Siri's soulmates

Chapter 8- Hockey practise

Whilst walking home from Abigail's, I got a text from Jay. *Hey I've got hockey practise at 5:00, wanna come watch?* Smiling to my self, I sent a message back to him. *That sounds good. I'm just walking home from Abigails house at the moment so I'll text you when I'm ready.*

When I got home, I changed into my light blue jeans from Zara and a plain black halter neck crop top. After getting changed I waited for Jacob to arrive at my house.

"Took your time, didn't you?" I said giving him a shove as I locked the front door behind me.

"Your fault."

"How is it my fault?"

"You took forever to get ready. You do look nice though!"

"Thanks, so do you." I tried to stop myself from smiling. After that, we walked to the place where Jay trains 3 times a week.

"It's colder than I thought it would be!" I said, sitting down with a shiver.

"Here have this." Jay took off his light brown hoodie and threw it at me.

"What's this for?"

"Its to keep you warm."

"What if you need it though?"

"I won't need it, I'll be running round. That'll keep me warm."

"Ok, if you say so." I slid the hoodie over my head.

"It looks better on you anyway!" He gave me a hug before walking over to his team. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I sent Abigail a snap of me in his hoodie. And regretted it straight after, because she phoned me.

"Who's hoodie is that. I swear it's not yours." Abigail shouted into the phone making my ears hurt.

"It's Jays. I'm watching his hockey practice."

"That doesn't explains why your in his hoodie!"

"I was cold so he gave it to me, simple."

"Not simple. He definitely likes you!"

"No he doesn't. He's just being nice." I smiled at him as he warmed up with his teammates.

"Just being nice my ass." Abigail ended the call on me, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Does he like me? Does he not like me? Does he want to be more than friends? Does he not want to be more than friends? Should I ask him what he thinks of me? Should I ask him who he likes? Should I ask him out? No, no I'm not doing that.

Thankfully, Jay walked over to me so I could escape my thoughts.

"Hey, you alright?"

"Yeah, you looked good out there." I replied putting my phone into the pocket of his hoodie.

"Thanks, so did you."

"Me? I haven't done anything."

"That's exactly what I mean! You don't have to do anything to look good." Jay stated giving me a warm smile. I remain speechless. What do I say to that?

"You don't either!"

"Thanks," I could see him go red. It looked cute, "I'm gonna go back to the team. Bye."

"Bye Jay." I watch him walk away. Fuck he's soo pretty.