Chapter 25
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(Elodie)
I felt the stadium explode with vibrations, my eyes widening with shock as I watched Beckett slam some guy against the wall, making my heart leap into my throat.
Why did he have to get into so many altercations?! I mean, this wasn't the first time I've seen Beckett play, but it was the first time I was watching closely. Wow was he rough.
I swear most of the opposing team was trying to avoid him. But it wasn't just Beckett who was getting into fights.
Suddenly I watched Hudson fly through the middle before colliding with a player, making him go crashing down to the ice. I swear all the air rushed out of me in a gasp as Ari reached over, gripping my arm tightly and getting my attention.
"He is so pissed off!" She mouthed, causing me to swallow hard as I quickly chalked it up to it being about the rivalry game.
I knew deep down that wasn't the only reason Hudson was fired up... I could still see that look on his face. What it meant exactly, I don't really know. But I could see that hurt and anger were very present.
He didn't even say anything. Well, maybe because I quickly turned my head away and avoided Hudson's gaze at all costs. Even now I swear I could feel his eyes were on me as he headed for the penalty box for the third time this game. That was insane for Hudson. He never gets sent to the penalty box.
His coach, Mr. Wheeler seems to be pretty pissed off too.
I can't catch all the words he is saying, considering his arms are flailing around a lot, but most of the words I would rather not repeat.
To make matters worse, the game was tied, and we were now approaching the third period.
Suddenly I felt my phone vibrate as I glanced down and pulled it from my pocket.
Incoming Text:
Hudson: Are you seriously messing around with that asshole, El? Tell me this is a joke.
My eyes widened before darting down to where Hudson should be sitting. Sure enough, he was staring right at me. Why did he have his phone out? He never lets himself get distracted like this.
I didn't know what to do. I mean, what do I even say? I can't tell him that I'm messing around with Beckett but not really. I'm doing this to make him jealous but now I'm not even sure that's all of it at this point.
I felt my chest start to tighten, the anxiety creeping in as I bit down on my lip and stared down at the phone again.
I felt like the walls were closing in around me. That guilt of lying and hiding things made my breathing grow labored as the words on my phone started to jumble together.
That's when I felt another sensation wash over me. One I have been getting used to for the past week as I let out a shuddering breath and glanced towards the players' bench.
I was met with those icy blue orbs. The sight of them caused me to inhale a much-needed breath as I settled on Beckett's lips as they began moving.
"Relax. Just sit your ass down and put your phone away. Watch me." He mouthed, making me nod once as I did what he said.
I slipped my phone back into my pocket, keeping my eyes glued to that number thirteen as he slid back onto the ice. The way he moved was unreal. Like he was born with skates on his feet or something as he weaved in and out between the opposing players.
That's when he smacked his stick down, making my eyes widen as the puck magically appeared. That's how freaking fast he was. Then he pulled back, hitting it as hard as he could as the round black object went flying towards the net and right between the goalie's knees.
I couldn't help but burst with delight as I jumped to my feet.
That was incredible!
Beckett turned towards me before giving me one of the most genuine smiles I have ever seen from him. Okay, I won't lie, my heart might've flipped a good ten times. But who wouldn't react that way to Beckett Storm? He might be a total jerk but he is still handsome as hell.
Suddenly Ari jumped on me, making me turn towards her as the whole stadium began to shake. I swear it was like an earthquake or something as I thanked God my ear was off. I'm pretty sure the volume in this place would've caused me to go deaf all over again.
I couldn't help but feel this sense of pride as Beckett looked straight at me after getting that goal. Even a few girls around us began to stare, whispering to one another as I tried to avoid them the best that I could.
Soon enough everyone was going to know though, so there is no point trying to hide it now.
That's when I peered down at Beckett once more, seeing him fist-bump a few of his teammates as he glanced toward me.
"Better now?" He mouthed, causing heat to rush to my cheeks as I nodded my head up and down.
How did he know I was starting to freak out?
I usually only get that feeling when my ear is turned on and too much is happening around me.
"Thank you." I mouthed back, feeling embarrassed by how lame I was being as Ari began hanging on me again.
I guess one of her favorite songs was playing and I could see she was belting out the lyrics.
The rest of the game was pretty intense. Neither team scored another goal which meant the Guardians won. As soon as the last-second ticket off of the clock, everyone rushed towards the rink.
I won't lie, I felt the strong urge to turn my ass around and run back to the car. I glanced toward Hudson who was peering around a group of girls who had swarmed him.
Then I felt Ari squeeze my hand, her eyes bright and full of determination as she nodded down to the rink. Oh God, was this really happening right now? Was I seriously about to jump into Beckett's arms and kiss him in front of all of these people?
"El, come on, what do you have to lose?" She asked and I thought about her question.
But the thing causing me to hesitate wasn't what I thought it would be.
I turned my head, looking towards the rink as my eyes settled right on Beckett's and that's when I began to move.
I started to weave through the crowds of people. Carefully stepping down the stairs as the cool air from the ice made goosebumps pebble across my flesh.
My eyes remained locked onto Beckett's, this fear I felt growing stronger by the second as my heart started to race.
I reached out, almost getting squished by two other players as Beckett suddenly appeared, shoving them aside before grabbing my hand and yanking me to his chest.
"Are you okay?" He asked. All I could do was nod, feeling the ability to speak escape me as I just peered up at him, hoping to god that Beckett would take control of the situation.
"Just relax Sunshine. Eyes on me."
I went to look behind me, my nerves taking over when Beckett quickly reached up, gripping my chin and stopping me.
"Eyes on me, remember?" His full pink lips said smoothly and that's when the world stopped. All of that anxiety disappeared in a single moment as Beckett peered down at me.
I could feel his arm wrap around my waist, holding me closer to his hard chest as he bent down slowly.
The warmth of his breath fanning against my flushed skin and making a shiver tremble through me.
"Just keep looking at me." He reminded me, making me swallow hard before nodding.
That's when I realized what it was that I was so afraid of. While I'm only looking at Beckett, will he only be looking at me? Or will he be looking at her? And why did that thought scare me so damn much?
Before I could process my racing mind, Beckett crashed his lips to mine, causing my eyes to flutter shut as all of the air came rushing out of my lungs.
It was like jumping head-first into a lake filled with ice. The action stunned me as Beckett's mouth started to move against mine.
This wasn't some peck like I thought it would be. No, this was Beckett absolutely devouring me.
Truthfully, I wasn't sure how awkward this would be considering we hadn't "practiced" since the last time.
I could feel one of Beckett's palms clutching my lower back as the other settled on the base of my neck, gripping me firmly.
Every rational thought I ever had went flying out of the window as Beckett began sucking on my lower lip sensually.
The realization that hundreds of people were standing around us didn't even set in until I felt someone grip my shoulder roughly and tug, yanking me away from Beckett.
I turned just in time to see those lips moving.
"Elodie! We need to talk, NOW!"
Hudson. It was Hudson who pulled me away from Beckett and he was pissed...
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