Charley groans as a heavy object hurls itself on top of her. She glances over at her clock and sees that it's five in the morning. It was the day they were leaving for Minnesota. Their flight was at nine but it was an hour to the airport so they had to get up early. Charley's bag were already packed and ready at the bottom of her bed.

"Charley, get yo ass up!" Noah shouts. She shoves him off the bed and he lands on the floor with a thud. She rolls over and puts a pillow over her head.

"Fine, be a bitch." Noah hisses, leaving the room. A few minutes later the door opens and closes again. A body climbs on top of her and a pair of lips press against her cheek.

"Charley, come on babe, it's time to get up." Jake says.

"Come cuddle with me for a little while." Charley begs, reaching out her arms. Jake chuckles and pulls Charley to hit chest. She burrows in further, tangling their legs together.

Twenty minutes pass and Charley and Jake are still in bed, intertwined. Jake quietly plays with Charley's hair while she just enjoys the warmth of Jake's body close to her. He kisses her forehead softly.

"Come on babe, we actually have to get up now." Jake stand, pulling Charley up with him. Still half asleep she leans into him and he supports her weight.

"Five more minutes?" she begs.

"Nope, or I'll never get you out of bed. Go take a shower and get dressed. I'll bring your bags downstairs and make you some breakfast." Jake gives her a kiss on the nose and grabs her suitcase and hockey bag.

"Will you join me?" Charley asks, nodding her head towards the bathroom. Jake chuckles and shakes his head.

"I'd love to, but not today. We need to go and if I get in there with you it'll be awhile and we'll miss our flight." Charley shrugs and enters the bathroom, closing the door behind her as Jake stumbles down the stairs with Charley's bags.

An hour and a half later, Charley, Noah, Jake and Kyle are at the airport, through security and waiting for their plane to board which won't begin for another forty-five minutes.

"We had plenty of time to take a shower." Charley leans over to whisper to Jake who blushes a deep red.

"As soon as we get home from the tournament I promise I'll make it up to you." Jake replies, lacing their fingers together. Charley leans her head on his shoulder.

"So Evans, we meet again." a familiar voice says. Charley looks up and finds none other than Jonathan Toews standing before her.

"Jon, what are you doing here?" Charley gasps, jumping up and throwing her arms around Jonathan's neck. He stays tense and rigid. She pulls away.

"Well Charley, I'm on this team too." Jon shrugs.

"Awesome! It's been forever since I've seen you. I've missed you. I was wondering where you went."

"If I wanted you to know where I was, I would have told you. But obviously I didn't want you to know." Jonathan said coldly. Charley's smile faultered. Jake stood up and wrapped an arm around her waist.

"Hey Jon, I see you're still a dick. Nothing's changed there." Jake says cooly.

"Hm, took you long enough to move on from me, Charley." he looks Jake up and down. "I bet he's not as good of a kisser compared to me." Jon smirks when he sees the look on both Charley and Jake's face. He takes it as his cue to leave before they recover.

"Charley, what does he mean?" Jake asks, not able to look Charley in the eye.

"Jon kissed me. Once. Only once. Freshman year. The night he left the team."

"Did you kiss him back?"

"Well, yea. I mean, I was a freshman and he was a super hot senior. And I totally had a crush on him freshman year." Charley shrugs. Jake shakes his head and stocks off. Charley sighs and lets him go. He just needs to cool down.

She didn't understand what the big deal was. The kiss was four years ago. Four years before her and Jake started dating. It's not like she was cheating on him. She knew for a fact that she wasn't Jake's first girlfriend. She wasn't his first kiss either. Being the hockey stud he was he'd had plenty of girls.

"What happened with Jake?" Noah asks, walking up to her and handing her a white peach berry smoothie he'd bought for her at the coffee shop. He sat down next to her as he sipped his coffee.

"He's pissed because he found out about Jonathan kissing me four years ago that night he left the team." Charley says, taking a sip of her drink.

"I totally forgot about that. That's ridiculous. That was four years ago, you guys weren't even dating. How'd he find out anyways?"

"You'll never guess who's on our hockey team." Charley replies sarcastically.

"Let me guess, Jonathan?"

"Yup, the ice king himself."

"Great, we get to deal with him the next four weeks."

"He's even more of a dick than ever, too." Charley adds.

Jake is still pissed at her when they begin boarding the plane. Noah opts to go sit by him to talk some sense into him while Kyle ends up sitting next to another teammate, Dylan. Leaving Charley to sit by none other than Jonathan. Of course, it's so cliche. Of course she'd end up sitting next to the dick himself.

She scoffs as she sits down in the seat next to Jonathan. She feels his eyes skim her body as she buckles her seatbelt and shoves her purse under the seat in front of her.

"Can I help you?" she snaps, getting annoyed of Jonathan's constant gaze.

"What's up your ass?" Jonathan asks, making a face.

"Maybe the fact that four years ago we left off on a really nice note and then you show up here today acting like a total dick and piss everyone off. Especially my boyfriend."

"Maybe it's because I don't particularily like your boyfriend." Jon shrugs. The plane lurches away from the gate and positions itself on the runway to take off.

"And why would that be?" Charley hisses. The plane speeds down the runway. The sound of wind rushing is loud in their ears.

"Maybe because I wish I was him." Charley's stomach drops. Whether the cause of it being from takeoff or from Jonathan's words she's not sure.

"Yea, sure." sarcasm drip from her words as she recovers from her shock.

"Believe whatever you want Charley. But one day you will be mine. I know you like me too."

"And you see, that's exactly why I don't like you. I may have liked you four years ago, but I sure as hell don't today. You're such a cocky, arrogant, dick. You think you can be rude and cruel to everyone and still deserve respect from them. You walk around this place like you're a fucking king. Like your better than everyone else. But as proved four years ago, I'm a better hockey player than you. And I sure as hell have a better personality."

"Now who's cocky?" Jonathan states. Charley's draw drops. Jonathan smirks and pulls out his iPod and puts the earbuds in his ears before she can say a word.

"The little shit." Charley mumbles, pulling out her own iPod, pulling it in and drifting to sleep.

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