Falling For Hockey

Chapter Ten

The next morning my alarm went off at six thirty like it did every morning, and I got up and had a very long, hot shower. I may or may not have plugged my phone into my dock system and started singing very loudly to wake Thomas up. Let's just say it worked.

"I knew all girls sang karaoke in the shower!" he yelled.

I pretended to ignore him and sang even louder just to be annoying. And my country playlist was playing because I know Thomas hates country music. It's my mission to make him love it. And he will because I'm very persistent.

"BODY LIKE A BACK ROAD, DRIVIN' WITH MY EYES CLOSED, I KNOW EVERY CURVE LIKE THE BACK OF MY HAND, DOIN' FIFTEEN IN A THIRTY, I AIN'T IN NO HURRY, I'MA TAK IT SLOW JUST AS FAST AS I CAN," I yelled along to the music.

Thomas then barged into the bathroom and put my music on a different playlist. "These Days" by Mike Stud and Marcus Stroman started blaring out of my speakers.

"At least you picked a good song," I said poking my head out from behind the shower curtain.

"That's because I have a good taste in music," he teased.

"Get out you loser! I can't sing with an audience!" I hollered.

Once Thomas left I resumed my singing until I left the bathroom. By then Thomas had grown impatient and went to shower in Dylan and Mathieu's room. I only knew this because Mathieu sent a message to the group chat.

French Mat: Chabby came here to get away from Lucy's terrible singing!

Stromer: It's true; he said it's really bad

Chabby's Girl: I'm not that bad! Jeez you guys!

Speersy: I don't know I guess we'll have to see what Chabby says when he's done

The Goat: I want a video of Lucy singing in the shower

JB: Perv

The Goat: Not like that jeez Jake

Chabby's Girl: Well I hope not... and I do not want any videos of me singing period!

Chabby: SENT A VIDEO

Chabby: Here ya go boys!

Chabby's Girl: I'm going to kill you

I watched the video to see what I was singing, and it was just me yelling the words to "Body Like A Back Road" by Sam Hunt so it wasn't even my real singing voice.

The Goat: This is priceless!

Speersy: Does she sing like that all the time?

French Mat: She better not sing like this in Saint John...

Chabby's Girl: Good lord I was singing like that to piss of Thomas, that's not my real singing voice!

French Mat: Thank the Lord I thought my ears were going to start bleeding!

Chabby's Girl: Wow you and Julien are huge drama queens

The Goat: Are not! I'm just very expressive...

I laughed at the messages and muted my phone so they couldn't annoy me anymore. I grabbed my beats and put them around my neck, then went down to breakfast where all of the guys were sitting together, most likely watching that video. Thanks Thomas.

I grabbed my food and sat with Thomas.

"Are you mad about the video?" he asked.

"No way, it's not even my real singing voice! And it's a good song Thomas! You should really start listening to country music," I told him.

"No way. Especially not on game day! I don't need to ruin my day by listening to that crap," he said eating a strip of bacon.

"There is nothing wrong with country music Thomas," I argued.

"Everything is wrong with country music."

I ripped a piece of crust off of my toast and threw it at him. There was a childish glint in his eyes as he threw a piece back. We both giggled as we continued to fling pieces of toast at each other.

"Oh god! Get a room you two!" Dylan yelled as I flung a ketchup covered hash brown into Thomas' hair. We both burst out laughing as he flung one back at me.

Phil is literally the biggest child out of us all. He kept yelling, "Food fight! Food fight!" through the whole thing. But we love him so it's okay.

Thomas and I, both covered in ketchup and syrup, syrup because we eventually started flinging pieces of pancake at each other, decided that we were going to go get cleaned up. Not together of course. That would be weird.

"I'm showering first this time," he joked as I unlocked the door.

"Alright suit you," I laughed picking out a new outfit. Thankfully I took my beats off when I sat down for breakfast or they would be a sticky mess.

I heard Thomas step into the shower, and I didn't even know what I was doing until I was completely naked and about to pull the curtain back. Then I realized that he was gonna find it weird if I was just in here naked anyways so I pulled the curtain back and stepped in, successfully scaring Thomas.

"Jesus!" he exclaimed when I stepped in.

"Nope, just me," I said smirking.

He looked me up and down then smiled. "Tu est très belle," he said. He just called m beautiful.

"Merci," I said feeling a blush creep up on my face.

"No really. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. And you're so fit, like look at yor little four pack starting to come through," he told me running a finger over the small lines where my abs were starting to show.

He pulled me in and kissed me. He tasted like ketchup, syrup and home. His arm snaked around my back and pulled me under the flow of water. I jumped a little at first because damn he likes to take hot showers.

"Lucy, I know it's only been almost two months, but I love you. And I can't help but fall in love with you a little more everyday I'm with you. I love every little moment with you, from dancing in here last ighr to our food fight this morning. I love you Lucy."

"Thomas, I love you too," I said leaning in and kissing him. I know that I've never been surer of something in my whole life.