Skate With Me (Victor Nikiforov x Reader)

Chapter 3: Consistent

I can't stop myself from crying. I'm happy for him but at the same time, I miss skating with him. More tears streamed down my face as I stare at him. Xandra noticed this and pat my back. "I'm sorry, I need to go," I told her. She nodded and said "It's okay. I'll go with you."

We stood up and went to the backstage. We sat on the chairs in front of Victor's changing room. I rested my head on her shoulders.

"You're crying again," she said. "He's just so wonderful," I said and blew my nose on a tissue.

A few moments later, I calmed down. "Thank you, Sandra," I said and smiled at her. "Anytime, (y/n)," she replied. "I think you should go now. Wait for me inside the changing room," I said. She nodded and went inside the room beside us.

Moments later I hear Victor call my name, "(Y/n)!" I ran towards him and hugged him, "Victor!" My tears just streamed out of my eyes again as soon as I hugged him. I feel so happy.

"Oh, (y/n), you're crying again," he said. "You're just so wonderful!" I replied. After a few minutes, we let go and Victor spoke: "Stop crying now, it will ruin your beautiful face." I blushed and looked down but he lifted my face. "Even if you're crying, you're still beautiful," he said.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips on mine. I snaked my arms towards his neck and kissed back. The kiss was loving and it made my heart beat fast.

After a while, he pulled away and looked into my eyes. "I love you," he said. "I love you too, Victor," I replied and buried my face on his chest. He wrapped his hands around me and placed his head on mine.

Suddenly, Yakov shouted, "Oy Victor!" The two of us let go and he turned around to look at Yakov. "The other two are waiting for you, let's go!" He said. Victor looked back at me and asked, "You coming?" I shook my head and said no. "I'll watch you inside," I added and pointed his changing room. "Okay," he smiled and kissed my forehead before turning around and walking towards Yakov.

I quickly opened the door to the changing room and went inside. I locked the door behind me and sat on the couch beside Sandra. I grabbed the throw pillow next to me and buried my face on it.

"I'm guessing something great happened?" Xandra said. I sighed and looked at her. "We kissed," I said. She gasps and squealed. I smiled at her reaction. I looked to the coffee table beside the couch and reached for the remote then turned the TV on.

Victor and 2 other skaters appeared on the screen. They were being photographed by hundreds of photographers and reporters.

A reporter was speaking, "We now have a men's singles consecutive five-time winner in the World Figure Skating Championships!"

And then the scene changed. Victor together with the other 2 skaters were sitting behind a table. "That was fast," I thought. The reporter continued to speak, "The victor is Russia's Victor Nikiforov!"

A lady came closer to Victor and asked him, "What do you have in mind for next season?" Victor places his index finger on his chin and he seems to be thinking deeply.

I turned the TV off and stood. Sandra looked at me and asked," Why did you turn it off?" Then she raised an eyebrow. "We need to go start packing," I answered. "Isn't it too soon?" She asked. "No. It's just the right time," I answered.

"Go pack up," I said. Sandra nodded in reply. I walked towards the vanity and picked up Victor's stuff. Next, I picked up his clothes on the table beside the vanity then walked towards Victor's suitcase. I opened it and placed his stuff neatly and properly.

I didn't remove much from my suitcase. I only removed my phone so I have nothing to fix compared to Sandra who took out a lot.

I walked towards her and asked, "Need help?" She shook her head, "Nah, I'm fine. Thanks." I nodded and sat back on the couch.

After Sandra finished packing, she walked towards me. "Hey, (y/n)," she said. I hummed in response. "I'm gonna go outside and get some air. Also some food," she said. "Okay, just be back before we leave," I replied. She nodded and left.

I laid on the bed and stare at the ceiling. I yawned then I felt sleepy. "I could take a nap while Victor isn't here," I told myself. Slowly, my eyes closed and I drifted to sleep.

I was skating through an ice rink. There were mirrors on the walls of the rink so I looked at myself. I look like the day Victor asked me to be his. My (h/c) hair is in a french braid and I'm wearing my favorite costume.

I looked around and saw no one. I'm alone. Suddenly, I heard voices. "You were never good enough as a partner that's why he left you," a boy said. "He never liked you," a girl said. "He's not gonna come back," they said in unison.

More voices began to speak. They were blaming me. I can hear more and more voices. I covered my ears. I can still hear them. I fell to the ice and covered my ears more. "Why can I still hear them?" I asked.

I began to panic. "I hate this!" I screamed. The voices stopped and all the mirrors broke. My eyes began to tear up.

I sudden realization hit me. "I remember this," I thought. I slowly stood, "But something is not right."

"(Y/n)? (Y/n)!" I heard someone call my name. And my body is being gently shaken by someone. I opened my eyes and saw Victor sitting beside me and Sandra standing behind him. They had a worried look on their faces.

"Are you okay?" Sandra asked. I groaned and sat up. "Yea, I'm just really tired," I answered and rubbed my forehead. "Let's go now so you can rest at home," Victor said, "And for Yakov not to yell at us as well. He had been waiting at the airport." I nodded and stood.

Victor carried his suitcase as well as mine while Sandra carried hers. We walked out of the changing room and the arena. The airport is a walking distance away from the arena so we just walked.

We got ourselves a private plane so that Victor can rest. Once we entered the airport, his fans squealed at the sight of him. He just smiled at them since he cannot wave because he's carrying our suitcase.

"It's (y/n)!" Someone screamed. I looked over to where it came from and smiled. The fans squealed more and they called our names. I waved at them because I'm not like the other stars who just ignore their fans.

We continued to walk until we reached the plane. A man helped him and Sandra carry the suitcases. We got onto the plane and sat on one of the seats near the windows. Sandra and Yakov sat away from us. I sat beside the window.

I was looking outside until the plane flew off. I turned around to face Victor. He was already staring at me. "I need my jacket," I said. Instead of getting my jacket, he removed his instead and handed it to me.

"Aren't you cold?" I asked. "I'm fine. I'm used to cold more than you so just take this," he answered. I took it from him and wore it.

I laid my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer. I looked up at him. His eyes were closed. I smiled and laid my head back on his shoulder and slept.