Hockey has our hearts

hockey has our hearts chapter 9

Aira's Pov

"What part of gay do you not understand?" I yell at Patrick. We have been arguing ever since we got into Patrick's car after the game. He saw me with Ben and go really mad, so when he walked out to where I was waiting he had picked up two fan girls that were hanging all over him.

"If he was gay why were you flirting with him!" he yelled right back at me.

“If you call being nice to someone flirting then we are going to have some problems!" I yelled. At this point I was more than pissed off, and I could tell he was too. We just stood there for a few minutes just staring at each other.

"I just don’t understand why you would bring another guy to MY game." he said a little calmer.

"He’s gay!" I yelled before tackling Patrick. As we fell to the floor Alyshia and Jonathan walked in.

"What the hell" I heard Jonathan say as Patrick and I rolled around on the ground and yelling at each other. After a few minutes of us rolling around, I fell someone grab me and pick me off of Patrick.

"You stupid pansy at least I’m not afraid of hitting someone!" I yelled at Patrick.

"At least I’m not a fucking giant. “He yelled right back. After he said that I pushed Jonathan away from me and stormed out of the house. I need to get some fresh air and a little run before things got any worse.

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After my cool down i walked into the house to find Alyshia, Jonathan and Patrick sitting in the living room.

"Why are you still here?" I asked Patrick.

"I wanted to make sure your alright." he replied smoothly.                               

"Aira, why are you bleeding?" Alyshia asked suddenly. I had totally forgotten that she was in the room.

"Huh? Ohh I tripped and hit my head while I was running." I said to her. She came over and looked at my head before telling me I should go wash it off so it doesn’t get infected. While I was upstairs washing my cut I notice that it’s a pretty bad cut.

"You should probably go to the doctor." Patrick says from behind me.

"I don’t have time to go to the doctor, they take too long and I have volleyball work outs in the morning." i reply turning to face him. I could see the concern in his eyes.

"Well I could call our trainer and see if he can stitch you up." he said certainly.

"Fine." I reply before walking down the hall to my room so I could change into some shorts and a t-shirt. After I changed I went and got into Patrick’s car and we drove over to the trainer’s house so he could stitch up my forehead right above my eye. When we were on our way back to my house Patrick turned to me and said...

"Look babe I don’t like fighting with you. I was stupid to get jealous because you brought another guy to the game. I’m sorry about those girls too."

"I’m sorry too. I should have told you about Ben before the game.... Oh and I’m sorry I tackled you, I can get a little aggressive." I said sincerely. After our apologies it was silent in the car. When we got back to the apartment Patrick was walking ahead of me to i jumped on his back.

"I’m sorry you lost babe." I said after kissing his check.

"It’s alright we have to lose every now and then." He said with a sad smile. When we walked into the apartment Alyshia and Jonathan were sitting on the coach talking.

"Ohh so are you two okay now or do we need to separate you again?" Alyshia said turning to face us.

"No I’m on his back because i hate his guts.. Duh we're okay!" I say back to her.

"Don’t be a smart ass with me!" she snaps.

"Yes miss bitchy period women!!" I say as I salute her." let’s go Patty on to my room before Shorty stabs me!!" I yell