you and guy were dating since you were 12, you're both 14 now, as you guys matured and things got a bit more serious you two have been having more issues than you could imagine.
you're all lined up to see new players that'll be joining your team.
luis mendoza was who caught your eye.
"great player, his only problem is.. once he starts, he cant stop." tibbles explained, as luis began to show off his skills to the team before him.
connie smiled and nodded, "good looking skater." you looked over at connie then back at luis and started giggling, "i agree."
"very good looking." averman started, looking over at you and connie who were smiling, "what do you think guy?"
guys smile dropped as he saw you giggling with connie and he rolled his eyes, nudging averman to the ground. "Shut up averman."
luis crashed into the wall, "Aaaaah!" — his teammates helped him up, "i almost had it that time." he said, taking off his helmet.
But as luis crashed onto the ground, guy felt his face lift up again.
after this whole thing was done, guy was just ready to leave. he was fed up, because you were clearly making googoo eyes at mendoza. it was sickening.
he quickly left the stadium and as you followed him, he didnt seem too happy.
"what's your problem?" you say, following behind him.
"i don't have one!" he said back, a little too aggressively. "why don't you go back to your little boy crush and forget all about your boyfriend like you've been doing all day."
"what the hell are you talking about germaine?" you said, already fed up with whatever scene he was causing.
he turned around at you, his face mad as ever. "you know what i'm talking about, y/n!"
"no i don-" you started before he cut you off, rudely so.
"you've been laughing and giggling at him with connie ever since he showed his stupid face. how do you think that makes me feel as your boyfriend huh?" he started, his voice rising. "if you wanna be with him then go ahead, i don't need this crap."
he turned around and left you in front of the stadium.
"what the hell." you said to yourself as you made your way back inside, connie was your ride home.
you explained the whole situation to her as her mom drove you home,
"he totally flipped out." you sigh, raking your fingers through your hair.
connie shook her head, "don't worry, he'll come around and apologize. i mean, it's guy. he's sweet." she shrugged and you nodded.
"yeah maybe you're right."
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a few hours later, your phone machine rang. you groaned as everyone else acted as if they didnt hear it, you walked over to the kitchen and answered.
"hello?"
"hey, it's guy."
"oh."
"listen, im coming over alright? please, let me in and we can talk."
"okay.."
and with that you hung up, and waited around the door for him. in a few minutes, he was at your door, when you opened it he was panting. you looked at him in confusion as he looked up at you.
"Ran."
you nodded your head and mouthed an "oh."
"listen, i wanted to apologize about earlier." guy started, looking at you with a small frown. "i was jealous. really jealous, i just hate.. i don't know. i just felt a little out of your league for a bit there."
you looked at guy and pulled him into a hug,
"it's alright. i shouldn't have been making eyes at him in the first place. i'm sorry for making you feel bad but you should know there's nobody above you guy."
he gave a small smile as he hugged you back.
"thanks, y/l/n. i don't know what i'd do without you."
after that sappy moment was done, guy looked at you, "so wanna play some hockey?" he said with a laugh.
you shook your head and smiled, "with what ice?"
"a little street hockey never hurt anyone."
"yeah yeah whatever. let's go."
