icebreaker | nolan patrick

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Fiona
Temple University, Philadelphia

When I woke up the next morning, Nolan was gone. I knew that he had a morning skate and then the game so I checked my phone to see if he texted me, but he didn't.

I decided to sit in my bed and watch Netflix. I'm currently rewatching The Carrie Diaries. I've seen the show at least two times but Sebastian is so hot I'm constantly starting it over just to look at him.

By the time I had made it to the third episode, it was noon. Nolan's game was at one o'clock. Ashley said she would take the train there with me. The game was against the Minnesota Wild. I knew we could win this game but the guys will need to really put in work.

I threw on one of Nolan's Flyers sweatshirts on and we headed to the game. This was one of my favorite sweatshirts. It was black with "Philadelphia Flyers" written in big orange letters across the front. I also had on some white skinny jeans and my brown Uggs. I was wearing one of my Flyers hats right now but honestly, once we get into the Wells Fargo Center, I'll probably take it off. It is a little chilly in there, obviously cause there's ice, but with a hat on I literally overheat.

I walked into the arena and made my way to the box, Ashley following behind me. I was quickly reminded of a couple of games ago. Rachel. I cringed at the thought and looked around for Nolan. I spotted him and we made quick eye contact but he looked away relatively quickly.

He was acting weird but he's probably just stressed about his game. He beats himself up so much and I'm constantly trying to help calm him down. He never talks to me, he just storms to the bathroom and shouts at himself while slamming his fists on the bathroom sink. It hurts me to see him hurting so much but I've tried to help him. He doesn't let me. He's just too hard on himself.

I hope that this game ends well, a win would be great but even some good plays would help the guys get out of this slump they're currently in.

The game began, the Wild had a strong start and scored twice off the bat. I almost gave up hope on this game, but we came back in and scored two times before the end of the first period.

The guys came into the second period a lot stronger. When Laughton took a shot from the top of the zone, Nolan tipped it in and got his first goal in over 2 months. I can only imagine how he's feeling right now. The fact that I'm already feeling relieved is a good sign. Soon after that, Nolan scored again! That goal might have been one of the coolest ones I've ever seen in the NHL. The puck bounced off the back boards and Nolan pushed his stick between his legs, shooting the puck from behind him.

We ended the game 4-7. Nolan finished with two goals and two assists. I was beyond proud of him. I think that this game is exactly what he needed to get his confidence up and finally get back to that number two overall draft pick he was when he started. His injuries have held him back so much recently and now that he's finally healthy, his head in his way.

"I'm so proud of you," I said into Nolan's chest when he exited the locker room.

"Wanna get out of here? I'm exhausted," He chuckled and we made our way to his car. Travis was going out with some of the guys to celebrate the win so we didn't need to wait.

We got back and Nolan changed out of his suit into some athletic shorts and no shirt. I just slipped off my jeans and put on a pair of pajama shorts that I kept in one one of Nolan's drawers.

I walked over to Nolan and climbed in his lap, my legs on either side of his and his arms wrapping around me tightly.

"You really did play so well today. That second goal was kinda sexy," I said and laughed a little.

"Oh, yeah? Does stick handling turn you on, Fi?" Nolan raised one of his eyebrows and slipped his hands under my sweatshirt to rest my bare skin.

"Only when it's you," I whispered barely audibly, biting his ear a bit afterwards.

I felt his growing hard-on from underneath me. It felt weird to be the one taking control. He's always the one with the power. He's always been the one that can take his hands away at anytime and leave me breathless, but now I have that, and it's exciting.

"Fiona," He began to say, but I cut him off.

"Yeah?" I said innocently, beginning to palm him through his shorts. He didn't finish what he was saying, but instead leaned his head back on the couch and closed his eyes as his breathing became faster.

"It's not that I don't want to, I do." He swallowed roughly and grasped my hips firmly to stop their motion, "But I don't think I can my body can physically orgasm right now. I'm so tired."

I was a little disappointed, just because this newfound side of me was giving me an adrenaline rush,

"It's okay, morning sex is better anyway," I smirked and got off him. I quickly walked to the bedroom.

He joined me soon after and let me tell you, that boy was out like a light.

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this is like so short but i'm pretty sure i'm gonna update later. i wrote most of this during my english class when i was supposed to be writing an essay. now i'm on my way to a hockey game of my own but DID U GUYS SEE NOLANS GOAL FROM LAST NIGHT i tried to put a vid in the media but it only lets me put pics and i don't think it's on youtube yet :/  it was so good tho i would try to look it up at least   vote if u liked this.