sweet tastes and alluring scents (2P England X Reader)

HOCKEY!!!!

Here's an extra long chap considering the lack of updating one more encounter then get ready for some madness :)

(F/N)= first name

$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$

My mind started to turn back on when I realized I was laying on something soft a bed? I groaned sitting up my head felt like s*** I rubbed at my temple trying to soothe it; the shouting from the other room didn't help.

I slowly opened my eyes I was in an unknown bedroom; the two main colours that featured the room were white and red. It was a little messy and looked to be a boy's room. Hmmm? Maybe it's Al's. That's when a thought hit me, he better not have done anything to me while I was blacked out or god help him I'll...my train of thought crashed when I flinched from a loud bang. Which was followed by the door to the room I was in opening and many curse words being mutterd.

A familiar looking blonde entered the room his hair tied tightly into a ponytail, the black out shades placed on top of his head but the thing I recognized the most was his pricing violet eyes. "So you're the girl that fainted into Al's arms..." he stopped himself looking slightly surprised to see me "(F/n)?" he asked unsure raising an eyebrow "yup it's me Matt" I yawned "so is this Al's room then?" I asked "No it's mine" he opened up a closet and started searching though it "He didn't want you in his so the ba**** thought he'd just dump you in mine" Matt seethed "oh".

"Aren't you meant to be at hockey practise?" he asked emerging from the closet with a duffle bag and hockey stick, "Yeh... but I kind of ran into some problems on the way home" I rubbed at the back of my neck. "You can hitch a ride with me since that's were I'm going any way" he offered coldly.

"Thanks and all but I can't do anything without my kit" I sighed wanting to give up. "You can borrow my spare one, come on let's get going," he grunted.

He led me out to a red pick up I got in the passenger side and did up my seat belt as he entered on the drivers side after he deposited his stuff in the back.

Matt was apart of my hockey team, we were on good terms with each other as we both normally defended. Matt was always late to practice though the couch wouldn't normally have a go at him because as soon as he was there he was at the top of his game.

I watched the scenery travel by trying to calm down my head ache soon enough we arrived at the hockey fields. We don't have ice rinks because we live out in the countryside so unless we want to travel quite a way which no one does, means no ice rinks, Which I'm fine with because I can't skate to save my life anyway.

We both exited the car matt pulled some clothes from his bag then shoved them at me "here" "thanks" I ran to the changing rooms quickly changing as soon as I got inside. The top was a bit big and I hade to tighten the cords and tie them on the shorts. I looked ridiculous but at least they're clean and not horrid spare kit that has never seemed to be washed.

As soon as I stepped on to the pitch my name was called out "(f/n), WHY ARE YOU SO LATE?" my couche shouted I ran up to her "I ran into loads of problems on the way home didn't feel to well then fainted" I put briefly as possible "what is with those clothes?" she questioned before I had a chance to answer a hand was placed on my shoulder " she forgot hers so I let her wear my spare kit" Matt dully informed "ok, now get on that pitch and start practicing we've got a match next week" she ordered. "Yes couch" we both responded in unison.

Our hockey group consists of three age group small kids one group, middle age to low teens and last but not least, my group which was the older teens to young adults.

Practice seemed to fly by. "You sure you don't want a lift?" Matt asked as I passed him back his clothes "yeah I'm fine walking" I turned him down causing him to grunt and shut the door to his pickup then drive off.