A Brendan Gallagher Fanfiction

Part 5

Authors Note: If you haven't heard the Emblem3 songs in this chapter and would like to listen to them I will put a Youtube playlist link to their new album Nothing To Lose (buy it on Itunes ;) Just look in the playlist till you find the songs I was referring to. Hope you guys like this chapter! Sorry it took so long to finally update :P ~Cali 

B Gally Imagine Part 5 

I must have fallen asleep well B and I were watching the sunrise because I opened my eyes and I wasn't in the pool room anymore.

Although I could still feel B, I turned and realized he was right behind me. He had his arms wrapped around me. I smiled, and turned back around and saw those beer bottles that were still placed on the coffee table in front of us. I suddenly remembered what had happened a few hours ago. There was still a slight pounding in my head and I remembered slipping into the pool and hitting my head.

B stirred behind me and I turned my body around so I was facing B.

I watched as his eyes fluttered open and his gaze fell on me.

"Good morning B"

B smiled and planted a sweet kiss on my nose.

"Good morning to you too. How's your head?"

B's rough morning voice made my heart flutter.

"It's better, still hurts a bit though."

B propped himself up with his elbow.

"I'll go grab another advil? Then we can get breakfast."

I nodded, I was starving.

I sat up so B could get off the couch. He stood up and stretched his arms above his head and let out a long yawn.

I smiled, it was very cute.

B walked off to the bathroom to get my pills.

When he came back I was in the kitchen with a glass of water.

He handed me the pills, "Thanks B. I must have hit my head really hard. Look there's a huge bump."

I lifted up some of my hair at the back of my head and heard B gasp.

"Ouch, you did hit it pretty hard. Do you want ice pack?" B asked.

"Yeah, actually. I guess what would be a good idea." I laughed.

B walked to the freezer and grabbed an ice pack, "Here."

I held it to my head, it was so cold but it felt nice on the swollen part of my head.

"What do you want for breakfast?" B asked.

I thought, "Do you have pancake mix?"

B smiled, and grabbed a box out of the cupboard. He smiled and sat the box down in front of me.

"Great, how about bacon?" I asked.

B chuckled, "You think someone like me wouldn't have bacon."

He pulled a pack from the freezer.

"Okay, we'll have to un-thaw it."

I instructed B around the kitchen well I sat at the island with the ice pack to my head. I felt completely useless but I had a idea.

"I'll be right back!" I told B.

I ran to our room and went to my closet. In the front of my suitcase- in the zippered pocket- I had a lulu lemon headband.

I held the ice pack to my head and maneuvered the headband around it to keep it pressed to my head without having to hold it, it worked, perfect.

I went back into the kitchen, B's back was to me as he checked the bacon, which was unthawing in the microwave.

"Tadaa!" I exclaimed.

B turned to me and he looked surprised and then he started laughing.

"Alright stop with the laughing, we have breakfast to make. Chop chop!" I ordered.

B was still laughing as I grabbed the pancake mix and measured some into a bowl I grabbed from the cupboard.

I went in search of a wooden spoon, B didn't seem to have one so I grabbed a spoon instead.

I went to put the pancake mix away, and came across some chocolate chips. Yum.

"B can we put chocolate chips in the pancakes?"

B turned from the stove where he had started frying the bacon.

"Yeah, good idea." B smiled.

I poured a whole bunch of chips into the mixture and stirred it around.

I found a frying pan and set it on the stove beside B's pan of bacon.

I poured some pancake mixture into the pan and began making the pancakes.

B was humming as he fried the bacon, so I decided I'd put on some music.

I clicked Emblem3's new CD Nothing To Lose and it shuffled to one of my favourites, Girl Next Door.

I had brought it the day it came out and had been listening to it non-stop. Especially on my 5 hour drives to Montreal and Peterbourgh.

I bobbed my head to the music and sung quietly along to Wesley's voice.

I could feel B's gaze on me but I didn't care. I was having fun.

He chuckled and went back to his bacon.

The song soon changed to Nothing To Lose and I continued singing along, I knew all the words.

"Who is this?" B asked.

"Emblem3" I answered.

