Begin Again.
Chapter 9
"Erika!" I yelled out in frustration, my voice echoing off the bathroom walls. "Can you help me with this?" I walked quickly from the bathroom to Erika's room, who sat on her bed with her laptop with her headphones in.
"Erika!" I yelled and clapped to get her attention. Her head snapped up and she looked at me, immediatley bursting out laughing at my hair.
"It's not funny." I said dryly and folded my arms across my chest. Erika eventually got ahold of herself and walked over to me, working her hands into my hair and trying to undo the damage. "Jesus, Steph." She said, focusing her eyes on my hair. "The hell did you do?"
I shook my head and rubbed the back of my neck, not knowing how to answer that. I had straightened my hair and attempted to put a small french braid across my crown and pull it into a ponytail, but I had ended up making a giant frizzy, tangled mess.
Erika was working her magic, brushing out the tangled and rebraiding. My date with Tuukka was tonight, and I was really nervous about it. I'd never had much luck with dates, but then again I'd never had luck with love or anything that came close to love either. I could tell that I was really starting to fall for this kid; we acted like we'd known each other for months when we had only known each other for a week. I just really hoped everything worked out well.
"There," Erika said, pulling away from my hair and examing her work. "Beautiful." She smiled and pulled me into a hug, telling me to have fun tonight, but not too much fun. I told her I wouldn't and headed back to the bathroom, trying to finish my eyeshadow before Tuukka got here.
I hardly ever wore makeup and Tuukka's seen me without it, but I felt like it was nessicary for tonight. I wore a denim jacket with a white lace top underneith and black leggings. I also threw on my combat boot and a purple scarf. It was a pretty warm evening, considering it was late January, it was only around 45 degrees out. So i figured I wouldn't need a jacket.
Suddenly I heard a knock on my door that sent butterflies through my stomach, and I found myself practically skipping to open it. When I did, I saw Tuukka holding a bouquet of flowers and holding them out to me.
"For you, my love." He said overdramatically. I giggled and kissed his cheek.
"Aww, thanks Tuuk." I said while pulling him inside. "Lemme just put them in some water and we can go."
"About 10 minutes later we sat in Tuukka's car, cruising through Boston. The city lights shined on his face and the horsepower engine in her car roared.
"We need some music," I suggested, turning up his radio that happened to be on a top hits station.
"No." He scolded and turned it back down. "I hate thats stuff, it all sounds exactly the same. It horrible." I shrugged and took my phone out of my jacket pocket.
"I guess," I said slowly. "But you've never heard country, have you?" I plugged my phone into his car and he answered slowly.
"No..."
"So then I guess I could say you've never heard Carrie Underwood?" He seemed to recognize her name.
"She's married to Fisher, right?" I nodded and pulled on her pandora station.
"Yup, and her voice is like porn."
(Tuukka's P.O.V.)
listen... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9_k4xy2uPg
Steph put some country music on, Carrie Underwood to be specific, and blasted it loudly through my car. I wasn't going to lie, I kind of enjoyed this music. I was way better than the Top 100 shit that I always heard playing at games and stuff.
I looked at the song, called "Cowboy Casanova" and mentally added it to my list of songs to buy on iTunes.
She danced in her seat and sang to the music, knowing every word and hitting every note perfectly, if not perfectly than better than Carrie. I was impressed, I'd never heard someone sing like that. I raised my eyebrows and watched her as she belted out loud and I couldn't keep my eyes off her.
"Why didn't you tell me you could sing?!" I yelled to her over the music. She smiled and blushed a little.
"I didn't know that I could, no ones heard me besides Erika!" She yelled out.
"Well you're amazing!" I yelled back to her. She proceeded singing her heart out and leaving me stunned with every note she hit. She looked beautiful, Her hair pulled out of her face and eyes shining bright, smiling her perfect smile. She was perfect and I wanted her to be all mine.
"Oh my God!" Steph cried out, covering her mouth with her hands. "You rented out the Garden?!" I chuckled and shrugged.
"It's nothing really..." She took in her surroundings.
"I always dreamed of skating here when I played hockey, and now I finally get to!" She looked so happy and hugged me tight, whispering thank you into my ear.
We laced our skates and started skating around in circles, and I laced my fingers with hers. "I've told you all about my life and love life Tuukka." She said randomly. "I think I should know about yours." I sighed.
"Well, my name is Tuukka Mikeal Rask, and I'm from Savonlinna, Finland. I have a younger brother, Joonas. I started playing hockey when I was around six and I got drafted by the Bruins a few years ago, and my birthday is March 10th." I paused. "As far as love life goes, I dated this girl Jasmiina for four years in high school. Then I walked in on her riding the Football Captain's dick..." My voice trailed off and Steph squeezed my hand and looked at my sadly.
The memory still hurt to think about.
"Since Jasmiina, I've had probably only one or two girlfriends, and they were nothing serious. Then I've had a couple puck sluts.." I turned to look at Steph who finished my sentence for me. "And now you have me." She said with a smile.
