Gold/ FaZe Adapt [ON HIATUS]

Chapter 20

Fast forward through the day, I am back at my hotel getting ready for the game. I came back a little while ago so I could take a quick nap before heading to the rink.

I decide on wearing a black full-length jumpsuit and black heels. I don't wear makeup and grab a hair tie that shall rest on my wrist. Gotta tie up the hair before skating.

I wait for Nat to finish getting ready as I grab my things and soon head out with her. 

We arrive at the arena and changed into our gear. I threw my hair up in a messy high ponytail for the warm-up skate.

As I was skating, I looked around in the crowd. Watching the arena fill with some fans, not house-packed but we appreciate all who came. I see Alissa, Charlotte, Ricky, Fraizer and Alex in the crowd. Alex being the photographer while the couples are posing. I smile as they're along the boards. I skate up towards them and shot a puck at the glass. They all jump and Alex drops the phone.

Laughing, I skate up to the boards and hear Alissa yelling at Alex before turning to me and showing her phone that now has a cracked screen. 

"Watch your profanity, there are kids," I yell as she notices. 

"Jazz! Don't do that again! That scared the shit out of us," Alex yells. 

"That was the point," I laugh. We are yelling so we can hear each other over the music in the arena. 

The loud buzzer goes off, indicating we must return to our dressing rooms. I skate back to the bench before walking down the tunnel. Opening my hair, tying it to a low ponytail because keeping it high is uncomfortable while wearing a helmet. I put on my helmet as I get stick taps from my teammates, hearing them hype us up for the game.

Skip through the game, going into overtime

We have a 3 on 3, as that's how the overtime line ups work. I was out, playing right wing as that's my position. We won the face-off as we push up to the offensive zone. We were tied with Sweden, 2-2. That led us here, in OT.

I watch our center cycle around the net, our defence at cycling up towards the left circle. I skate to the right circle as our center passes to our defence. She quickly passes to me as I rip a one-timer. 

The loud goal horn blares, delivering the satisfaction we wanted. I skate to my 2 aiding teammates and goalie, drawing them into a hug. The rest of the team jumps over the boards, as we all give and receive fist-bumps along with taps on the head. 

I walk out of the locker room to only have someone lift me off the ground while spinning. I wrap my arms around them, holding on tight laughing.

"Oh god, Alex put me down!"

"That was a crazy goal, holy shit," he says putting me down. The others congratulate me on the win and we converse about my game-winning goal. 

We went to the parking lot, deciding to head home. As we said our goodbyes, Alex held my hand as he waved towards the others. He pulls me to his car, as he speaks, "I wanted to spend the night with you. My nights are always better with you."

"You are always welcomed to spend nights with me," I smile.

 Currently driving back to my hotel, I open a message from Nat, reading she's spending the night at a friend's house. So we have the room to ourselves. 

"What's up? What's the text," Alex asks as he looks over at me.

"Focus on the road, and it's from Nat. She's staying the night at her friend's place," I say and close my phone. Alex holds my hand and intertwines our fingers, before saying, " So we have the room to ourselves?" 

I could hear the double meaning he has behind it, as I let go of his hand to smack him on the back of his head. He quickly takes hold of my hand again before saying, "Hey! Do not hit the driver!"

"You know what you said."

"You didn't say no though," he smirks.

"Oh my god, control your testosterone," I say as he looks at me.

"You cause it to go high, maybe you should take care of it." I know he is trying hard to not laugh as my cheeks grow warm.

"Alex! Oh my fucking god," I laugh while dropping my phone in my lap and placing my hands on my cheeks.

We arrive at the hotel and head up to my room. He hasn't let go of my hand, except when we got out of the car and he had to grab his bag of extra clothes he brought.

We enter my room as I let him change first. I pull out some shorts and a shirt while waiting for him. He walks out as I go in and change, however, when I walk out a hoodie is thrown at me. Directly hitting my face. I glare as he clutches his stomach laughing. 

"Wear my hoodie, you love them," he says after his laughing fit. 

"No," I say, throwing it back at him. Successfully getting revenge by hitting him in the face with it.

"Don't tell me you're not gonna wear it cause I threw it at your face."

"No."

"That's a yes," he says following me to the window. I stood in front and looked out, admiring the city lights. Until I felt his hoodie being pulled down on my head. Basically him forcing it on me.

"Okay, I'll wear it. you could've just said that you want me to wear it," I tease as I put my arms through the sleeves and pull up the hood over my head.

"Shut up," he says as he wraps his arms over my shoulders, standing behind me. He kisses my temple as we stare out the window in comfortable silence. 

"Do you have your lightning bolt necklace still," he questions, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, I just only wear it sometimes. Not as often," I respond.

"Why?"

"If I wore while playing hockey, the bolt could break off and I wouldn't be able to tell. And it's special, so I don't wanna lose it or break it. However, next time we go out, I'll wear it," I say and look up at him.

He looks down saying, "alright. let's watch something and we'll eventually fall asleep. I'm guessing you have practice late tomorrow."

"Yeah, at 11. What do you wanna watch?" We walk over to the bed and I laid down first before he laid on top of me as always.

"You decide," he says getting comfortable.

"How does Space Jam sound?" I love that movie so much.

"Sounds good."

A/N: so my update schedule is non-existent. It's updates at random. Yet, I lowkey really wanna write an NHL fanfiction. Specifically, Quinn Hughes, he's adorable and his smile is so precious.