- THE GAME -

Game

Zander POV:

I sigh as I take in the large building. I felt a hand on mine. "Good luck, Zandy," he kisses my lips slowly, telling me words that he mouth couldn't say. We got out the car, glad that the pops weren't here yet. "It looks so... empty," Andy takes my hand in his.

"It'll get few in a couple of minutes. People usually come to see us, mostly me, practice," He nods, looking everywhere. "Do you know how to skate?" I asked him. He looked away, but I saw him blush. "It's alright, I could teach you," he looks at me with a 'Really?' look in his eyes, a soft smile playing on his lips.

I take a pair of my old skates out of my bag. "Why do you even have those?" Andy laughed. "Memories," I mumbled. "I took his shoes off, putting the skates on. I did the same. "Just grab my hand," I direct him. "Oh, I was going to do that even if you didn't tell me to," his grip on my hand only tightened as we got on the ice. "You know what? How about we just go back," he chuckles nervously.

"You're with a professional at skating. I promise you you'll be fine." I reassure him. He nods.

I started to tell him the basics while he nodded to everything I said. "Try it." I let go of him hand while he was skating. He panicked for a while before cooling down. I was right behind him. "I'm doing it!" he yells skating over to me, hugging tightly. "I knew you could." I patted his head.

"Zander, glad you could make it!" Ajax skates to us. "And you brought little Andy!" He looked at the blushing guy. "How about you meet the rest of the team---"

"At least I have a girlfriend."

"At least I have a mom."

"At least I have a dad."

"At least I'm hot."

"At least I'm hotter than the sun."

"Cringe."

"Corny."

"Cheesy."

"I know."

"Skate ten times around the ice!" Coach instructs us. "Who's he? You can't bring random people here!" I wanted to repeatedly punch him in the face, telling him that he wasn't just a 'Random Person' and that he was my boyfriend. "He's a friend." I glared at him. "But boy in front of it," Andy whispered in my ear. My face softened at his voice. "Get out of the rank."

Andy looked at me before he gave my hand a squeeze.

He left the rank.

We started our practice and more and more people came. Andy would make funny faces at me, making me laugh. Then Ajax would wink at him, making him roll him eyes.

Ezra came in and sat next to him. His attention went to her.

The game soon started, everyone getting in position. Everyone cheered for our team even if we hadn't made a goal. "God. Can these people shut up?" Ajax said under his breathe. I nodded in agreement. I saw Andy plugging his ears from everyone's yelling.

"Zander!" Caleb yelled, passing me the puck. I focused on my feet, imagining as if no one was here and we were just in practice. Someone got in front of me, but I hit it between his legs.

I moved across from him, Caleb giving me the puck once again. I swiftly moved between players, making the goal easily. More people got louder. I looked at Andy who smiled at me.

As the game went on, the other team still had zero points.

"Okay, we'll be starting the Kiss Cam!" A voice from the speaking announced. People yelled.

I sighed in relief that we could all rest now. "Amazing as usual, Zander." Coach pats my back. I nodded, getting a drink of water.

I watched as people kissed other people, until it reached one person...

"GET YOUR LIPS AWAY FROM ME, WHITE FEMALE. ARE YOU TONY STARK? NO? I DIDN'T THINK SO!" Is all I heard. I grinned, getting back on the ice. Everyone looked at me.

I gave the cameras the finger, smiling sickly. "Good job," I wish I could pat him hair and slip my tongue inside his mouth, telling him how much I lo- no, no, no. Like. Yeah, I just like him.

"Can you believe that? A female touching his lips?" Ezra scoffed. The woman looked at Ezra. "Got a problem with it?" My jaw tightened. "Hell to the fucking yes I do!" Ezra yelled.

The woman started to kiss Andy's cheek. "Do that one more time, I fucking dare you!" Ezra slammed the girl's head on the wall blocking the rank and viewers. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she begged.

"You're a useless piece of shit!"

I couldn't even think straight. I would never put my hands on a woman, but right now my hands were twitching to watch as she begged to live. Her pathetic cries, her pathetic blood.

Someone grabbed my arm, pulled me to the locker room. "That... that was something," Ajax said from behind me. I left without a word through the backdoor.

I changed my shoes once I got in the car, calling Andy.

"We're leaving."

"Good choice."

The car door opened and Andy came in. I immediately kissed him. He yelped in my mouth.

"Z-Zander," I started to kiss spots on his neck. He suddenly moaned when I kissed the spot right under his jawline. I decided to mark him there.

FUCK YOU WHITE FEMALE. SUCK MY NONEXISTENT DICK BITCH.