"And now I have you." I smiled at her and cupped her face. I leant in and kissed her slowly, melding her lips into mine and she kissed me back, wrapping her arms around my neck as mine moved to her waist. She pushed my head forward, deepening the kiss and her tounge found mine. Electricity surged through my body; I wanted her so bad. She suprised me by jumping up and wrapping her legs around my waist, almost knocking me over. She was aggressive and I liked it. I grabbed a hold of her ass and kissed her neck, letting my teeth graze at her soft skin. She let out a moan and grinded her hips into mine. I gasped and she grabbed my chin and brought my mouth back to hers, our tounges meeting again. I bit her bottom lip and she responded by grinding herself harder into me and I could practically feel her pussy on my dick. The thought of it drove me insane and I pulled at her hair and sucked on her neck. She breathed hard, until she realized that we were dry humping in the middle of and ice rink and pulled away, jumping off of me. "I'm sorry," She said, looking embarassed. "I usually don't get that uh...animalistic." I was still trying to catch my breath and said. "It's fine, really." I smiled at her and kissed her softly. "You hungry?" I asked. She nodded. "Can I pick the place though? I know this one you'll love."
"So let me get this straight," I said, looking at her. "They take chips, Doritos as you call them, and turn it into a shell, fill it with delicous toppings and you eat it. She nodded and wiped orange chip residue from her face. "Doritos Locos Tacos, baby," She said. "It's genius, try it." I shrugged and took a huge bite, my mouth exploding with flavor. It was amazing, she was right. "Holy shit," I said with my mouth full. "I told you!" Steph giggled. We sat in the parking lot of a Taco Bell, splitting the 6 tacos Steph had ordered for us. She had already eaten two, leaving 4 for me. She leaned against the seat and hummed to Carrie Underwood that was playing lightly in the background. I liked this girl, alot. I never wanted to go anywhere or do anything without her. I felt like I could tell her anything and she'd always be there for me no matter what. She was like my best friend that I cared about and loved kissing, but it wasn't friends with benefits because there was a feeling there. A strong feeling that made me think about her all day everyday. "Wanna go to my game Monday night?" I blurted out to her. "I have two tickets, glass seats. You can meet the guys after and I'll get you a jersey." Her eyes got wide and she jumped around her seat excitedly. "Oh my God, yes!" She exclaimed, jumping around. "I'd love too!" She kissed my lips and tasted like Doritos. I smiled at her and started the drive home, holding her hand as I drove. She taught me Carrie Underwood lyrics as we drove, making me like her as much as she did. I pulled in next to her apartment and kissed her softly. "Goodnight, beautiful." I whispered. She pecked my lips. "Goodnight." She smiled and got out of the car and walked into her apartment. As I drove away I found myself listening to a country station on the radio and smiling for no reason. That was when I realized I was slowly but sure;y falling in love with Steph.
"Erika!" I yelled and clapped to get her attention. Her head snapped up and she looked at me, immediatley bursting out laughing at my hair.
"It's not funny." I said dryly and folded my arms across my chest. Erika eventually got ahold of herself and walked over to me, working her hands into my hair and trying to undo the damage. "Jesus, Steph." She said, focusing her eyes on my hair. "The hell did you do?"
I shook my head and rubbed the back of my neck, not knowing how to answer that. I had straightened my hair and attempted to put a small french braid across my crown and pull it into a ponytail, but I had ended up making a giant frizzy, tangled mess.
Erika was working her magic, brushing out the tangled and rebraiding. My date with Tuukka was tonight, and I was really nervous about it. I'd never had much luck with dates, but then again I'd never had luck with love or anything that came close to love either. I could tell that I was really starting to fall for this kid; we acted like we'd known each other for months when we had only known each other for a week. I just really hoped everything worked out well.
"There," Erika said, pulling away from my hair and examing her work. "Beautiful." She smiled and pulled me into a hug, telling me to have fun tonight, but not too much fun. I told her I wouldn't and headed back to the bathroom, trying to finish my eyeshadow before Tuukka got here.
I hardly ever wore makeup and Tuukka's seen me without it, but I felt like it was nessicary for tonight. I wore a denim jacket with a white lace top underneith and black leggings. I also threw on my combat boot and a purple scarf. It was a pretty warm evening, considering it was late January, it was only around 45 degrees out. So i figured I wouldn't need a jacket.
Suddenly I heard a knock on my door that sent butterflies through my stomach, and I found myself practically skipping to open it. When I did, I saw Tuukka holding a bouquet of flowers and holding them out to me.
"For you, my love." He said overdramatically. I giggled and kissed his cheek.
"Aww, thanks Tuuk." I said while pulling him inside. "Lemme just put them in some water and we can go."
"About 10 minutes later we sat in Tuukka's car, cruising through Boston. The city lights shined on his face and the horsepower engine in her car roared.
"We need some music," I suggested, turning up his radio that happened to be on a top hits station.
"No." He scolded and turned it back down. "I hate thats stuff, it all sounds exactly the same. It horrible." I shrugged and took my phone out of my jacket pocket.
"I guess," I said slowly. "But you've never heard country, have you?" I plugged my phone into his car and he answered slowly.
"No..."
"So then I guess I could say you've never heard Carrie Underwood?" He seemed to recognize her name.
