Hockey and Curls Dont Mix

Celebration Time!

So, I probably won't be able to write scenes of an actual hockey game cause I don't understand it exactly but I like watching it? If that makes any sense and I'm sorry if I disappoint anyone because of that and I'm sincerely sorry.

Question Of The Day:

What is your favorite song at the moment?

I've had Voodoo Doll by 5SOS stuck in my head and I've literally walked around with it on repeat playing and singing it, I'm close to having it completely memorized.

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First game of the season and we won! Time to celebrate!

Surprisingly Harry and I had been able to keep the show up with acting like we hate each other, Hunter seems to think its funny.

The only time we had a close call was after the game, Anne had Mikey with her and when he saw me he started yelling Mac. Harry cleverly covered it up when the guys asked why his kid was yelling my name by saying that he wanted Mac and cheese.

Such a cheeky boy, my cheeky boy.

Harry had asked me to be his girlfriend a few days after meeting his son, and of course I'd told him I'd love too. The truth of the matter is, Harry isn't as bad as I had thought, but hockey is still a sore spot for me.

"I can't believe we did it!" Liam said excitedly, we were all sat at the local pizza parlor.

"Thanks to Harry." Louis smirked, sending me a glare, I squeezed my eyes shut, Harry grabbed my hand under the table.

"Mac did most of it, I just finished." Harry replied before cutting Mikey's pizza into pieces for him, Harry wanted him to join us which we all agreed too.

"Oh please." Louis muttered, I gripped the leg of my sweats tightly, since Harry's son is here I'm going to try and stay level headed.

"Well I wasn't the one that wimped out when I saw a big guy coming towards me." I spat towards him, I took a drink to keep my mouth shut otherwise. I could feel my anger getting the better of me.

"Well you wouldn't, because you got knocked on your ass." He hissed, I gripped my thigh.

"Louis, chill it." Harry warned, I huffed a little, why does this happen? Why does he feel like he needs to pick fights all the time.

"Why? I think if Mac can play a mans' game then she needs to stick up for herself." Louis gave Harry a small glare. Harry huffed before tending to Mikey.

"You know what Tomlinson? I've had enough of your shit." I stood up. Throwing the idea of staying level headed out the window.

"Mac-" Harry started but I held up my hand, silencing him. I grabbed my jacket and slipped it on, I walked away from them and out the door.

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I laid on my bed, looking at my ceiling when I heard a clinking sound on my window, I got up and walked to my window.

Harry was down on the ground, his hand full of pebbles. "How cliche." I mumbled before opening my window, I quickly dodged a pebble.

"What're you doing?!" I whisper yelled. "Hello MacKayla." He waved a large hand with a dopey grin gracing his pink lips, he was dressed in a white t-shirt and a pair of shorts and he was barefooted.

"Where're your shoes?" I asked, he looked down at his feet and wiggled his toes before shrugging. "Can I come up?" He asked, I sighed before nodding.

"I'll meet you downstairs." I said, I was about to walk away from my window before I heard him speak.

"Wait! I can climb up!" Harry said before jogging to the side of my house and climbing up the trellis. I watched on in awe as he climbed up, his muscles bulged under the light of the street lamps

He pulled himself up to my window and climbed through, his breathing slightly labored.

"Impressed?" He asked cockily, I rolled my eyes before going back to my bed and laying down.

"What's wrong?" He asked, I felt the bed dip down next to me, letting me know he had sat down. I continued to stare at my ceiling.

"Sometimes I wonder if it was worth it." I sighed, tilting my head to look at Harry, he looked puzzled. "The hockey, the bruises, broken fingers, the broken ribs.. I wonder if it was all worth playing with a team that sees me as a weakling." I said, Harry laced his fingers with mine.

"I don't see you as a weakling, you're the strongest girl I've met." He said without looking at me.

I scoffed, "you're only saying that because I knocked you out." That caused him to look me in the eyes.

"I, Harry Styles think that you-" he bopped my nose, I crinkled it up in annoyance. "MacKayla Monroe," he continued. "Are the strongest girl I've met, all because it's absolutely one hundred percent true." I felt my heart swell at his words, he's such a sap, but I think I like him that way.

"You're a sap you know." I blushed, he grinned widely, his dimples popping out. "But, I'm your sap." He leaned forward and kissed my nose causing me to blush further.

I smiled and hugged him.

The rest of the night we cuddled and fell asleep.

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So here is yet another update 😄

I hope you enjoy, I'm excited you guys.

After being homeschooled I'm going back to school! I'm going to earn social skills again!

In a few days I'll hate school but I'll be around people my own age and it means a lot to me.

Live

Laugh

Love Amnesia :D

*I'm picking a different song for each update.*

Peace Out!!!

-Cate Payne xxx

See y'all Sunday