The Best is Yet to Come

Nicole's P.O.V.

Olli and I were sitting on floor our backs against my couch as the Winter Classic game got underway.

I was sitting cross legged and his head was in my lap, as I played with his blond hair.

"Can I have more Tylenol?" He groaned.

"You had some like 30 minutes ago. I'm not letting you overdose." I smiled down at him.

"In that case I am never drinking again!" He looked up at me.

I rolled my eyes and laughed, "you say that now but wait until you turn 21."

My phone went off and I moved his head out of my lap so I could go and see what the text said.

I looked at my phone and it told me I would be apart of the 2014 Canadian Olympic Women's team. I gasped and squealed which made Olli hop up of the floor and rush over to where I was standing.

"What? What's wrong?" He said looking panicked.

I handed him my phone, to happy to speak.

"Oh my god Nic!" He said picking me up and spinning me around. "I am so proud of you!" He beamed.

Just then his phone went off and he went to check it. He came back with a sad look on his face and my heart sank.

He gave me a look and then smiled, "I'm going to represent Team Finland!"

My heart skipped a beat and I ran in to his arms and hugged him tight.

"Nic, I can't breathe." He rasped making me let go of him.

"Oh my goodness Olli I am so proud of you!" I smiled, "We're going to be Olympians!"

"Oh my god! We're going to be Olympians!" He copied me.

All of a sudden he looked absolutely terrified.

"I'm an Olympian. What if we suck? What if I get hurt? We might not even medal! Oh goodness." He rubbed his temple.

"Olli, look at me." I grabbed his shoulders, "You are a great hockey player. I'm a 110% certain you will medal. And you are 19, you're an NHL player, and now you're an Olympian! Relax and go to Sochi and play your heart out."

"Ok. Why do you not look nervous?" He asked.

"I'm terrified. But I mean come on, we're Canadian women, if we don't win gold it'll be because 99% of our roster got hurt. And Canadians don't need miracles to win gold medals." I smirked. (AN: I'm actually American and Miracle is my fav movie, so this is hard to write.)

"Nice. I gotta go tell my family!" He said walking away.

"Ya. I gotta call my dad." I grabbed my phone and hit my dad's contact.

"Hey dad!" I smiled, even though he couldn't see me.

"Hey Nic, what's up? Is something wrong?" He asked with panic.

"No nothing's wrong actually I have some really good news."

"Ok. Shoot."

"I was picked to play for the Canadian women's hockey team, at the Olympics" I squealed.

"Oh my god sweetie I am so proud of you!" He beamed.

"Thanks! Will you come to Sochi with me? If I can get a ticket and all but..."

"I would love too. Are you talking about just me?" He questioned.

"Ya. Morgan hates planes and I don't want mom to come." I answered honestly.

"Ok. I have to go. I am so proud of you!" He said before the line went dead.

Olli and I met on the couch again and watched the Winter Classic, when the first intermission rolled around I really paid attention as they announced the USA women's roster.

'Oh they're so going down' I thought.

"I'm so happy." He stated out of the blue.

"Me too." I smiled snuggling into his chest more.

"Will you cheer for me?" He asked.

"Of course I will." I looked up at him.

"Even if we play Canada for the gold medal?"

"Maybe. But if that happens I will be wearing my Canada jacket... With a Maatta shirt under it." That last part made him smile.

"Good."

"You wanna go make lunch?" I asked.

"Sure, how about that really good Mac and cheese you have?"

"Ok. Let me get a pot."

I started boiling the water and Olli came up behind and wrapped his arms around my waist, and placed his chin on my shoulder.

He kissed my neck lightly and I smiled at him.

"You have a mark on your neck." He looked at me.

"Ya. You gave me a hickey. I feel like I'm in high school again." I smirked at him.

"A what?" He asked.

"A hickey. It's a love bit."

"Oh. I'm sorry." He looked ashamed.

"Don't be." I turned so I faced him, "I don't mind it."

We continued making the Mac and cheese and when he was done making the salad he walked back over to the counter I was standing at and jumped up and sat on it.

"Hey Nicole, guess what."

"What?"

"We're Olympians." He smiled.

***

It was nearing the end of January and I really was dreading it. Not only was my favorite time of year coming to an end, the moms trip was coming up. And even though seeing tough hockey players become mamas boys again made my heart melt, my mom wasn't coming on the trip. There was no way in hell I was going to invite me mom on this trip, she'd make it miserable for me.