"She's married to Fisher, right?" I nodded and pulled on her pandora station.
"Yup, and her voice is like porn."
(Tuukka's P.O.V.)
listen... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9_k4xy2uPg
Steph put some country music on, Carrie Underwood to be specific, and blasted it loudly through my car. I wasn't going to lie, I kind of enjoyed this music. I was way better than the Top 100 shit that I always heard playing at games and stuff.
I looked at the song, called "Cowboy Casanova" and mentally added it to my list of songs to buy on iTunes.
She danced in her seat and sang to the music, knowing every word and hitting every note perfectly, if not perfectly than better than Carrie. I was impressed, I'd never heard someone sing like that. I raised my eyebrows and watched her as she belted out loud and I couldn't keep my eyes off her.
"Why didn't you tell me you could sing?!" I yelled to her over the music. She smiled and blushed a little.
"I didn't know that I could, no ones heard me besides Erika!" She yelled out.
"Well you're amazing!" I yelled back to her. She proceeded singing her heart out and leaving me stunned with every note she hit. She looked beautiful, Her hair pulled out of her face and eyes shining bright, smiling her perfect smile. She was perfect and I wanted her to be all mine.
"Oh my God!" Steph cried out, covering her mouth with her hands. "You rented out the Garden?!" I chuckled and shrugged.
"It's nothing really..." She took in her surroundings.
"I always dreamed of skating here when I played hockey, and now I finally get to!" She looked so happy and hugged me tight, whispering thank you into my ear.
We laced our skates and started skating around in circles, and I laced my fingers with hers. "I've told you all about my life and love life Tuukka." She said randomly. "I think I should know about yours." I sighed.
"Well, my name is Tuukka Mikeal Rask, and I'm from Savonlinna, Finland. I have a younger brother, Joonas. I started playing hockey when I was around six and I got drafted by the Bruins a few years ago, and my birthday is March 10th." I paused. "As far as love life goes, I dated this girl Jasmiina for four years in high school. Then I walked in on her riding the Football Captain's dick..." My voice trailed off and Steph squeezed my hand and looked at my sadly.
The memory still hurt to think about.
"Since Jasmiina, I've had probably only one or two girlfriends, and they were nothing serious. Then I've had a couple puck sluts.." I turned to look at Steph who finished my sentence for me. "And now you have me." She said with a smile.
"And now I have you." I smiled at her and cupped her face. I leant in and kissed her slowly, melding her lips into mine and she kissed me back, wrapping her arms around my neck as mine moved to her waist. She pushed my head forward, deepening the kiss and her tounge found mine. Electricity surged through my body; I wanted her so bad. She suprised me by jumping up and wrapping her legs around my waist, almost knocking me over. She was aggressive and I liked it. I grabbed a hold of her ass and kissed her neck, letting my teeth graze at her soft skin. She let out a moan and grinded her hips into mine. I gasped and she grabbed my chin and brought my mouth back to hers, our tounges meeting again. I bit her bottom lip and she responded by grinding herself harder into me and I could practically feel her pussy on my dick. The thought of it drove me insane and I pulled at her hair and sucked on her neck. She breathed hard, until she realized that we were dry humping in the middle of and ice rink and pulled away, jumping off of me. "I'm sorry," She said, looking embarassed. "I usually don't get that uh...animalistic." I was still trying to catch my breath and said. "It's fine, really." I smiled at her and kissed her softly. "You hungry?" I asked. She nodded. "Can I pick the place though? I know this one you'll love."
"So let me get this straight," I said, looking at her. "They take chips, Doritos as you call them, and turn it into a shell, fill it with delicous toppings and you eat it. She nodded and wiped orange chip residue from her face. "Doritos Locos Tacos, baby," She said. "It's genius, try it." I shrugged and took a huge bite, my mouth exploding with flavor. It was amazing, she was right. "Holy shit," I said with my mouth full. "I told you!" Steph giggled. We sat in the parking lot of a Taco Bell, splitting the 6 tacos Steph had ordered for us. She had already eaten two, leaving 4 for me. She leaned against the seat and hummed to Carrie Underwood that was playing lightly in the background. I liked this girl, alot. I never wanted to go anywhere or do anything without her. I felt like I could tell her anything and she'd always be there for me no matter what. She was like my best friend that I cared about and loved kissing, but it wasn't friends with benefits because there was a feeling there. A strong feeling that made me think about her all day everyday. "Wanna go to my game Monday night?" I blurted out to her. "I have two tickets, glass seats. You can meet the guys after and I'll get you a jersey." Her eyes got wide and she jumped around her seat excitedly. "Oh my God, yes!" She exclaimed, jumping around. "I'd love too!" She kissed my lips and tasted like Doritos. I smiled at her and started the drive home, holding her hand as I drove. She taught me Carrie Underwood lyrics as we drove, making me like her as much as she did. I pulled in next to her apartment and kissed her softly. "Goodnight, beautiful." I whispered. She pecked my lips. "Goodnight." She smiled and got out of the car and walked into her apartment. As I drove away I found myself listening to a country station on the radio and smiling for no reason. That was when I realized I was slowly but sure;y falling in love with Steph.
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