I sung along to the chorus and pulled B close to me as Wesley sung 'I just want to pull you closer'

B chuckled and planted a kiss on my cheek.

"Hope you feel the same yeah?" I sung, I also made it a point I was actually implying this to B.

B nodded his head, "Yeah, I defiantly do."

B pulled me closer to him, but there was a lot more space left between us.

I could feel B's hot breath on my cheek.

I looked up at him and smiled, B's adorable smile brightened.

I placed my lips onto his, we moved our lips in sync, getting quite into the kiss. That is until we smelt something burning.

"Shit.." I murmured against B's lips.

I felt him smile again, and he chuckled.

I pulled away and turned to the stove where sure enough I had left a perfectly brown pancake on the pan.

I flipped the pancake and sure enough it was burnt to a crisp on the bottom.

"It's alright, we have enough now anyways." B said.

We cleaned up our mess and B made up our plates of bacon and the not burnt pancakes.

I scrubbed the pan I had burnt the pancake in. I think I wrecked the pan.

"It doesn't matter, come on sit down and eat before it gets cold." B said.

"Alright." I left the pan in the sink.
I grabbed two cups and the milk from the fridge , I also grabbed the maple syrup.

"Oh, thanks. I almost forgot about the syrup."

I laughed and sat down at the island with B.

We ate in silence, B told me the pancakes were good and I thanked him.

"What are you doing?"

I looked up, "I was about to dip my bacon in my maple syrup.. Why?"

I was just eating my breakfast, I guess B wasn't used to this, but I had down it all my life and he knew that.

He laughed, "You still do that?"

"Um, yes. It's delicious."

I took a bite of my bacon which was now covered in maple syrup.

B went back to eating his food.

I continued chewing on my strip of bacon, I watched B cut a piece of his pancake and put into his mouth.

He looked up at me and raised an eyebrow, sorta like a 'what' gesture since his mouth was full.

"Nothing."

"Mhmm. Why were you staring at me then?" He asked.

"You're cute." I shrugged my shoulders, it was true.

B's cheeks flushed pink, "Thanks then."

After breakfast was done and all the dishes were clean B told me he had a pre-game practice after lunch.

"You have a game today?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Who are you playing?" I asked.

"Boston. You want to come?"

I would love to but I didn't want B to go to much trouble, especially since it's game day.

"It's fine, I can get a ticket when I go to practice." B could always tell if I was uncomfortable about something.

"Alright, I'd love to come then."

B smiled, "Can you help me lug my gear to my car? I got it washed yesterday so I need to get it hack to my car."

I nodded, I followed B to his room where he grabbed some socks and a long sleeve shirt from his drawers. He then shoved them i to his hockey duffle bag.

He grabbed a stick from the closet in the hall and handed it to me.

"I thought you had sticks at the rink?" I asked.

"We do, they ask us to bring our own for practice sometimes. I like to be prepared."

We walked back into the living room and to the front hall. B opened the front hall closet where he kept all his jackets and shoes. He pulled a bag from the top shelf and handed it to me. It was a smaller duffle bag which contained his hockey skates.

B then opened the front door and held it open for me. I thanked him and walked towards the elevator. B locked his front door and quickly followed after me, where the elevator doors were opening.

I walked in with B's duffle bag over my shoulder and his stick under my arm.

B clicked the button for the lobby and the doors soon closed.

I felt B looking at me but I didn't acknowledge him.

The doors soon slide open and I make my way out of the elevator but not before B grabs my hand and entwines his fingers through mine.

He swung our joined hands as we walked to his car.

When we got to his car he opened the trunk, where his hockey bag fit perfectly. He closed it again and I followed him to the drivers seat.

He took his skate bag from me and placed it on the passenger seat. He then grabbed his stick from me and placed it on the floor there.

"Thanks for the help Y/N." B said.

"No problem. So when's practice over?" I asked.

B got in his car, it was almost 1:00 now.

"It ends at 3:00. Then I gotta come home and relax before I leave at 6:00." B explained to me.

"Alright. Remember to get me a ticket?" I asked.

