I'm standing outside in front of Belle Centre in the cold, my arms crossed across my chest. I forgot that I didn't drive here, I don't even have a car, so I just called a taxi to come pick me up. Actually, I called a taxi about 10 minutes ago and they're still not here. I'm scrolling through my phone trying to waste time and decide to just check in with my parents.
>>>Hey mom, just finished a skating lesson with the Brendan Gallagher. I'm a pro now
<<<HA! You love that kid! So fun! Maybe you can teach us soon?
>>> I'll try my best;)
<<< Just FYI, you're clothes should be there either tomorrow or tonight if lucky. I shipped them to your hotel
>>> sweet thx mom. talk to you tonight
When I close out of my message app I go back onto twitter and start scrolling through it, they have the most entertaining things on there. It's now 2:30 and the taxi still isn't here; i'm cold, i'm starving and now I'm starting to get pissed. Just as I'm about to call the taxi again I hear the doors behind me swish open.
"What are you still doing here?" I hear Brendan ask as he makes his way to stand next to me.
"Well I called a taxi to come pick me up but i've been here for literally 30 minutes and still no car," I say looking at him.
"I can just give you a ride, they're not coming anytime soon," he says as he points to a car in the nearly empty parking lot, a Black Matte Range Rover.
"No, no it's really okay. I was just about to call them again," I urge as I show him my phone for emphasis.
"I insist," he pushes me into the parking lot.
"Brendan..." I say turning to face him.
"Quincyy..." he mimiks me.
"You probably have plans, why would you want to spend even more time with me," I tell him.
"I actually don't have plans, do you?" he asks as we continue to stand in the middle of the parking lot.
"Actually yes I do," I state thinking back to my possible plans with Caden which included lunch and city viewing.
"And what would they be?" Brendan asks quizzingly.
"I was going to meet the other new assistant athletic trainer, Caden, for lunch and we were going to go see the city," I say.
"Were you really?" he asks skeptically.
"Possibly," I continue.
"Yea alright," he laughs as he continues then to pull me towards his car.
"I'm serious Brendan!" I say loudly.
"Chill I'll just drop you off, where are you staying?" he asks.
Okay good, he'll just drop me off and then we'll head our separate ways. "Sheraton at the Plaza," I reply as we reach his beautiful car.
"Okay cool I'll have you there in 10 minutes tops," he says as he walks around to the driver's side of the car. We both climb in and I buckle my seat belt as he turns on the engine and also the radio. Suddenly BackSeat Freestyle by Kendrick Lamar comes blaring through the speakers, literally blaring at the highest possible volume. Brendan's face turns pale and he very quickly reaches for the volume and turns it town to a reasonable volume of 10.
"Holy shit sorry about that," he says as he rubs the back of his neck.
"It's okay, I love this song," I say with a laugh. I reach for the volume and and turn it up slightly to 16 notches.
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No Romance (Brendan Gallagher)
Fanfic"Alright Quincy," Michele begins, "as you must know you are officially the first female athletic trainer in the NHL. So first of all congratulations... Certainly we need you to be close with our players so you are able to help them when they need it...
