Everything with Dougie and I were going great! We text a lot more, we talked on the phone; Dougie even arranged to come down to Boston during the summer. We were madly in love. We were like a... puzzle. A big, complicated puzzle. Our relationship was like one of those puzzles. I'm just glad that right now, we have a beautiful picture.
Every morning when I would wake up, there would be an un-read text from Dougie. Those little things just made my heart melt... How did I get so lucky? Dougie was truly the kindest soul on the planet.
Well, the World Juniors ended, Dougie got bronze after their win in the bronze medal game against Finland. Dougie traveled back to St. Catherine's, while I went back to Boston. My heart sunk in my chest when he left. He had to leave though; it was bound to happen - sooner or later.
When we got back to Boston, I had to go to school. Later that night, was a game; I was too exhausted and stayed home. Instead, I just watched it on T.V. The first time that they showed Tyler, they questioned as to why he had a black eye. I laughed... I knew why.
The next day was Saturday and the team had a morning skate. I came to it; I needed to start contributing to the team a bit more. I'm kind of slacking off because I've been busy with school work and with Dougie.
During practice, I was doing pretty good; our defence men were on fire. The forwards couldn't past them; I've been doing a great job. There weren't a lot of people in the stands, usually wives, children, sometimes girlfriends. Then, there were those lucky girls who got to come and adore the guys.
Most of them were just there to watch Tyler. Of course. There was some one on one going on between teammates. I was leaning by the bench when Tyler skated over to me and leaned on the bench, next to me. "Could I talk to you?" he asked.
"To what? Just lie to me again?" I asked.
"Listen, I'm sorry about that, I truly am. Just please, let me explain." He told me.
I looked over at the ice, the players were practicing. The staff was watching them; if Tyler wanted to talk, this would be the perfect time to do so. "Fine, I'll listen." I stated.
"Come with me." He stopped up straight and walked down the tunnel. I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked around; hoping that nobody would see me leave. I walked down the tunnel and turned the right corner. "Come on." I followed Tyler down the hall and into one of the many change rooms we have.
"You couldn't tell me what you wanted on the ice?" I asked.
He shook his head and pulled his help me off, setting it on the bench. "I'd probably get kicked off the team for what I'm going to tell you," he stated. He took a seat on the bench, next to his helmet.
"What are you going to say?" I asked.
"First of all, I need to tell you that you need to break up with Dougie... He doesn't care about you!" yelled Tyler.
"Tyler, why can't you be happy for me. For this one time?" I begged.
"I could try to be... but I would be lying to you and to myself." He stated.
I shook my head as I scowled at him. "Why do you care so much about what's best for me?" I inquired.
Tyler stood up from the bench. "Because I know what's best for you." He told me.
"What's best for me, Tyler? Clearly, you somehow know me better than I know myself." I sarcastically said.
Tyler walked towards me and pressed his body against mine. He let his left his gloves drop to the ground. He cupped my cheeks with both of his hands. "I am what's best for you," he whispered.
His eyes pierced through mine, making my knees feel weak. I took a step away from him with my eyebrows furrowed. "Are you actually doing this to me?" I asked.
"What?"
"You know I'm with Dougie... I'm not going to leave him for you. Do you think I'm that idiotic?" I questioned.
"You're not idiotic... I did think that you would leave Dougie though. Too bad Chara forced you into going to his room," sneered Tyler.
I rolled my eyes. "Chara knows what's best for me... Why can't you be like him?" I asked.
"Tall? Slovak? The captain? Do you want me to be those things?" he asked.
"That's not what I meant-"
Tyler took a step closer to me; I took a step back to get away from him. He continued to walk towards me, I continued to walk backwards. My back hit the change room door, hard. Tyler grabbed onto my biceps roughly. My breathing hitched when Tyler moved his face closer to mine.
He rested his forehead on mine, I wanted to push him away... I just couldn't. Tyler moved his lips closer to mine as he closed his eyes. His lips gingerly touched mine. Tyler was kissing me... Tyler was kissing me! I don't even want to be near him right now.
I moved my head sideways. Tyler kissed my cheek and pulled his face away from mine. He furrowed his eyebrows and licked his lips. "What are you doing?" I yelled at him.
"Kissing you," he smirked.
I used all the force I had and pushed Tyler off of me. Tyler stumbled back, almost falling to the ground. "Why do you think you can kiss me?" I asked.
"Because I love you!" he hollered. I was taken aback by what he just told me. Tyler Seguin liked me? "Since the moment I saw you two years ago in Boston after the draft... I fell hard. I hated the fact of any other guy being with you. That's why I was so protective! I did care for you! I wanted you to be mine yet, you never knew!" he yelled at me.
For once, I actually believed what he was telling me; and I wasn't proud about hearing it. Tyler continued to stare at me, I didn't say anything back - I couldn't say anything back. From where I stood, I could see so much hurt in Tyler's eyes. I did nothing wrong. How could he feel so hurt?
A wave of guilt crashed into me. "Tyler?" I questioned.
"What?" he snapped.
"I'm sorry for not noticing you." I apologized.
"I don't need your pity," he mumbled.
"Then, I take that back."
Tyler laughed. "Listen; let's restart our whole friendship over again. Only on one condition." He told me.
"Which is?" I asked.
His infamous smirk appeared onto his face. "A kiss."
I shook my head. "After what just happened, I can't." I disclosed.
"What just happened? We started our friendship over again, remember?" he reminded me.
Why didn't I see this coming sooner? Tyler would totally do something like this. I didn't know what to do... somebody could find out about it. Then, who knows what will happen after that; who knows, maybe someone will actually tell Dougie that I kissed Tyler. Who knows?
I didn't even reply to his question he just got up and walked towards me. He stopped in front of me, he was observing me. He lowered his head and pressed his nose against mine. He brushed his lips against mine, which hitched my breathing. Tyler's hot breath hit my lips.
I self-consciously found myself gravitding towards him. I pressed my lips onto his. Tyler's tongue snuck his way into my mouth, invading it. With every battle with his tongue, I found myself melting into Tyler. I wish he didn't have his equipment on right now, I thought. I swung my arms around his neck. He grabbed onto my waist and carried me to the bench. He laid me down and positioned his legs on either side of my body.
We pulled away to breath for a moment, with both of us looking into each other's eyes. I never noticed how dark Tyler's eyes actually were. Tyler placed his lips back onto mine, slowing down the kiss more; making it a sweet and passionate kiss
I heard the change room door and close and someone gasp. I looked over at the door, Tyler did the same. "Olivia? Tyler? What are you two doing?" A voice questioned.
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FanfictionOlivia Harvery: Niece of Peter Chiarelli (General Manager of the Boston Bruins). Recent high school graduate. Works with the Bruins as a... well, no one really knows. Dougie Hamilton: Son of Doug and Lynn Hamilton. Student at Brock University. Pla...