Prove Me Wrong.

'Kieran's POV'

Today was the Stars Christmas skate and well we learned 3 things:
1. Kieran isn't very good at ice skating.
2. Kieran CANNOT play hockey for shit.
3. Kieran should probably just stay off the ice and stick to volleyball.

As he promised Tyler was bound and determined to teach me to "skate faster and shoot". Which are apparently things that I am not meant to do. As I made my way out onto the ice I saw the kids and other WAGs skating around like it was no big deal, sure I can skate well enough to glide around the rink but Tyler had other ideas. I had avoided the ice for a while talking to some of the WAGs who are pregnant or have kids who are too young to skate. Jamie had laced my skates for me as soon as we got to the rink and begged me to come out with him and Tyler immediately but I refused.

I watched them messing around with Cody and a few kids before I decided it was time to join in the fun. Slowly inching my way onto the ice, I glided out to join Tyler and Jamie. Of course they would be on the other side of the rink, I groaned as I made my way away around the circle. Stopping to talk to Jordie and Jess, and the Fiddler's who have the cutest kids ever, that now love me since I saved their cat Sprinkles. I was talking to Fids daughter when Jamie came up behind me, "You're avoiding your lessons Kier," Ugh, I groaned as everyone laughed at us, "You know, I'm good just being a slow skater Jame." He shook his head pulling me away from the group, lacing both of our hands together he skated backwards pulling me with him.

"You got it babe, I'm letting go." I cringed as Jamie let go of my hands, skating faster than I ever had before not really knowing how to stop and then I went down, hard and flat on my ass. I sat there on the cold wet surface, "Ouch." I said flatly and I sat there pouting, Jamie and Tyler skated over quickly both pulling me up as I wiped the ice from my black leggings. "Maybe you should stick to the court Kier," Tyler said laughing, I shoved him "Sorry Seggy not everyone is as talented as you." Jamie wrapped his arm around my shoulders and kissed my forehead, "You tried, and at least you can stand in skates." I smiled at my gentle giant, "I think I'll leave the ice activities to you babe." We continued to skate slowly around the rink hand in hand, watching the little kids having fun playing pickup hockey with their dad's and heroes.

I eventually attempted to shook a puck, and let's just say I'm not going to be playing in the NHL anytime soon. I didn’t notice until late in the skate that Stars TV had been filming the on ice activity, God I hope they didn’t get my wipeout on camera. Eventually they wanted to talk to the captain, I skated away leaning against the boards as he talked. Sure the team had put two and two together and figured out there was a little more going on between Jamie and I than there once was, but we weren't quite to the telling Stars TV level yet, or his fans for that matter. But if the TV crew caught any of the moments Jamie and I had shared on the ice, the secrets were sure to be flying out soon.

Sitting in the stands I pulled off my Bauer skates, Tyler had gotten them for me after I took him to volleyball practice as a reminder that I was going to learn to play. After today, I'm not sure they're going to get much use. I wiggled my toes around before putting my black combat boots on, covering the blades with the rubber covers I tossed them in Jamie's bag. Scrolling through Instagram I decided to post the picture Tyler had taken of Jamie and I earlier on the ice, him skating backwards laughing as I looked fearful of my life. I uploaded it with the caption

"Glad he enjoys scaring me to death, Merry Christmas from the Stars! @jamiebenn14"

Tagging Jamie was bound to bring in the follow requests, I ignored them all usually but sometimes I thought that it would just be easier to go public with my account. After all, I'm not really afraid of what people have to say about me. So I did just that, I unlocked my Twitter and my Instagram neither of which stated that I was in fact Jamie's girlfriend, because technically I wasn’t. I welcomed everyone to the craziness that is my life, sending out my first tweet as a free woman:

"@IrishKierBomb: So many follow requests! Ya'll act like I'm interesting! Enjoy the show. ;)"

Eventually Jamie came off the ice and changed into his black converse, putting on his jacket he stood sticking his hand out for me "You ready? I'm starved." I grabbed his hand as he pulled me up off the bench, "Yeah, let's go." After dinner we wound up back at Jamie's, he had a lot to do before his parent's got there in a week, like putting up the Christmas tree. In our defense we had meant to put it up like a week ago, but well we got distracted, we did however manage to put up the tree at my place! So here we are 9 o'clock on a Sunday night putting up the Christmas tree, the TV playing rap music because Jamie hates Christmas music. Between the two of us we knocked out the whole building process in 20 minutes, the 7 ft. tree standing in front of the windows of Jamie's house. Jamie said it looked fine bare but I knew it needed decorations.

Shooing Jamie and his negativity away to the couch, I myself managed to decorate the tree to my liking in under an hour, the ornaments were in a certain order and the garland hung in a precise zig-zag. Jamie said I was OCD, but I just wanted it to look perfect for his parents. After plugging in the lights I stepped back to admire the tree, it was beautiful. From behind me I heard Jamie say, "Don't move." I was confused but I stood there, eventually I found out he had taken a picture of me from behind staring at the tree. That's exactly what everyone wants to see on Instagram, the tall, lanky girl in leggings and clearly one of Jamie's shirts, my red hair in a messy bun staring at a tree, but he was just trying to be cute the caption said,

"I like this view the best, Merry Christmas! @IrishKierBomb :)".

Like the dorks that we are Jamie and I high fived at our good work as I let out a yawn. In my old age I needed to be in bed by midnight or I was going to be cranky in the morning. Catching my drift, Jamie turned out the lights and led me upstairs. Crawling into his huge bed I set the alarm on my phone before curling into his side, kissing him goodnight. I fell asleep quickly being held in his strong, tattooed arms.

Notes

I guess Kieran should just stick to off the ice activities right? Well the cats kind of out of the bag now, so how're the fans going to react to Kieran?! And are they ever going to actually be together?! We'll see soon!! xoxo - Ally

ps. how sad do you think Jamie is that the Seahawks lost!? That game was intense! :/

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