On The Ice (boyxboy)

fifteen

a/n- heyyy guys!! okay so i have recently spent most of my time editing previous chapters and i kinda made it flow better. so if you want a better understanding i guess you could go reread those but it's not really necessary. i was trying to make it more realistic, cause realistically you can't really play hs hockey and get drafted as like a first round pick because you most likely would get a scholarship to play somewhere, but it's just for the sake of the story. so any like crazy hockey jocks just regard how unrealistic it may seem lmao. but carry on!
ps ps this chapter talks a lot about selfharm and scars so TW

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OLLIE'S POV

Julie follows me up the stairs to my bedroom. I'm happy she's here. I just needed to get away from dad before I started visibly ripping my hair out.

"Hey, Julie. Who's that perfect guy from Edgewood that you like?" I ask, genuinely curious. "If it's anyone on the hockey team I could help you out." I say.

"Okay, okay. You can't tell anyone, Ollie, and I mean it." She smiles. "Well, me and Shawn have been talking a lot recently and I think I'm starting to really like him."

I didn't expect it to be Shawn. He's big and buff, but he's a nice guy. He's just not typically a guy girls tend to go for. "Really?" I ask. I replay that and see how that may come out as like an ew type of 'really', so I rephrase, "I mean, Shawn's a nice guy."

She side eyes me. Then she speaks, "Yes, really. He is just such an amazing guy."

"Well, I think you should go for it. I didn't expect it to be Shawn, but he is a good guy." I say.

"I know. Shawn isn't want I typically go for, but believe me, I know how I feel about him. And I do think he's hot." She says, blushing.

I try to think of Shawn the way she does. He's big, I mean he is a d-man, and he's the overprotective type. I don't think he's ever had a girlfriend. He's even taller than Charlie is. He's smart, too. I guess he's perfect for Julie and I don't want to see Julie getting hurt. "Do you want me to talk to him about it?" I ask. I'm willing to do her something like this, since she's so supportive of me all the time and I don't want her to think I'm taking advantage of that.

"No, I think it'll be fine. He invited me to the Halloween party on Saturday. Are you going?" She asks me.

"Yes. Are you coming to the game, too?" I say perking up. I like when julie attends the games, I like to show her how great I am, despite what happened during the bad years.

"Yeah, I am. Shawn asked me to wear his jersey." She says.

I smile, because I really am happy for her, at least one of us gets to have an attempt at teen romance. "Okay. It will be nice to have you there. Have you heard what they've been saying about me and the draft?" I ask. I'm sure she has, but she's not normally all up and involved in hockey.

"Oh, yeah. Aren't you excited for what they're projecting you? They say you'll go first round!" She says.

I take a breath before I say, "Yeah. It's a lot. Dad's counting on me and I'm not sure I can live up to it."

She looks me in the eyes. "I know you can. Hey, and don't listen to your dad. Just play the game you love. And if you're starting to feel like you did or start to go back to your old habits, you have to tell me. I want to be there for you and I want to help you this time." She says.

"Well, you helped me last time, too. Let's just not think about that, though." I say. I try to forget what happened all those years ago, and I wish everyone else would too. "We should watch a movie now."

"Okay." She says looking down. I hand her the remote and she clicks through Netflix before settling on some mystery TV show I've never heard of.

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