mighty ducks boys imagines & preferences

good 4 u - fulton reed

I had broken up with Jesse a while ago because his attitude was too much for me, and he took his anger out on me. I had started dating Fulton around three months later, not knowing him and Jesse were on the same hockey team. I hadn't even known that Jesse played hockey. He never shared those elements of his life with me. So when Fulton asked me to come to his hockey game, I gladly accepted. He flew me out to California where he was competing in the Junior Goodwill Games and I was there for his final game against the brutal Iceland team I had watched him play before. When they talked about someone with the name of Hall, it never hit me that it was Jesse.
     I showed up to his game wearing an old jersey of his that said 'Ducks' on it. I started cheering when I saw his team skating out onto the ice, and even more so when I saw number 44. I wasn't sure if he knew where I was, but he knew I was in the crowd and that was enough for him. His team played their hearts out and were still getting beat when they went into the locker room before the third and final period begun. They skated out, but in entirely different jerseys. I heard the announcer. "They're wearing the logo of the Duck!" The crowd started chanting. "We will, we will, quack you!" It seemed those new jerseys gave the team a burst of energy and they played like they would never play a game of hockey again. They ended the game tied and had to go into what I learned was called a 'shootout'. I was on the edge of my seat, watching as a Duck, then a Viking, then another Duck, and another Viking, and so on until I saw a Duck skate out the ice wearing number 44. "Fulton!" I watched, digging my nails into my hand, and he made it! They ended up winning and I was beyond proud of him and waited outside of the locker room for him to come out.
     He was the first out and spotted me right away. He ran over and lifted me in the air. "We did it! We beat Iceland!" I giggled. "You sure did." He put me down and pulled me into a hug before I heard another voice. "Y/n?" My eyes widened in shock. I knew that voice. I pulled away from Fulton. "Jesse? What are you doing here?" "I'm on the team. What are you doing here?" "I'm dating Fulton." "Really? Him?" "Yeah him. He's way better than you. You never even told me you played hockey, let alone invited me to a game. I never knew anything about you except for the fact that you had anger issues. I told you that I'm done with you months ago." Jesse looked hurt. "Good for you, you're doing great out there without me, baby. You're so unaffected, I really don't get it." "Never call me baby again. I'm so unaffected? You know, I wasn't for such a long time. You hurt me, Jesse. And yes, now, I'm doing great without you. I freed myself from you. And now, Fulton is a much better guy than you are. So yes, good for me." Jesse walked away. "You okay Y/n?" "I'm okay because I have you."