be back in no time."
"Brent, I won't be back until July."


Brents facial expression drops as he runs his hands though his hair and the back of his neck. I wasn't sure what was going to come next of this situation, but I definatly wasn't prepared for what he was about to say before the smackdown was going to happen. "Ally...were in the Stanley Cup playoffs."


"Brent, I know. I didn't think I'd be gone that long."
"Ally, the one thing that could boost my career is going down and you're going to Italy."
"Brent, this internship could get me any photography job I wanted. I have to go."
"No, you're not going."
"What?!"


No one was going to tell me what to do and not do. 


"Ally, I'm not going to let you go."
"Oh, so you're gonna let this big opportunity for me pass so I can watch you be in the playoffs!? What if you don't even make it past the first round, let alone win the cup?"
"Ally, I think my job is alittle more important than you're right now."
"Oh yeah, men beating each other on the ice, which I like might I add, is more important than my schooling? Brent, for the past eight months I've been supporting you're ass, skipping school to come watch you play, let alone miss two weeks to watch you win the gold medal. Couldn't you do something for me?"
"Like what?"
"Let me go on this trip."
"Ally, you're not going."
"I guess you're not my boyfriend then."
"Ally wait!"


He's now following me to the front door of his house. I begin to open the door but he steps infront of the door, blocking me from doing so. Now this was getting rediculos. "Ally, don't do this."


"Brent, I'm going to Italy."
"So what happens with us than?"
"I guess you don't have a girlfriend."


Ally's bedroom


Ella and Stephanie are in my bedroom sitting on the bed now. I just spilt my guts about what had happened at Brents house. Stephanies shaking her head and Ella's looking like she's ready to punch a bitch. "Well then..." Ella begins, looking at the bed sheets. "This has been a dramafilled day. Stephanie doesn't know who the father of her baby is, your going to Europe and are single and I get to meet the family on Friday!"


"Stephanie, when the hell are you due?" I ask her.
"I find out tomorrow. I'm guessing Janurary, which is good because school will almost be over with and it maybe easier to raise the kid."
"I can't fucken believe him," Ella snaps, still on the Brent subject.
"I really don't want to talk to him -- Ella, where the fuck are you going?"
"To kick Brent's ass, I'll be back," she says leaving the room.
"Is she fucken serious right now?" I ask Stephanie.
"Look at it like this, you'll meet a cute Italian boy named...oh, I don't know, Giovanni!"
"Good joke Stephanie."
"Besides, if Brent really did love you, he'd be supporting you with this. Obviously, he's being a dick, you don't need that."


For once in my life, Stephanie is making sense with my boy issues. Hell to Brent Seabrook, I was going to find me a cute Italian boy who played soccer. I smile at Stephanie. "Let's celebrate when Ella gets back, eh?" She suggests at me as I nodd my hell and watch her laugh as the following words come out of my mouth,


"Ciao Brent Seabrook!"

Life Changes;;Ella;;38

It's April now. Things have changed for everyone big time. I finally get better, go back to work and school, and focus on my relationship with Johnny. I'm not on speaking terms with my mom because I found out she refused to come see me when I was sick because she said I did it to myself. I'm closer to my dad now more than I ever have been because he stayed with me 100%, along with Johnny, Jay, and Alfonso. Johnny stayed with me when he was home at my dad's house. I've noticed Stephanie and I have been working with Bridgid more than usual now, not to mention she knows that I know about the limo party and she knows about Johnny and mines relationship, which she's doing everything possible to sabotage, even though she already did that for Kris and I. Johnny and I have been dating for a month now, things are right now going good, and I like it.


That would be my life in a nutshell right now.


I'm at lunch with Stephanie and Ally. We're counting down the days when Christina comes home for the summer. We're at Panera right now eating and gossiping. Ally has news about the interview she had about her internship she may get in Italy. I'm looking at Stephanie and notice something different. She's putting a lot of weight on. She hasn't been stressed or upset, but somethings different about her. She was sick the past few days...then it clicks with me as she says the following, "Guys, I've been late for two weeks now."