"Is your mom coming in the trip?" I asked Olli as we sat on his bed in his apartment playing UNO.

"UNO!" He shouted, "and no she's not coming, I'm going to see her at the Olympics. Why'd you ask?"

"My moms not coming and I was wondering if I was going to meet her." I said looking down.

"Really? Well, I've told her a lot about you. She knows we're together. And she likes the way you play hockey and she thinks you're really pretty." He said rubbing my knee.

"Ok. I'm happy she likes me so far." I smiled, even though I was still thinking of my mom.

"You wanna stop?" He asked.

"Ya." I said quietly holding back tears.

"Come here." He pulled me into his lap.

I never cried but it felt good to have somebody hold me the way he did, he smelled so good, like downy and his old spice deodorant. It was comforting.

"Let's go get some dinner." He said after a while, "I'm in the mood for Italian. You?"

"Sure." I sniffled, "Olive Garden?"

"That's what I was thinking. You wanna go home and change?"

"Ya. I think they frown on my boyfriend shirt and sweats." She smiled as we got up and I put on jeans and a plaid button down.

We headed out the door, hopped in his Jeep and made our way to my apartment. I ran up to my apartment and quick changed into some nicer jeans and a long sleeve.

I went back down to the car and Olli was listening to my favorite song, Save Rock and Roll by Fall Out Boy.

I started singing along right away 'I've cried tears you'll never see. So fuck you, you can go cry me an ocean and leave me be'

When the song was over I had goosebumps and was looking out the window when Olli asked me,"Why do you like that song so much?"

"It has a good beat, and the lyrics really speak to me." I told him.

"Which lyrics?"

"2 verses in particular, I've cried tears you'll never see. And You are what you love not who loves you." I told him as we arrived at the restaurant.

"Why do you like those in particular?"

"We'll I have cried tears nobody will see. And in high school I wasn't well liked so, hockey got me through it and I figured as long as I had that which is what I love, I didn't need anybody else."

"Well. Now I really just wanna give you a hug." He smiled.

"You can later." I told him as we walked in.

"Okay."

We sat down and were greeted by an, in my opinion, super good looking waiter. I mean like tumblr boy cute. We ordered our drinks, me: Diet Coke, Olli: Sprite.

He walked up to the table again and gave me a look 'ya he wants me' I thought, even though he was blatantly flirting with me and my boyfriend was right there oblivious to the whole event.

"That waiter if really friendly." Olli stated after he came in to check on us, and complimented me on my tattoos.

"He's flirting with me." I told him bluntly, "I think he thinks your like my brother or something." I laughed.

"Oh. Am I that oblivious?" He looked down and started poking at his Alfredo.

"Yes." I said blatantly. "You're innocent. And kinda clueless, and a scatterbrain, but you're super sweet and about the opposite of me."

"Thank you. But I'm not so innocent anymore." He smirked and brushed his foot against my knee.

I laughed just as the waiter walked up with the check, Olli jumped on it.

"So, I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with me? I got tickets to the Penguins game tomorrow." The waiter asked me.

"Thanks but no thanks. I'm already going with this guy." I gestured towards Olli.

"Oh. Ok. Well bye." He walked away.

Olli and I burst out laughing. He signed the check and the waiter came by and picked up the check, giving me a dirty look.

He came back, faired us a good well, and we grabbed our coats and walked out the door. We were walking out the door and he slipped his hand in mine and looked over at him, we never held hands. We were always to scared that people would catch us and we'd get in trouble.

I just smiled and squeezed his hand a little tighter. We walked to the car and then drove back to his apartment.

We walked in his living room and he asked, "can I hug you know?"

"Yes."

We hugged until Jayson walked in and interrupted us.

"God you two, get a room."

"Oh shut up Jayson at least I know what color the blue line is! I heard you trying to explain hockey to her." I laughed still in Olli's arms.

"Well... I got nothing for that one." He laughed and walked towards his room.

"You wanna watch TV?" He asked.

"No. Let's play Call of Duty." I smiled.

"I love that you don't think I'm a dork for loving video games, you just play them with me." He said as I put the game in.

"It beats the hell out of watching what ever shitty ass show is on."

"God, I love you." He looked over at me.

"I know." I winked.

Notes

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