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Connor McDavid (Edmonton Oilers)

If I learned one thing from my mama, it's that you never go to bed angry. If you're mad at the person you love, tell them that before you go to bed. Because you never know what the next day will bring.

Me and my long term boyfriend, Connor, had just gotten in a huge fight. I told him that I was ready to get married because we've been together for 6 years and he pushed it off, as usual. I was getting tired of him blowing off the topic because I wanted to settle down and be with him for the rest of my life and it felt like he didn't want to be with me.

Connor bolted upstairs and slammed the door to our room. I waited a few minutes and just as I was going up to talk it out, he came downstairs with an overnight bag over his shoulder, his keys in hand.

"Where are you going?" I asked him. "Leon's." he told me shortly and I shook my head. "Can we please work this out before you go? I don't care if you go but can we work it out? You know how I feel about going to bed angry." I told him and he shook his head. "I need to go. I need to clear my head." He told me and walked out of our front door.

I was shocked. I didn't expect that. Never in 6 years of being together have we ever gone to bed mad at each other, even when we didn't live together. I slid against the wall of the kitchen and held my head in my hands, tears streaming down my face.

I lost the love of my life because of my stupidity. I should have just dropped it. He's been with me for 6 years, if he didn't want to be with me he would have told me 6 years ago. But I couldn't help but feel like he didn't want to get married to me.

I grabbed a blanket and walked to the couch, trying to watch some TV to get my mind off things. I turned on Netflix and was immediately reminded of Connor when I opened the app and his profile popped up.

I sighed, knowing this wasn't going to work. I realized now it was 1 am and I should probably just go to bed. I went upstairs to get ready for bed and I climbed into our big bed that felt empty without my love sleeping next to me.

Even when Connor was away for a game, it didn't feel empty. His scent was always there. But his scent felt foreign, and I didn't know if he was coming back this time. Tears flowed down my face as I wrapped myself in the comforter. 

Eventually, I cried enough to tire myself, and I fell asleep.
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I woke up in a cold sweat, panting. I rolled over to grab onto Connor and I remembered he wasn't there.

He wasn't there. Maybe it wasn't a dream after all. He crashed on the way to Leon's and he died. That's what happened in the dream. I started hyperventilating. I needed to call him. I needed to know he was okay.

I called him, knowing he probably wouldn't answer. After a few rings, he answered. "Hello?" his groggy voice spoke into the phone.  "Connor." I breathed out, tears falling down my face. "Babe, are you okay? What's wrong?" He asked quickly and a loud sob came from my mouth.

"I thought you died. In the dream, you crashed and you died angry at me and I thought you were dead." I cried out. Connor didn't answer. "Hello?" I asked. "I'm on my way home, please don't hang up. You're not okay." He ordered and I sat there, phone in my shaking hand, listening to him comfort me.

10 minutes later, the door opened and footsteps came upstairs. He ran into our room and engulfed me in his arms. "C'mere, baby." He grabbed me into his arms and I cried into his shoulder. "I'm so sorry you had to come home and I'm so sorry I don't know how to shut up and I'm sorry I'm a fuck up I just wanted to know you were okay." I rushed out and he shushed me, rubbing my back.

"Babe, I'm okay. I'm right here, you're holding onto me, I'm alive. Please, don't worry about the fight. Please don't think I don't want to marry you. There's nothing more I want with my life. But I just want us to be ready. I know you want to but we're still young with our whole lives right ahead of us." He told me and rested his forehead against mine.

"I completely understand. Im sorry you had to come get me, I was fine." I told him and he shook his head. "No, you aren't. But I'm okay, I promise, angel. I'm okay. And I love you more than anything in this great big world." He told me, kissing me softly.

I leaned into his kiss and sighed happily. I was the luckiest girl in the world, with our without a ring on my finger.