nhl imagines 2; on hold

Charlie McAvoy (Boston Bruins)

I laid on the couch watching Gilmore Girls waiting for Charlie to come home. It was currently 1 am, and I had no idea where he was. He didn't tell me he wasn't coming home. He just didn't come home.

This was the third time it had happened this week. The first two times he was "out with the guys." While he was out doing whatever he was doing, I stayed at home, cleaned the house, fed the dogs, paid the bills, you know, all the important stuff. While Charlie was out having fun.

It was 1:48 when he came in the door. "Hi, honey." He said to me. I didn't respond, I just kept my eyes on the episode. "You awake?" He asked and came around towards the front of me. I looked up at him and looked at the tv. He rolled his eyes and grabbed the remote from beside me, turning the TV off. "What the hell?" I asked. "(Y/N), seriously?" He sighed and I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Me? Seriously? This is the third day this week that you have gone out with the guys without telling me! You leave me to do all the important stuff and I'm just supposed to wait around for you? I'm not a fucking housewife, Charlie! I'm in school!" I yelled at him. He laughed sarcastically.

"Do you actually think that I'm trying to be out all night? The first two nights I was out with the guys, yes, but tonight I actually had something important to do." He told me and I nodded. "Okay, so what is it?" I asked. "I can't tell you." He told me and I shook my head. "Why the hell not?" I yelled at him. "Because I just can't, okay? You don't have to get in my business all of the time." He retorted and I shook my head. "I'm your girlfriend, we live together, ass hole! I think I at least have the right to know what you're doing when you know every little detail about my life." I shouted back at him.

He shook his head and sighed. "Look, babe, I really wish I could tell you but I can't. I promise you, I'm not cheating on you." He said with his head down. "Charlie, I really want to believe you. But why are you being so secretive? Why can't you just be honest with me? We've been together for 6 years." I begged.

"Do you want to know why I've been secretive? Why I've been up all night? Why I've been taking phone calls at random times? Because I'm trying to buy us a house, (Y/N). I'm trying to buy us a house to live in. The perfect house, because this apartment has seen its day. I've been up looking at your Pinterest folder "dream house," I've been talking to the realtor, asking the guys for advice, looking at houses. I wanted to find the perfect one and then have you look through it and love it and be so surprised when I already bought it but I guess that's too little, too late." He yelled and my heart sank.

"Charlie, I-" "You didn't know? I know. So how dare you accuse me of cheating on you when you know damn well I've been nothing but loyal to you." He said quieter and the tears started flowing. "Charlie, please. I'm so, so sorry. I let my insecurities get the best of me and I don't know why. I trust you 100%, and I'm so sorry I'm such a bitch. Please, forgive me for overreacting. You're the sweetest man I've ever met. No one would ever do this for me. You have a heart of gold." I whispered as I looked at my hands and his two fingers came under my chin and he bent down in front of me.

"Hey, look at me. You're amazing. Please, I don't ever want you feeling insecure. I love you and only you. I forgive you. I can't wait to move into our amazing house, I think you're gonna love it." He smiled at me and I smiled back. "I love you." I told him and he smiled. "Love you more."

"Question?" I asked him and he raised his eyebrows at me. "What's up?" He asked. "Did you get the room for the dogs in my dream house board." I smiled at him and he chuckled. "Yes, I did. There is a room for them." He said and I grinned. "Okay. Now let's go find our dream house."