She Is Love
A Secret Of A Different Kind
Steph's POV
I walked in through the great front doors and stepped inside the house, inhaling the strong smell of lavender febreze. Wow.I thought to myself as I took in the grand house.The Lemiux family was flippin' loaded as hell. After greeting Mario and his family, I walked into the living room. Just as I was about to sit down on the leather sofa, my gaze went over to the double french sliding doors leading out to the pool, where he was standing. Sidney.Oh, shit. What was he doing here?I tried to look away, but I was too late. He locked eyes with me, and a grin appeared on his face. I sighed and plopped down on the sofa as he began to walk over towards me.
Sidney's POV
I stood outside with Letang and the others, talking about Geno's awesome overtime goal last night, when I could see someone staring at me, from the corner of my eye. I continued the conversation, but decided to look over to see who it was. Steph. Wait, what was she doing here? At Mario's house? I broke into a grin at the sight of seeing her again, and walked back towards the living room. I approached her, as she tried to avert my gaze. "What are you doing here?" I sat down next to her.
"Why, my dad can't just happen to be a close family friend of Mario's?" She had a hint of anger in her tone.
"No...I'm just saying..it's not everyday you see a fan from a game at, well, Mario Lemiux's house." Damn, was she hard to talk to. I saw her open her mouth to say something, when Geno walked over to us.
"There you are, Sid." He looked over at Steph. "And who is this? You no introduce us?" He smiled at me.
I laughed at Geno's broken english. "Uh, well, this is Stephanie Rourke. I met her at our first game of the season, and her dad is a close friend of Mario."
"Oh, well, it very nice to meet you." Geno smiled at Steph.
"Da. You too." She replied, as Geno's face lit up.
"You speak russian too?" He asked her, in awe.
"Yep. I come from a russian family." She said. Geno told us he would be outside, and left both of us alone.
"You wanna get to know me better, Steph?" I asked her.
"Why? What do you have in mind?" She asked me rather boredly.
"Well, I think we should play a game. I tell you a secret of mine, and you tell me a secret of yours."
"Well, that sounds fair. I wanna start." She replied ecstatically, sitting up form her slouched position.
Steph's POV
I took a second to think of something I could tell him. I had so many secrets, all of which I had never told anyone. I just didn't get close to anyone. Or let anyone get too close to me for them to know my secrets. So, this was kind of hard for me. "Okay, well, it was a couple of years ago, when I was 16. I was having some family problems..and problems with everything in general, I was so depressed, I had no one..and nothing. I felt so lost and so alone, and..I cut myself...But I never did it again. I only cut that one time, and cried the whole night, alone and never told anyone..I was too scared of what my brother would think.. I mean.." I felt tears gathering, and I blinked them away. I looked up at him, staring at me, looking quite shocked. "Um, it's your turn, now." He snapped back into focus.
"Oh yeah. Well...I still sleep with my stuffed animal I got after I won my first hockey game, at 4..." His cheeks flushed a bright red. I couldn't help but start laughing.
"Oh, my god, Sidney! You're what, 25!?" I couldn't stop laughing. "I'm sorry, but that is just, too cute!" My laughing subsided to giggles. He was clearly embarrassed, so I changed the topic back to me. "Well, another secret of mine is that, I've always wanted to skate, and play hockey." Sidney's mouth dropped.
"Wait, you've always wanted to play hockey?" He smirked.
"Hey don't be so mean, okay! I never told anyone. They'd probably laugh at me, because..well, I've always acted like I hated hockey with a passion." I looked down, and realized how close we were sitting. Our hands were almost touching. I moved away slightly. Sidney looked at me.
"Steph, when you first met me the other day, what did you think of me? You can be totally honest with me here." He turned sitting to face me, and looked straight into my eyes. That's when I realized how perfect his eyes were. They were the kind of eyes that you could just get lost in. And that's what I would have wanted to do. While still looking into his hazel eyes, I replied,
"Well, I thought you were just damn right annoying. Chasing after me like that, and all. Kind of like you were obsessing over me.." We stayed that way for a while, staring into each others eyes until Letang walked over to us.
"Um..guys? Foods ready outside." He walked away back towards the deck. Sidney got up, and helped me up.
"You say you want to play hockey, eh? Well, that shouldn't be a problem. Why don't you stop by practice tomorrow morning?"