A smile appeared on B's face, " I haven't forgotten. Wanna sit behind the bench?" He asked.

"I sure do!" I answered excitedly.

I hadn't been to a hockey game in such a long time.

B chuckled, "Alright. Well I gotta go. I'll be back soon. See ya."

He leaned out of his window and planted a sweet kiss on my cheek, I smiled.

"Alright. See ya."

He pulled out of his parking spot and towards the exit to the main street. I watched as his black jeep turned onto the street and seconds later was out of sight.

B's POV

"Gally!!!" Subban yelled as I entered the locker room.

I laughed, "Hey. What's got you in such a good mood?"

"My family is coming to the game tonight. I haven't seem em' in forever."

"He's been talking about it for the last half hour." Alex said.

I turned to Alex, or as some of the guys call him 'Gally #2'. We decided on the numbers because we were starting to get confused with the same nickname.

"Where is everybody?" I asked.

Alex and P.K. were the only ones in the locker room, other than myself.

"Well half of the guys aren't here yet but Prust, Pacioretty, and Price are on the ice already." Alex explained.

I placed my bag in front of my locker and sat down. I pulled of my shoes and my socks, then hung up my jacket.

Alex and P.K. were almost ready but when they finished they decided to wait for me.

As I was slipping my gear on, more of the guys strolled in. They said hello and made their way to their lockers.

I was soon ready to go so P.K., Alex, and I headed to the ice.

When we stepped on the ice Prust and Pacioretty were shooting on Price.

We skated around the rink a few times like we always did, before each of us grabbing a puck and practicing our stick handling.

About 15 minutes later all of the guys had made their way onto the ice, followed by coach Therrin and a few of the other staff.

For the next 2 hours coach drilled us and he did it hard. Since we had 3 days off we needed it.

15 minutes after 3:00 I was changed and ready to go home and relax for the game tonight.

As I was heading to my car I remembered the game and that I forgot to get Y/N's ticket.

I chucked my gear into my car and hurried back into the building.

I found exactly who I was looking for, easy enough too.

It was Lily, she worked in the box offices but I always found her in the back room. She came here hours before each game and used the wifi. We have been good friends for awhile now. I know that her mum is a hardcore alcoholic and her mum is also a single mother. Lily brings half of the money in for rent so her mother doesn't have to worry. Lily has told me before that her house rarely has any running water, electricity or food. So most times when she comes in looking quite unhappy and tired, I "lend" her a couple 50's. Lily likes to make herself think I'm just lending her money but I'm not. She will never have to pay me back.

I find Lily at the computer in the back room, munching on some old ritz crackers that have been in the training rooms kitchen for quite awhile now.

"Hey Lily." I say as I enter the room.

She looks up from the computer which is open to 'Tumblr'. She's showed me this website before. She's quite addicted to it.

"Hey Brendan. What's up?" She asks, swivelling around in her desk chair.

"I need a ticket for tonight. Behind the bench?"

"Jeez boy, you know last minute sales are the worst." Lily gets up from her chair and gestures for me to follow her.

She turns on one of the computers attached to the registers in the box office. A map of the arenas seats pops up on the screen and Lily zooms into the bench section.

She points to one seat which isn't coloured in, "Single seat, but somewhat closer to the away bench though."

I shake my head, that won't do.

"Can we move someone?" I ask.

"Where would we move them though?"

We talk strategy and figure moving them to a box seat for the game is the only better option. It's only one person but they are allowed to bring at least 5 others into the box with the ticket.

Lily calls the customer after locating their purchase.

A good 10 minutes later Lily strolls back into the room.

"They agreed to the switch. They put up a good fight though."

I laughed, Lily began pressing some buttons for the change.

Lily flicked her long blonde hair out of her face well she typed away at the computer. Lily was quite tiny, she was 5'5 and probably weighed less than she should but she was still beautiful.

She wasn't my type though, we had both realized that a few months back. I was hanging out with her well she waited for a taxi to take her home from work one night. We were just talking about pretty much nothing when she kissed me. It was nice but we didn't feel anything from it.

