Hockey and Curls Dont Mix

Put On A Show

There isn't much I need to say so, enjoy 😃

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Chapter Nine

"You guys do realize you'll have to like...put on a show right?" Hunter looked at us, we both nodded, I picked up my large equipment bag. "We understand that." Harry rolled his eyes before grabbing his own bag from his car.

"I just wanted to remind you, I mean you guys kinda hate each other as far as the team knows." He snorted, shouldering his bag and shutting Harry's car door. I rolled my eyes now.

"Thank you Sherlock Holmes, I'm so glad you pointed out the obvious." I spoke with sarcasm lacing my words. Hunter simply ignored me and we walked together into practice, being early so Harry's friends wouldn't see him with us and coach wouldn't see me all buddy buddy with Harry, in a way protecting our reputations.

"I'll see you after I'm suited up," Harry said leaning down a little and kissing me, making me blush and Hunter to make gagging noises. "C'mon Romeo; Juliet needs to suit up and you need to start your show." Hunter grabbed Harry's elbow leading him to the locker room.

I shook my head trying to make my blush go away as I headed to the locker room. I quickly suited up so I could meet them on the ice. I laced up my skates and put on my helmet. I exited the locker room and walked onto the ice, I took it slow, simply skating around the outer side of the rink.

"Hey!" I heard, I turned to see Harry in his gear with his hockey stick in hand and helmet over his curls. I watched him skate towards me, when he was close enough to touch me I sprinted down the ice. "Hey where're you going?!" He laughed I let out a laugh and continued on skating, I saw him from the corner of my eye making me push harder to go faster.

"I'm gonna catch you Mac!" He said, I only scoffed. "I'd like to see you try Styles!" I pushed forward just away from the tips of his large gloves. "Hey! No horseplay on the ice!" I tried to come to an abrupt stop causing me to run into the wall making me fall hard on my back. "God dammit!" I sputtered trying to catch my breath. I stood up to see coach glaring at me. "Styles! Go get the stuff for drills, Mac, get off the ice until practice starts. Hayes keep an eye on them." He ordered before heading down to his office.

Harry rushed off to the supply room and I skated off to the side and sat down next it Hunter. "Horseplay? What were you doing out there?" Hunter asked, I shrugged since I didn't really know myself. "Just, chasing each other I guess?" I asked more than stated.

"Huh, I see." We fell into a comfortable silence, well until loud mouth Tomlinson walked through the door with Zayn. "Oh look! It's Hunter and Max, sitting all cozy.. How sweet." He said in fake sweetness. "Shut up Tomlinson." I spat.

"Why should I? It's so sweet, you and Hunter.. How's it feel Hunter? Being in a relationship with your teammate?" He asked, I clenched my teeth while Hunter continued to sit level headed about what he was saying. "Shut. Up. Tomlinson." I warned him again.

"You know Zayn, I wonder if they sit in a tree and kiss." That pushed me over the edge, I got up and went to push him, only to have someone hold me back. "Good man Styles, set the little girl back in her spot before she strains herself." I fought against Harry's grip but it wasn't any use. "I'll get you Tomlinson!" I threatened pushing against Harry's strength with all I had but didn't get anywhere.

"Mac chill." Harry whispered, I could tell he was getting physically tired by me fighting against him so much to get to Louis. "Go suit up, I can't fight you if you don't have any padding to cushion your fall." I seethed, Louis only snorted before going into the locker room with all the other boys that had stop to watch our little altercation. I pushed myself away from Harry before plopping back down on the bench next to Hunter.

"Stupid asshole." I muttered under my breath, Hunter looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "Which one? Tomlinson or Styles?" He asked, I rolled my eyes. "Tomlinson." I shucked my gloves off throwing them against the wall to watch them bounce off it and land on the floor helplessly. "Doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut. I wonder if his mom has to gag him to get any silence." I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest. "Mac quit." Hunter warned.

"'M serious Hunter, he's nothing but a pain in everyone's-"

"Everyone's what Mac?" Coach came out of nowhere and was now in front of me, his clipboard in hand, let me just say that thing hurts. "U-Uhm..nothing sir." I said eyeing the clipboard then coaches unreadable face.

"No, you have something to say I want you say it, I mean it hasn't stopped that mouth of yours before." He spoke sarcastically, my anger boiled in me like a ticking time bomb. I jolted to my feet.

"Tomlinson is a pain in the ass coach! He's rude and sarcastic!" I spat, coach glared at me. "You know what Mac... I think maybe you should go home for the day." He turned away to take the equipment from Harry, I groaned when he looked at me.

I stormed off towards the locker room when I heard a set of feet behind me. "Mac!" I stopped and waited knowing if I turned around I'd snap at him. "Where're you going?" Harry asked, I rolled my eyes. "Home, coach sent me home." I spat and pulled off my chest pads leaving me in a t-shirt. "Want me to come with you?" He asked, I shook my head, switching my padding from my right hand to my left. "I could if you wanted.." He shrugged a little.

"No Harry, we need to put on a show, if you want feel free to stop by after practice, you know Hunter will he practically lives in my house." I said before walking around him and into the locker room. I got out of my hockey stuff and put all of it back in my bag, I walked back out the door, Harry still standing there now back in street clothes.

"What the hell?" I asked, he shrugged before fixing the bandanna in his hair. "Told coach to call me next practice, that I needed to head home." He shrugged before taking my bag. "Hey now, I can carry my own bag, been doing it for awhile now." I tried to pull it back but he ignored me. "C'mon Mac." He said over his shoulder, I groaned before following him.

"What am I supposed to do now? My parents are still out of town and my grandpa is staying a few extra days with his war buddies." I whined, Harry chuckled. "Well, you can come with me, my mom is home with my sister." He bumped my shoulder lightly. "Wait you mean like...meet your mom?" I asked nervously. "Yeah, meet my mom." He smiled, I groaned before getting in his car.

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"Don't worry, my mom will like you." Harry told me, but he seemed a little nervous himself.

"Oh and you acting nervous assures me." I pointed out, he shook his head. "It isn't my mom I'm worried about." He mumbled before pushing the door open.

"What do you-" Before I could even finish my words a small boy attached himself to Harry's leg. "Dada!" I felt my eyes widen and my mouth drop slightly, Harry picked up the little boy. "Hey Mikey were you good for aunt Gemma and granny?" Harry asked excitedly, the little boy lowered his head. "Mikey, were you good?" He asked again. "I made mess at dinner and granny was sad." The little boy pouted, I could see the resemblance between Harry and the boy.

"Why'd you make a mess?" Harry asked, he walked over to a white couch and sat down, putting the little boy in his lap. "I wanted to play with my spaghetti." He replied. "Well as long as you won't do it again, I'm sure you were good besides that." Harry kissed the little boy's head which also seemed to be curly like his fathers. "I's good dada." He nodded his head.

"Mike, I have a friend I want you to meet, this is Mac." Harry turned and smiled at me.

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PLOT TWIST

HARRY HAS A CHILD.

This wasn't my original plan but I think Harry is just adorable with kids so, he has a little boy named Mikey.

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