pt 11) Stella

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[Y/n's POV]

After he put his picture in his wallet he climbed out of bed. So did I, we put on our shoes, her grabbed my hand and we walked to breakfast. As a friendly reminder the cafe isn't just for the athletes, it's for guests too. So basically we are around people that watch us when we eat. Julie and Connie entered the cafe and before Fulton and I went in we were stopped yet again

???: Oh my gosh, are you Fulton Reed and Y/n Portman?

Y/n: yep, that's us, what's your name?

Stella: my name is Stella, I'm a huge fan, is it possible for us to get a picture?

Fulton: yeah, of course

We all got a picture together and this girl looked starstruck. Never did I think someone would be excited to see me play, especially someone from across the country.

Stella: thank you so much!

Y/n: of course, were so glad you like to watch us play

Stella: of course, you guys have such good team work on the ice

Fulton: glad to see someone notices

Stella: well I wouldn't be surprised if you two were dating, you guys look so cute together

Fulton: well between you and me I asked her to be my girlfriend yesterday

Stella: and you said yes right?

Y/n: of course I said yes

Fulton grabbed my waist and pulled me to him.

Stella: too cute! Well I'll let you two get to breakfast, good luck on your next game!

Y/n: thank you so much!

Fulton and I went in, got our food than sat down with Julie and Connie.

Connie: fan favorites you two are

Julie: soon there gonna be chanting about Americas star teenage couple

Y/n: oh you shush

We all laughed at how they teased us, but we know once the word got out, our relationship would be the talk of the town. And both Fulton and I knew that.

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Hey guys! Sorry this chapter is short, I promise future chapters will be longer! If you haven't already go check out my bash bros fan fic called "bash babe". If you do check it out I will warn that I did rate the book "mature content" because the book will most definitely contain smut.

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