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"I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once."
— John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

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MILO

"Hey man, where did you go?" Kade said as he walked in to my room. "Alvara's." I said flipping the page in my book.

"Any particular reason?" Kade said raising his eyebrow, I marked the page in my book knowing he wouldn't leave until I told him.
"There was a spider in her bathroom." I said, he started to laugh, "Okay, fine don't tell me." He scoffed.

"No, I'm serious. She called me said there was a spider in her bathroom, so I ran to her house. I didn't kill the spider, I captured it. Per her request, then she drove me home." I explained leaving out the part where she was only in a towel and her hair was wet and she looked like a model.

"Well since she saved your life I guess it's only fair you saved her, from a spider." He shook his head in disbelief. "And yet you still think you're not in love, you two can't go three days without seeing each other." I wanted to laugh but I knew he was right.

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I was grateful coach had let me go back to practice, everyone was. We only had one back up goalie, Charlie. There would be no point in even playing tonight if he had sub in for me.

After I got back home from the gym this morning I got in the shower, my mind couldn't help but wander back to last night. When we were on the phone I could stop myself before the words "pretty girl" slipped through my lips.
I heard the hitch of her breath on the other side of the phone.

I was significantly taller than her, so when looking down to make eye contact with her last night I couldn't help but notice her breasts tucked behind her towel.

Even upstairs, before I found the spider I noticed her clothes splayed across the title of her bathroom floor. Her black thong and pretty bra that matched. I was trying to think about anything other than her. My grandmother's funeral, hockey plays, even any facts about spiders I could recall from a report I did in fifth grade.

The worst part was she didn't even know what she doing to me. How hard it was to keep my breathing even, to not get bricked up every time we were in the same room. It was damn near impossible to not be affected by her.

Before I knew it I was jerking off in the shower like a freshman. I couldn't stop thinking about her, I had no idea how I would even focus tonight. She would be on one of my jerseys with my last name across her back.

ALVARA

I was excited for tonight, well excited to watch a certain hockey player. I looked over at the white and green jersey, number seventeen. My lucky number.

"Hey, do you have a minute?" The voice was Kiara's. "Yeah, What's up?" I said noticing the sad look in her eyes. She was usually very happy and bubbly. She walked in and sprawled out on my bed.

"My brother found out about me and Sawyer a few days ago... he was mad, then apparently Milo talked some sense into him and now Sawyer is taking it as a green light to be in a committed relationship." She fidgeted, "Do you not want to be with Sawyer?" I asked confused to what she was getting at, "I do but," she took a shaky breath before continuing, "He's leaving next year to play pro, and I'm happy for him but I still have more school and I want to be nurse. Ideally I want to be committed to a hospital."

Oh— this really was quite the dilemma. "It sounds to me like you need to be having this conversation with Sawyer, have you even brought any of this up to him?" She closed her eyes and sat up, "No. I don't want to, it makes me sad. I really like him Alvara, but if I told him I wanted to be in a relationship with him he would put me first. I don't want him to do that he is so close to playing pro, he can't give it up over some girl." Her eyes filled with tears, "Then for right now enjoy the moments you have with him while you're together, there is still plenty of time to sort this out." I said she walked over and pulled me into a hug, I hugged her back. "You're a really good friend Alvara, thank you." I smiled at her compliment, "Anytime Kiki." She sniffled a laugh at my nickname for her.

"Ice cream?" I offered, "Yes, please." She laughed through her tears. I sent a quick text to Del to get the living room ready with ice cream and Keeping up with the Kardashians Kiara's favorite. "Wait—" she gasped, "is that Milo's jersey?" Her attention shifted to his jersey set out atop of my desk chair. "Yeah, he asked me to wear it to his game tonight." I said smiling, "Do you know what that means?!" She asked excitedly. "That he likes me?" I asked now confused, "Well yes, but it's also him— how do I put this without sounding... weird?— it's kinda like him staking a claim on you." She explained, "I'm not so sure he thought of it that way..." I said hesitation lacing my words. "I guess we'll see..." she said ominously.

We went down stairs got ice cream with the other girls and watched the show. About two hours later we paused the show and all got ready to go to the hockey game. His jersey was about ten sizes too big, but I made it work. I paired it with the same fleece leggings I wore last time and put my hair up, UGGs because they are cozy and warm. I also wore the new socks I bought on Sunday. Sure it was basic, but at least it was warm and comfortable.