𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

Chapter 58: Musketeers

Greyson

"Five musketeers! Six musketeers! Seven-"
"SHUT UP!" Liam jumps back surrendering as I gasp for air and deadlift the two hundred pounds I would normally do.

Quinn standing awkwardly beside Conrad making sure her gaze doesn't dart toward him, while Liam keeps nodding silently cheering me on, and my beautiful dollface beside him pinching her skin like old times as she worryingly keeps her eyes on my healed wound.

One wrong move and it can reopen, and I need to get back in shape for the next big game in three weeks, and of course, I have to look good for my girlfriend and the Elite Gala this Friday.

I groan and drop the deadlift, sinking to my seat they rush up to me, "You did eight that's a new record" I glare up at Quinn as she notes it down, Dollface rushes toward me and damps a white little cloth on my forehead-

Thats not what I need.

I grasp the back of her neck and pull her into a devouring kiss, everyone else gasps and turns our back to us as she taunted me with her tongue, I haven't been able to touch her since my arms and hands are goddamn throbbing in pain.

The only way she can make me come Is by kissing me, and my cock is already throbbing from just wanting her on my lap-

"Are you done?" Liam asked, releasing dollface as she beams, "Yes" She nervously cleared her throat, god she's fucking flawless, with her green eyes, her perfect shade of blonde hair, and her fair skin.

I smile as I admire my beauty, "Anyways" Conrad sighed, "It was your first deadlift in days you did good" I sigh, I used to do a hundred with two hundred pounds, and now I can't do my daily work out routine without taking five minute breaks.

How the hell am I supposed to skate and handle pushes? Sighing I stand, "One more time"
"That's what you said last time-"
"Again," I said cutting Liam off mid-sentence

Alice

I watch as Greyson skates toward Liam, using his strength to shove him against the glass barrier when he suddenly hisses in pain, like a sixth sense I stand and start pacing down the bleacher steps, Liam along with Conrad, Aaron, Lucian, Abel, and Nick rush to skate up to him.

Greyson hasn't stopped training for two days straight, and I hate how much weight he's putting on his shoulders, it's reminds me...of me.

High school me, College me, how obsessed I was with making sure I was good at everything including making my parents proud when all It did was harm myself instead.

I know he wants to make his team proud and win the next big game, but we can't keep this up, not only will he physically get hurt but mentally.

Pacing inside the rink with my skates already tied and ready for any upcoming problem I skate up to the boys hovering over Greyson, He groans as he holds onto his stomach.

"Greyson you can't keep putting yourself at risk" Conrad sighed holding his arm over his shoulder, "I can't the game is in"
"Greyson" I snap my voice echoing through the arena.

Everyone stayed silent including Greyson, I sighed and looked him dead in the eyes, as if he read my thoughts he licked his lips from the cold, and said, "Can you guys give us a minute?"

Everyone nods skating toward the entrance barrier meanwhile I skate toward Greyson, and without hesitation, I wrap my arms around his neck hugging him tightly, melting into my embrace he hugs me back.

"Everything okay dollface?"
"No...I miss Greyson" He tensed as I released him, "Baby I'm right here" He slightly smiled, but I shook my head, "Yes you are...but your still not with me Greyson" He stayed silent and took a deep breath.

"I don't like you putting yourself under too much pressure, you've been waking up at four in the morning every day to train and when you come back to my place you arrive all worked up" It's as if we're so close yet so far, he's stressed about hockey, and I know he wants to accomplish his most loved hobby, but he's already made it.

"Your perfect to me Greyson, your perfect to the world, you'll be perfect in the rink"
"Dollface what if I fail? What if I fail you-" Cutting him off I cup his cheeks and rub his cold skin from the cold arena.

"You've never failed me, and you never will, I don't care if you lose, I'll be the happiest girlfriend alive seeing you step foot in the rink and put it what you can, don't force yourself to try and be perfect for the world, you're already the most perfect guy in my eyes, and that's all that matters" He beams placing a soft gentle kiss on my lips.

Grasping the back of his neck I hold him tight, "Now come on come home with me and watch Disney movies till three a.m."
"Fine but this time I get to pick our junk food for tonight"

Pouting I groan, He knows how picky I am with my food but I know I always end up loving what he gets me, "Finee!"