Coming Back
One
Mia POV:
" I cannot believe you are dragging me into this!" I say as I grab my purse from the couch.
" Aw, come on, if you're scared you'll see Patrick there, you don't have to come in the locker room, I'll run in, get Jon and we can go to dinner," said my best friend Carmen.
"Alright, but if we run into him, don't get mad if I punch your boyfriend's best friend in the face," I replied.
"Never" she laughed.
My name is Mia Tall and I have moved to Chicago with my besty, Carmen to start a new life. We have now been living here for two months and my best friend, of course, got a boyfriend in the first 3 weeks of living here. Her boyfriend is none other than Blackhawks captain, Jonathon Toews, he's super nice but his best friend and teammate, Patrick Kane is my mortal enemy even though I haven't spoken to him since middle school.
Flashback:
I had just finished up hockey practice when one of my teammates, then just a jock but not famous asked me to the 8 grade homecoming dance. I of course said yes as we were good friends and I had always had a little crush on this teenager with the strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes.
At the dance: We arrived into our crowded school gymnasium and I left to get some punch but when i got back he was nowhere in sight. Thinking he had gone to see some friends, I went looking for him. And I found him alright, making out with some airhead cheerleader. Being the hockey player I was I dragged him to the punch bowl and stuck his head in the sugary drink. When I picked his head up he looked surprised which is probably why he hadn't fought back. I started screaming at him and then when I was finished I waited for him to say something. " I'm sooo sorry" he finally replied quietly, " she kissed me." "Well, it looked you were kissing right back!" I retorted. He looked very sad and hurt and I was about to forgive him when the cheerleader that had been kissing him stomped up and said "Stop swooning over my boyfriend" and then had proceeded to push me into the table of food behind me. All through highschool whenever he approached me, I gave gave him the death stare.
We headed out to the car, me in my dress that was cut mid-thigh and jean jacket and Carmen in her red, sparkly cami and short shorts, not attire for an ice rink but we were going to dinner afterwards. When we arrived at the United Center, we went through security and both bought chilly dogs (we worked out so much that it didn't matter what we ate.) We sta down in the huge stadium and the boys skated out for warm-ups. Jon winked at us whenever he went by and I saw Patrick a couple times but he didn't acknowledge us. Chicago won 3-2 in overtime.
Carmen kept her promise and went into the locker room and got Jon, but who was following bot none other than Patrick Kane.
Patrick's POV:
When I had asked to come celebrate with Jon and his girlfriend, I did not know that Mia was going to be there. Sure, I knew Carmen had been Mia's best friend but I did not know that Mia and Carmen had moved together. That night at the dance was the last thing I wanted to happen. I had asked Mia because I was planning on breaking up with my current girlfriend and I really liked Mia but I never got the chance. At the dance when Mia left I walked up to my girlfriend, planning to end things but she had kissed me and Mia saw. I had tried to explain but whenever I got close she gave me the death glare. Now, here I was staring into her sea green eyes thinking about how pretty she looked. "Snap out of it" I thought. Carmen looked frantically between us trying to detect looks of hatred but we both decided to keep calm as Jon did not know about us.
Jon "introduced" us and we headed out to an overly crowded restaurant. The girls ordered steak and wine while the boys ordered beer and steak. The whole time was spent in awkward and abrupt conversation, Jon totally oblivious. Finally, it was time to go. We said our goodbyes and Carmen and Jon stopped to give each other pecks on the lips before we walked home. Me and Jon talked about hockey and tactics for how we would win the Stanley Cup on the way home but as soon as we arrived at our apartment he said "okay, what is up with you and Mia?!"
"What?" I said innocently.
"You think I didn't notice something was up, I am not stupid. You guys didn't say one word to each other and it is very unlikely that you wouldn't hit on a girl who is extremely hot and single."
I sighed and said "let's just say that we have had a... past."
He looked at me and nodded, urging me to go on. I let everything out and even admitted I really liked her. I usually wasn't so sentimental, I was usually the smooth, kick-ass guy who could get all the girls I wanted and get a hat-trick in one night. Needless to say, I was not used to this, being ignored by a girl, even one who hated me, was new to me, and the thing is I kind of still like her. Jon understood. He stood up, smiled and said "Let's go to a club, you clearly need to get your mind of things and we don't have practice tomorrow." I smiled back and agreed, I would definitely be able to get my mind off things tonight.
