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distance

Your boyfriend, jack hughes, has been distant lately. He didn't greet you with many kisses, he wouldn't cuddle you, he wouldn't be as clingy, he was just all hockey. But you didn't want to get in the way of his NHL career so you said nothing..until today.

"Hi baby" you said hoping for some type of love.

"Hi." jack said.

"is there something wrong?" you asked.

"what? No." he replied

"obviously something is going on, you didn't acknowledge me when i came in, and you barely even talk to me." you said, fustrated.

"oh my god y/n, all i wanted was time alone for myself. Leave me alone." he said.

You felt so sad but you started to pack an overnight bag for yourself. You were already crying like a baby.

"where are you going?" jack questioned

"y/bsf/n's" you said.

"why?" he asked.

"really? Why? Maybe because you barely talked to me for the past 4 days, you haven't cuddled with me, you haven't shown me any affection! Was it something i did?" you yelled at jack.

"you still manage to make everything about yourself and yourself only. Go." he said madly, and rudely.

"oh my god." you said balling your eyes out.

You basically tried to run to the door, which you succeeded. You opened it and walked out slowly,

"wait y/n-" jack tried to talk yo you.

"no jack. You told me to leave you alone so i'm going to." you said crying.

You just walked out and slammed the door in his face.

"FUCK." you heard jack yell.

You realized you left the keys too your car inside his house, so you would need yo go back inside.

"fucking shit!" you yelled, mad at yourself.

You started to cry more and more just because you couldn't hold it in. You dropped all your belongings and just cried. You then saw jack running through the door.

"y/n, come inside, it's raining and i'm not going to let you get sick." jack said with teary eyes.

"no jack. You said what you said." you said trying to calm down.

"fine, if you don't want to come inside i'll just tell you out here." jack pleaded

"i've been in a shitty mood because i've been playing like shit. The coach has been mad at me, i've been slacking off, and i've just been the worst player. I can't even make a goal. And i know that's not an excuse too take it out on you, but i'm sorry..i really am. I don't know why, but my playing is pissing me off and i'm taking it out on you." jack said. He tried to embrace you with a hug but you shook him off.

"y/n, babe i'm really sorry. You don't know how fucking mad i am at myself for making you cry. I know i'm not the best boyfriend, but fuck you make me the happiest person alive. And i can't even comprehend what i said to you in the house. I'm so fucking sorry." he said crying.

"now please..your gonna get sick, it's freezing out here." he said.

"you'll get sick as well." you said in a smarty ass tone.

"i really could care less if i get sick. You? No, not on my watch." he said leading me inside.

"okay fine." i said, still sobbing.

"love..what could i do to make it up to you?" jack asked.

"babe look..i know hockey can be stressful. But that is no reason to take it out on me. I love you so much, and it hurt what you said. But jack..your not the worst boyfriend, and i believe we both can fix this relationship. I messed up so fucking badly before..but guess what..you always forgave me. I never deserved that. You've been by my side forever. But instead of getting distant with me, talk to me. I'll be the one by your side for as long as i live. I want you to be open with me, tell me what's wrong so i don't feel like a bad person. I love you so much you don't even fucking know." you trampled

"god what did i do to deserve you." he chuckled.

"you. All you needed was you." you said.

He just stayed silent. We both sat in that silence. With his head on my lap and your scratching his head and he's rubbing your arm. It was comfortable..later you both fell asleep.

In love.