That kiss had actually made our friendship stronger, Lily was amazing. She told me stuff about her that she couldn't tell anyone else. Lily was only 17 but she was extremely mature and because she has been through a lot of things (that no one at 17 should have been through already) it made her stronger than most 17 year olds.

Lily handed me my ticket, "Thanks, I appreciate it."

She smiled and I followed her to the back room where I was about to leave.

"Who's the ticket for?" I heard Lily ask.

I turned around, " My friend.. From back home. She uhm came up a few days ago."

Lily smiled, "You know you can tell me anything Brendan."

And that's just what I did. I sat down beside Lily and told her everything.

"- I think I love her Lily." I finished.

"I think you do too." Lily responded.

I smiled, Lily clicked a few times on her computer and a picture popped up.

I smiled again, "Wait.. how was that taken?"

It was me leaning out of my jeep and planting a kiss on Y/N's cheek.

"Don't worry. It was just a fan. She noticed you coming out of your apartment and was gonna come over and ask for a picture but she realized you were with a friend so she just sorta took pics from afar." Lily laughed.

"Oh, alright." That's not too bad then.

"Well I have to go now. I'll see you tonight." And then I left.

Your POV

The front door opened at 3:45.

I was in the kitchen pulling out a lasagna from the oven. It was the one I wanted to make after watching that cooking show.

"Hello?!" I heard B's voice echo from the front hall.

"In the kitchen!" I yelled back.

I heard B's footsteps making his way to the kitchen. I placed the lasagna on the counter and turned around. B was leaning against the island.

He smile at me, "It smells to good in here for takeout. What did you make?" He asked.

I giggled, "Look for yourself." I said as I moved to reveal the lasagna.

"You made lasagna?" He asked.

"I was watching a cooking show before I went swimming this morning and this lady made an awful looking lasagna and it reminded me of when we were little and tried to make one by ourselves."

I cut a piece and placed it on a plate for B. I placed the plate in front of him with a fork a knife.

"Enjoy." I told him and he smiled.

I turned around to get myself some.

"Mmm. This is great! Haven't had a homemade meal in such a long time." B exclaimed.

I sat down beside him and we ate in silence. After I did the dishes and B went to relax. It was almost 5 when I collapsed beside B on the couch.

"Thanks. That was really good." B told me.

"You're welcome."

We sat in silence until B wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I leaned into him, he was warm and his sweater smelt like him. We sat like this for awhile until I heard B's breathing get shallow. I turned to look at him his eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly open, he was asleep. I slipped put of his grip and slowly pulled him down so he was laying on the couch. I went to the hall closet and found a Montreal Canadiens blanket, of course h: have one. I placed it over him and decided I should shower.

After I had my shower it was 5:15 and B was still asleep.

I straightened my hair and put on just a bit of makeup. Now I had to decide what to wear.

When I came out of the bathroom B was sitting on the bed, he was grinning. I raised my eyebrow at him and his cheeks flushed as he rubbed the back of his neck.

He smiled almost nervously and that's when I realized I was only in a towel.

"Oh, your such a pervert." B chuckled, he was defiantly embarrassed.

I went to the closet and found my best pair of dark wash skinny jeans.

I put on some underwear then slipped on the jeans. I went in search of my favourite yellow bra to wear. I found it in the bottom of the bin I kept my socks and underwear in. I clipped it and pulled the straps over my shoulders. Hmm, now what to wear?

There was a knock at the door to the closet, "Can I come in?"

I wrapped the towel around my upper half, "Yeah, come on in."

B popped in and handed me a shirt. "I thought you should wear it. Personally, I think you should wear another shirt under it because you may get cold."

I unfolded the shirt but it wasn't a shirt at all, it was a B's jersey.

"Oh, this is awesome. I'd love to wear it, thanks B." I gave B a hug.

B left me to change. I grabbed a thin long sleeve shirt from the rack and slipped it on. I put B's jersey over it and looked at myself in the mirror on the back of the door. I looked good.

I opened the door and left the closet.

B was sitting on the bed, he looked up and saw me.

He smiled, "Are you ready to go?" He asked.

I grabbed my purse and slipped my iPhone into my back pocket, "Yeah, I am."