" I cannot believe you are dragging me into this!" I say as I grab my purse from the couch.
" Aw, come on, if you're scared you'll see Patrick there, you don't have to come in the locker room, I'll run in, get Jon and we can go to dinner," said my best friend Carmen.
"Alright, but if we run into him, don't get mad if I punch your boyfriend's best friend in the face," I replied.
"Never" she laughed.
My name is Mia Tall and I have moved to Chicago with my besty, Carmen to start a new life. We have now been living here for two months and my best friend, of course, got a boyfriend in the first 3 weeks of living here. Her boyfriend is none other than Blackhawks captain, Jonathon Toews, he's super nice but his best friend and teammate, Patrick Kane is my mortal enemy even though I haven't spoken to him since middle school.
Flashback:
I had just finished up hockey practice when one of my teammates, then just a jock but not famous asked me to the 8 grade homecoming dance. I of course said yes as we were good friends and I had always had a little crush on this teenager with the strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes.
At the dance: We arrived into our crowded school gymnasium and I left to get some punch but when i got back he was nowhere in sight. Thinking he had gone to see some friends, I went looking for him. And I found him alright, making out with some airhead cheerleader. Being the hockey player I was I dragged him to the punch bowl and stuck his head in the sugary drink. When I picked his head up he looked surprised which is probably why he hadn't fought back. I started screaming at him and then when I was finished I waited for him to say something. " I'm sooo sorry" he finally replied quietly, " she kissed me." "Well, it looked you were kissing right back!" I retorted. He looked very sad and hurt and I was about to forgive him when the cheerleader that had been kissing him stomped up and said "Stop swooning over my boyfriend" and then had proceeded to push me into the table of food behind me. All through highschool whenever he approached me, I gave gave him the death stare.
We headed out to the car, me in my dress that was cut mid-thigh and jean jacket and Carmen in her red, sparkly cami and short shorts, not attire for an ice rink but we were going to dinner afterwards. When we arrived at the United Center, we went through security and both bought chilly dogs (we worked out so much that it didn't matter what we ate.) We sta down in the huge stadium and the boys skated out for warm-ups. Jon winked at us whenever he went by and I saw Patrick a couple times but he didn't acknowledge us. Chicago won 3-2 in overtime.
Carmen kept her promise and went into the locker room and got Jon, but who was following bot none other than Patrick Kane.
Patrick's POV:
When I had asked to come celebrate with Jon and his girlfriend, I did not know that Mia was going to be there. Sure, I knew Carmen had been Mia's best friend but I did not know that Mia and Carmen had moved together. That night at the dance was the last thing I wanted to happen. I had asked Mia because I was planning on breaking up with my current girlfriend and I really liked Mia but I never got the chance. At the dance when Mia left I walked up to my girlfriend, planning to end things but she had kissed me and Mia saw. I had tried to explain but whenever I got close she gave me the death glare. Now, here I was staring into her sea green eyes thinking about how pretty she looked. "Snap out of it" I thought. Carmen looked frantically between us trying to detect looks of hatred but we both decided to keep calm as Jon did not know about us.
Jon "introduced" us and we headed out to an overly crowded restaurant. The girls ordered steak and wine while the boys ordered beer and steak. The whole time was spent in awkward and abrupt conversation, Jon totally oblivious. Finally, it was time to go. We said our goodbyes and Carmen and Jon stopped to give each other pecks on the lips before we walked home. Me and Jon talked about hockey and tactics for how we would win the Stanley Cup on the way home but as soon as we arrived at our apartment he said "okay, what is up with you and Mia?!"
"What?" I said innocently.
"You think I didn't notice something was up, I am not stupid. You guys didn't say one word to each other and it is very unlikely that you wouldn't hit on a girl who is extremely hot and single."
I sighed and said "let's just say that we have had a... past."
He looked at me and nodded, urging me to go on. I let everything out and even admitted I really liked her. I usually wasn't so sentimental, I was usually the smooth, kick-ass guy who could get all the girls I wanted and get a hat-trick in one night. Needless to say, I was not used to this, being ignored by a girl, even one who hated me, was new to me, and the thing is I kind of still like her. Jon understood. He stood up, smiled and said "Let's go to a club, you clearly need to get your mind of things and we don't have practice tomorrow." I smiled back and agreed, I would definitely be able to get my mind off things tonight.