UNKNOWN NUMBER; QUINN HUGHES

EIGHTEEN

Peyton squinted as the sun came through the curtains and into her eyes. She groaned and buried her head into Quinn's chest. She lifted her head and rested her chin on his chest, looking up at him.

"Staring's rude, you know," Quinn's groggy voice spoke.

"I'm not staring," Peyton denied. "I'm admiring, there's a difference."

Quinn lightly laughed, tipping his head to give her a quick peck. Peyton smiled.

"Get dressed, Quinn," Peyton said. "My brother's on his way home, if he already isn't here."

"Brayden's here?" Quinn asked, eyes going wide.

"Yeah, did I not tell you?"

"No," Quinn shook his head. "What if he hates me? He's gonna set me on fire."

"He's not gonna set you on fire," Peyton told him. "He may threaten you, but he won't actually hurt you."

"Are you sure?" Quinn asked.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Peyton said, pecking him. "I'll make sure he's in a good mood before you come out."

Quinn nodded, watching as Peyton walked out of her room. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand and opened the group chat with his brothers.

MESSAGES WITH 'HUGHESEX‼️'

Huggy🧸
There was action
last night

Rowdy🤠
Oh???

How was it

Huggy🧸
Good

Moosey🫎
She your girlfriend
now or?

Huggy🧸
I don't know
actually

We told each other
that we both are in
love with each other
then went back to her
place

Now I'm meeting her
brother and I'm shitting
my pants

Rowdy🤠
Isn't her brother
a pyromaniac?

Huggy🧸
Yes

That's why I'm
scared

What if he doesn't
like me and decides
to set me on fire

Rowdy🤠
I'll write you a
great eulogy

Huggy🧸
Fuck you

I gotta go

Quinn walked out of Peyton's room and into the living room, where Peyton was sitting with her brother. They looked up at the sound of footsteps, Peyton's face lighting up with a smile, while Brayden glared at him.

"Hey, Quinny," Peyton patted the spot on the couch next to her. "Come sit."

Quinn smiled and sat down next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

"Hey, man, I'm Quinn," Quinn extended his hand out to Brayden.

Brayden glared at Quinn's hand. "Brayden,"

Quinn awkwardly put his hand down.

After a few moments of awkward silence, Peyton spoke up. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom."

It was even more awkward when she left.

"Hurt her and I'll beat the shit out of you, then set you on fire, hockey star or not,"

"I'm not gonna hurt her,"

"That's what the last one said, then I found her crying in her room because of him," Brayden said.

"I'm not like Damien," Quinn told him.

"So she told you about him?"

"We ran into him on our first date," Quinn said. "He was working at the coffee shop we went to. We paid and left right after."

Peyton walked back into the living room, sitting back down next to Quinn. She leaned her head onto Quinn's chest. He put his arm around her and kissed the top of her head.

"You two getting along now?" Peyton asked, looking between the two.

"We're civil," Brayden told her.

"Good,"

NOTE FROM ELLE

Peyton and Brayden are
very much inspired by me
and my brother

Also, back to my player dad
fic idea, how do we feel abt
Jack?