My Life as a Chicago Blackhawk (A Chicago Blackhawks fan-fic)

Chapter 9

I got up the next morning and then got my newspaper. Jonathan ended up on the couch. I got to the sports section to see what was up. But somehow someway Jonathan and I were one of the headlines ‘Is it love’. Oh no Jonathan and I hugging were on that page. Nobody will like this. I’m doomed. He’s doomed.

            Toews got up and then came up to me and then saw the newspaper and then said “Oh no. That’s us. How did they find that?”

            “A reporter must have gotten a picture because it was a through the window picture. But we are going to get caught,” I said.

            3 hours later.

We are going to practice now. In different cars but everybody already knows we’ve been getting text like crazy but ignoring calls. Since Toews is back in the line up he gets to already go to practice.

            At the United Center for practice Q called us over. Oh crap. “Ok you two apparently the league doesn’t know yet but Chicago does and there’s no knowing what they’ll do if they find out so we’ll have to figure out if one of you will either quit or you two will be over.”

            “Coach we understand and after this season we decided I would leave the team,” I said. Jonathan didn’t know but I was thinking really hard and I made the decision myself.

            “Ok but that’s if the league makes us. We all already knew you too would end up together so we’ll have to wait and see the out come of everything but to take away some pain. You two are being taken off the same line,” Q said.

           

           

Jonathan pulled me off to the side.

            “Abby, we never agreed to this. You don’t have to leave,” said Jonathan.

            “Listen yes I do and your not leaving this team. And I am. And I know you can’t leave the team we already faced this were you might have had to,” I explained.

            “But… you made history. And it needs to stay,” Jonny argued.

            “It will. But I’m a chick and the league isn’t ready for it,” I said.

            Coach called us all out to practice.  We practiced and then went home

I went home and so did Jonny but then I got a call around 3:30. “Hey can you come over its important,” said Toews.

            “Ok well I’ll be there,” I said. And then I went over to his house.

            “What do you need,” I asked when I got there.

            “I missed you that was what was so important,” Toews said. I gave him a peck on the check as I walked into his house.

            “So what do you wanna do, Mr. Toews,” I asked. “Cause I missed you, too.”

            “Well I was thinking we could just hang out,” he replied.

            “Ok but understand we do have a game tonight. So I can’t stay long,” I said.

            “Or you can move in with me and we can be together whenever we are home,” he said.

            “Are you asking me to move in with?” I asked.

            “Well, I was thinking about it. And we can spend time together,” he stated.

            “Big steps. I thought we said baby steps. But I will move in with you I can start moving in tomorrow since we don’t have a game,” I said.

            “I’m so happy you said yes,” he said. And then he grabbed me and lifted me to his height since he was 6 foot 2 and I was 5 foot 11. And then we danced around his main room. Until someone knocked on the door I ran to the bathroom so if it was the media there was no evidence I was here besides my car outside. Ekk.

            I heard Jon answer the door it was a good thing I ran because it was the media asking about us. I love saying ‘us’. But then I decided to walk out of the bathroom and then the media just welcomed their selves in. I just stood there and then said no comment to any stupid questions your gonna ask me about Jonathan and me so go now and then I walked over to Jonathan who still was standing there still frozen. I waved them out and then slammed the door.

            Jonathan who stands there still frozen. “Earth to Mr. Toes,” I said purposely pronouncing Toews wrong.

            “Only you could get by saying my last name wrong. But soon it could also be yours,” he replied to me saying Toes instead of Toews.

            “Play your cards right and maybe,” I said. We decided to just watch Slapshot 3 the Junior League.  “I always liked this one the best because this one had cuter guys in it,” I said.

            “Cuter than me,” he said knowing my answer. The movie ended and then I went home.

            “I’ve go to go and change I’ll see you at the game tonight, babe,” I said.

            “Ok well we will start seeing each other more now won’t we after this?” he asked.

            “Yeah so good bye,” I blew him a kiss as I walked out.

            I arrived at the UC and then realized if we win this game. We get to go to the playoffs. I walked in a Kris Versteeg was rapping to the media. That is so one of his talents and then he finished and Jon walked in. He sat right next to me because that was his stall and then Patrick Kane was on the other side.

            The media came right over to Jonathan and me. “How long has this been going on?” one reporter asked. I looked at Jonathan and then we both nodded that meant we answered the question.

            “A week but we’ve liked each other longer,” I answered.

            “Ok, so what level are you guys at in your relationship,” another asked.

            “Just dating boyfriend and girlfriend,” Toews answered and we held hands.

            “That’s enough questions for today,” I said.

            “Can we get a shot of you two kissing?” asked a person.

            “Oh well why not,” Jonathan said. Then we turned our heads together and kissed and then I felt the entire world leave my shoulders. We stopped.

            We got dressed and went out on the ice for warm-ups. The game started and then there was signs everywhere about Jonathan and me.

             

            We won the game that night Jonathan and me both had a hat trick I guess we are each others good luck charms. But as usual everybody thought that it was bad we were on the same team and dating. 

A/N- Uh oh, somebody found them. Reporters are nosy people. What will happen? ~Abby