She's pregnant.


"WHAT!?" Ally and I shout at once.
"I have to go to the gyno...I took a test...I'm pregnant."
"Oh...my...wait, who's the father?!" Ally asked.
"Yeah...I don't know. Sid and I hooked up during the Olympics...then Patrick and I got back together and we did it..."
"Oh well this is great," I laugh.
"Ella...it's not funny, I'm gonna talk to the doctor then tell Patrick but no one is allowed to say anything!"
"I have good news...I got that internship!"
"OH MY GOD! When do you leave!?" Stephanie asks.
"Next week...I'm gone til July."
"What about Brent, does he know?"
"He told me to go for the interview, but now with the playoffs and shit...god to think we're already in the playoffs it feels like yesterday Ella just slapped her boyfriend during the preseason and had to chose--"
"Okay shut up right there. I'm sure Brent will understand."


Ally's phone goes off. It's Brent. She picks up then hangs up. "I'm gonna meet up with him and tell him. I'll talk to you guys later," she says leaving. I'm sitting across from Stephanie who gets a phone call from Patrick. "I'm gonna meet up with him and tell him whats going down. I'll keep you posted." 


I'm sitting alone now, nibbling on my salad as someones hands cover my eyes. This is pretty awkward, because I'm in a public place. "If this is Nik, I'll tell your girlfriend about your obessession with Meghan Fox," I joke as I hear the person laughing. I recognize the laugh right away. It's Johnny. "Or it's my boyfriend thinking he's super cute doing that in a public place!" 


"How'd you know?" He asked, kissing my cheek before sitting across from me.
"You're laugh is easy to catch on too."
"Why are you eating alone?" He asks me.
"I wasn't. Stephanie and Ally ditched me for their boyfriends."
"Awe I'm sorry."
"Ehh, I'll live. How was practice."
"It was alright. I got a phone call from my mom. Her and dad want to meet you."


I drop my fork. His parents want to meet me. I only met his mom for a fraction of a milisecond in the fourth grade at Ally's birthday party, but that was it. I never really met her. Now he's introducing me as his girlfriend, not the girl he was mean to in the fourth grade, but as his girlfriend. "Are they coming here?" I ask, picking the fork back up.


"Yeah, they're leaving friday. They want to do dinner at Carsons."
"Great, now I need an outfit."
"No, it'll be fine. Hey the NHL banquet is coming up."


Oh jesus that blessed event.


"Really?" I ask, before taking a sip of water.
"You're going to go right?"
"When is it?" I ask.
"Two weeks from Friday, gives you time to get an outfit together," he says as I smile. 
"Of course I'll go."
"Good, that's what I want to hear. Can we make it like prom and Ill buy you a corsage?"
"No."
"I'm still going to."
"Fine, I'll get you a boutnier," I laugh.


I clean up and we leave hand in hand as we walk around the city. We go to Navy Pier and over look the lake. It's still kind of chilly for April but I manage to stay warm with Johnnys Jack Daniels hoodie, which is very comfy might I add. My phone vibrates, it's a text from Stephanie.


Apartment now. Patricks going to kill me.


Johns with me. Can he come.


He might as well since he'll find out sooner or later.


"Apartment now."
"Why whats wrong?"
"Stephanies pregnant."
"Who's the father?"
"Good question."
"That's such a good joke."
"I'm dead serious lets go."


We get to the appartment and find Stephanie in tears as Patricks hugging her. The two of us sit at the counter as Patrick tells us what happened. He made her call Sidney and he didn't believe her and now he wants to fly out here after play offs to find out who the father is. "Odds are Stephanie I'm the father," Patricks telling her as she's crying in his chest.


"But what if you're not?"
"I'm still your boyfriend, I'll be a better father than that whiney bitch."


The door swings open. Ally walks in looking pissed. We all turn and look at her. "I HATE BRENT SEABROOK!" And with that, she storms to her room. I follow her to her room and sit on her bed. "Wanna talk about it..."


And just like that...she spills her guts, only making me want to kick Brents ass...