What. A. Brutal. Morning.

After driving the boys out last night, I rushed home to head straight to bed. Having to work at 8 am was brutal; and boy did 6 am come fast. When my alarm went off I wanted it to desperately be my imagination fooling me into thinking it was time to get up. Unfortunately, no such luck.

Last night was completely worth it though. I was extremely proud of Jamie and the rest of his team. They had come back from a 3-0 series deficit to tie the series and send it back to Chicago for game seven. I knew how much making it to the second round of the playoffs would mean for Jamie; and his confidence as captain of the Stars.

It was currently noon hour; and it was time for lunch. I worked an 8-5 today, giving me a nice one hour lunch break away from the office. Since the law firm was quite literally a hop, skip and a jump away, I typically went home to grab a quick bite to eat; today was no different.

I walked back to my place on the sunny but cool day, deciding to give Jamie a text to see how his night went. When I had said I had to work and couldn't go out to celebrate their win, I was surprised to see Derek was still interested in going out. He had explained that if we were a legitimate couple, he should be able to hang out with my friends. I suppose he was right; but we had only been dating about a month.. Wasn't that weird!? Or maybe I was thinking too far into it... My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my phone receiving a text; from Jamie.

Jamie- SOS

Oh god, I thought to myself. There was only one other time he sent that message...

Haley- plan z?

Jamie- plan z. ASAP.

I suppose I should clarify. A few months ago, Jamie and I went out drinking. It was a fun time, to which he ended up bring some puck bunny back from the bar. Everything seemed fine; she seemed like the type who just wanted to say she fucked a famous athlete. But unfortunately for poor Jamie, that wasn't the case. She wanted a relationship from him; and wouldn't leave. In an effort to help, I rushed over, pretending to be his girlfriend catching him in the act of cheating.

Needless to say, it worked like a charm; he never had to hear from her again. I couldn't tell you why, but we decided to call it 'plan z', in the off chance we would need to do it again. Jamie wasn't typically one to sleep around, so I never assumed I'd have to use it again.

For some reason, I felt a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach at the thought of some random girl in his bed. I shook it off as nothing; I was just merely concerned for my best friend; that was all, right? Climbing the familiar steps I made my way to Jamie's place. Sighing heavily, I whipped the door open, slamming it shut; alerting the both of them I had arrived.

"Who's here?" I heard a female voice ask Jamie. I smirked to myself, getting ready to play the part.

"She isn't supposed to be home" I could picture Jamie's eyes widening as he pretended his girlfriend was coming home early, disturbing his cheating antics.

"What the fuck is this!?" I burst into the bedroom, shouting. The girl was startled; she pulled the blankets up to her chest; she was clearly naked. A weird feeling surged through me once more; I felt like I was going to be sick.

"Babe! It's not what it looks like" he stuttered, climbing out of bed, approaching me. Damn, I thought to myself. He was just wearing boxers and fuck; he looked good. I immediately shook the thoughts from my mind; why did I keep checking him out?

"Who the hell is she!?" I blurted out with anger. She was shaking at this point; she reached from the covers to grab her clothing, hurriedly putting them back on. "You better get your shit together before I kick your ass" I near shouted to the girl, who nearly jumped out of her skin.

"You didn't tell me you had a girlfriend!" She shouted to Jamie, as tears began to sting her eyes. I felt a pang in my heart for her; poor girl had no idea what was hitting her. She had thought she could possibly date a famous athlete, whether she wanted to for him or his money; and now I came to destroy that thought and possibility.

"I didn't think you'd be home" he pretended to plead with me. "Babe please" he added for effect.

"Get. Out" I grumbled to the girl, who had finally put all her clothes on. "I expect you remember your way to the door?" I asked with my eyebrow raised. She nodded before practically sprinting out of the apartment. I let out the breath I didn't even realize I had been holding when I heard the front door slam shut.

"You are a life saver" Jamie let his breath out too, sitting on his bed, practically naked.

"You owe me one, Benn" I smirked, the feeling in the pit of my stomach disappearing finally.

"I know, I do" he spoke softly; something was on his mind.

"Are you okay, Jame?" I asked, taking a seat next to him on the bed. "I mean, you haven't really been the type to have random hook ups lately; is everything okay?" I knew he was male. I knew he had urges. But it just seemed in the past few months he had lost interest in these meaningless hookups. He never really was the type to take advantage of his elite hockey status in the first place, so to see him do it was completely out of character.

"Just nervous I guess" he shrugged, avoiding eye contact.

"You know you can talk to me about anything" I reminded him, placing a hand on his shoulder. It literally took all of my willpower to not want to just jump him. What the hell? Where were these thoughts coming from? I really need to get my mind out of the gutter...

"I know, thanks Hales" he smiled, suddenly realizing he wasn't wearing any pants. "I guess I should put some pants on.. Don't think Derek would want you seeing me like this" he added with an awkward laugh, pulling on a pair of a Stars sweats.

"How was your night out with him anyway?" I asked curiously. "I haven't heard from him today; he must have had a lot to drink..." I trailed off with a smirk. I knew sometimes he overdid it. I wasn't sure how he would make out hanging with Jamie and his team without me.

"Honestly I don't know if it's because of how much I drank or what but I hardly even remember seeing him last night" he confessed, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. "But I mean hey, I didn't wake up too long ago so I mean he's probably just hella hungover" he added reassuringly.

"You're probably right" I had to admit I was a little worried; had he made it home okay? Was everything g with us okay?

"Don't sweat it, Hales; really I'm sure everything is fine" it was almost like he could sense the worry.

"Yeah" I mumbled, mostly to myself. "But I'm on lunch, wanna grab a bite before I have to go back to work?" I realized just how hungry I was.

"You had me at food" Jamie grinned, the pair of us making our way to his kitchen.

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