burning soul | adam banks

𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓾𝓮

I didn't think I could ever like someone let alone love them. I was way too focused on athletic and academic validation to even think about a boy.

My whole life revolves around hockey and it has since I was two years old. My dad is in the NHL, he plays for Boston Bruins. I know what your thinking..that he forced me to play. In reality, he didn't. I learned to love the game myself.

The thrill it brought me going to every game. Watching the men pass, shoot, and score. Everything was perfect on the ice and it always flowed so nicely even if mistakes were made. It was kind of like they were supposed to happen.

When I was four my parents bought me my first stick and brought me on the ice. From there I fell in love with the sport of hockey even more.

Ever since then I have put my whole being into hockey. Even if it meant I had to miss hanging out with friends or skipping one of my brother's football games it felt somewhat worth it. I only became more distanced from everybody when school started to really matter to me. Which was 6th grade when we officially were graded on our work.

Now I know grades don't matter in middle school but that didn't stop me from caring. If I saw something lower than an A- in my grade book I would look in the mirror and see someone I hated staring right back at me.

I don't regret any of it though, because one day my life changed forever. I was chosen to represent the USA in the Junior Goodwill Games in California. My parents were so proud of me and I of course excepted the offer to play.

Even though it was nothing I expected and some pretty awesome things had happened while competing with the new team, one really great thing came out of it, and that's him.

I never felt I would ever be so consumed like this. His presence takes over my whole body and I feel as if I can't move when he enters my line of vision. I hate the way he talks, the way he smirks, and how cocky he is. Yet, when he touches me it's like one million fireworks go off at once and the only thing I can focus on his is fingers slowly guiding their way up and down my body.

I want to hate him, I've tried to hate him, and at some point, it did but not for long.

His charming personality, bright eyes, and very pretty smirk did get the best of me.

But it wasn't easy for him or me to come to terms with our feelings. It was a constant battle to keep them away.

But as we all know...

Love conquers all

So just as it did us, it will conquer you too.

My whole life changed when I met him. Maybe for worse, maybe for better, but I wouldn't change it for the world. Here is our story

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can't tell if I love or hate this beginning but we are just going to go with it. I hope you all enjoy this story. Please comment and vote! Love you all

-K ;)