Can't Take My Eyes Off of You

Chapter Twenty-One

They all skated out onto the court, except for Connie. Y/N had a firm grip on her stick, her stomach in knots.

Fulton skated next to her while they got into their first positions,

"Babe, for this first play, just stay behind me," he whispered.

She smiled and nodded,

"Cool, okay,"

Russ and Averman went in for the face-off. They clanked their sticks 3 times before Russ swiped the bright orange ball away from Averman. He passed it to Fulton, and he went flying down the court, Y/N close behind. Fulton passed the ball between his legs behind him, Y/N accepted it. When she reached the shooting distance of the garbage can, she shot it in.

The clang of the ball in the can made Fulton go wild. He threw down his stick and picked Y/N up off of the ground. Everyone else whooped and hollered for her. When Fulton set her back on her skates, they both leaned in to kiss, making everyone blush and oooh, some jokingly gagged. They smiled as they went back to the middle of the court after someone had grabbed the ball from the can.

They all went back to their starting positions, Y/N crouched behind Fulton as he faced off with Charlie. Charlie scooped the ball away from the middle of the court, passing it to Luis. Luis soars down the court while his team cheers and skate near him. He scored and crashed into the fence, falling onto the concrete. Everyone shared a collective 'ooh' when he made an impact. Nothing more than a scrape on his bicep when he arose.

After someone grabbed the ball from the can, Y/N skated off of the court and back to the metal bleachers where Connie sat. She sat next to her and began to take off her skates.

"You having fun?" Connie asked.

Y/N nodded,

"Yeah, but I'm getting tired. I don't know how you guys can do this for so long,"

Connie took the skates off of the bleachers and put them on, also grabbing her pads and helmet after Y/N took them off.

"Well, you learn to deal with a burning chest and jelly legs after a good game. I don't think my legs have felt normal since 1992," Connie joked.

Connie skated onto the court, joining their new game.

As the game went on Y/N and Fulton would make eye contact and smile or wave to each other. After about 2 hours, everyone came off of the court covered in sweat, bright red faces, and breathing heavily. Fulton plopped down next to Y/N, taking off his gear. His hair was slightly damp from sweat in his helmet. The Ducks all packed up their stuff and started to disperse. Fulton and Y/N laced fingers and began to walk away from the court.

"That was fun," she said.

Fulton chuckled,

"Yeah it was, I'm glad that we got to play a couple of games together,"

Y/N snickered and nodded,

"Me, too, we kicked some butt on that first play."

Fulton gave her hand a light squeeze, Y/N raised his hand up to her lips, kissing it lightly.

"I don't know about you, but I'm starving," He said while lightly rubbing his stomach.

"Me, too. I forgot we had to skip breakfast."

Fulton laughed,

"Well, you can choose where we go,"

Y/N shrugged,

"I don't know, not much to choose from here. There's pizza, more pizza, or we could try again at the dining hall."

Fulton chuckled, again,