"Sounds good." I replied.
I walked in through the great front doors and stepped inside the house, inhaling the strong smell of lavender febreze. Wow.I thought to myself as I took in the grand house.The Lemiux family was flippin' loaded as hell. After greeting Mario and his family, I walked into the living room. Just as I was about to sit down on the leather sofa, my gaze went over to the double french sliding doors leading out to the pool, where he was standing. Sidney.Oh, shit. What was he doing here?I tried to look away, but I was too late. He locked eyes with me, and a grin appeared on his face. I sighed and plopped down on the sofa as he began to walk over towards me.
Sidney's POV
I stood outside with Letang and the others, talking about Geno's awesome overtime goal last night, when I could see someone staring at me, from the corner of my eye. I continued the conversation, but decided to look over to see who it was. Steph. Wait, what was she doing here? At Mario's house? I broke into a grin at the sight of seeing her again, and walked back towards the living room. I approached her, as she tried to avert my gaze. "What are you doing here?" I sat down next to her.
"Why, my dad can't just happen to be a close family friend of Mario's?" She had a hint of anger in her tone.
"No...I'm just saying..it's not everyday you see a fan from a game at, well, Mario Lemiux's house." Damn, was she hard to talk to. I saw her open her mouth to say something, when Geno walked over to us.
"There you are, Sid." He looked over at Steph. "And who is this? You no introduce us?" He smiled at me.
I laughed at Geno's broken english. "Uh, well, this is Stephanie Rourke. I met her at our first game of the season, and her dad is a close friend of Mario."
"Oh, well, it very nice to meet you." Geno smiled at Steph.
"Da. You too." She replied, as Geno's face lit up.
"You speak russian too?" He asked her, in awe.
"Yep. I come from a russian family." She said. Geno told us he would be outside, and left both of us alone.
"You wanna get to know me better, Steph?" I asked her.
"Why? What do you have in mind?" She asked me rather boredly.
"Well, I think we should play a game. I tell you a secret of mine, and you tell me a secret of yours."
"Well, that sounds fair. I wanna start." She replied ecstatically, sitting up form her slouched position.
Steph's POV
I took a second to think of something I could tell him. I had so many secrets, all of which I had never told anyone. I just didn't get close to anyone. Or let anyone get too close to me for them to know my secrets. So, this was kind of hard for me. "Okay, well, it was a couple of years ago, when I was 16. I was having some family problems..and problems with everything in general, I was so depressed, I had no one..and nothing. I felt so lost and so alone, and..I cut myself...But I never did it again. I only cut that one time, and cried the whole night, alone and never told anyone..I was too scared of what my brother would think.. I mean.." I felt tears gathering, and I blinked them away. I looked up at him, staring at me, looking quite shocked. "Um, it's your turn, now." He snapped back into focus.
"Oh yeah. Well...I still sleep with my stuffed animal I got after I won my first hockey game, at 4..." His cheeks flushed a bright red. I couldn't help but start laughing.
"Oh, my god, Sidney! You're what, 25!?" I couldn't stop laughing. "I'm sorry, but that is just, too cute!" My laughing subsided to giggles. He was clearly embarrassed, so I changed the topic back to me. "Well, another secret of mine is that, I've always wanted to skate, and play hockey." Sidney's mouth dropped.
"Wait, you've always wanted to play hockey?" He smirked.
"Hey don't be so mean, okay! I never told anyone. They'd probably laugh at me, because..well, I've always acted like I hated hockey with a passion." I looked down, and realized how close we were sitting. Our hands were almost touching. I moved away slightly. Sidney looked at me.
"Steph, when you first met me the other day, what did you think of me? You can be totally honest with me here." He turned sitting to face me, and looked straight into my eyes. That's when I realized how perfect his eyes were. They were the kind of eyes that you could just get lost in. And that's what I would have wanted to do. While still looking into his hazel eyes, I replied,
"Well, I thought you were just damn right annoying. Chasing after me like that, and all. Kind of like you were obsessing over me.." We stayed that way for a while, staring into each others eyes until Letang walked over to us.
"Um..guys? Foods ready outside." He walked away back towards the deck. Sidney got up, and helped me up.
"You say you want to play hockey, eh? Well, that shouldn't be a problem. Why don't you stop by practice tomorrow morning?"
"Sounds good." I replied.
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