Audrey has a problem. A blonde-haired, blue-eyed, handsome... charming...hockey player problem. Will says he wants to keep it casual, but every time he's near her, his actions betray him. She can't figure him out... or what they are. And he won't let her. Winning is everything to Will...on the ice, in the spotlight, in life...and love doesn't fit into his game plan. But neither does Audrey. Every moment, every heated argument, every soft touch, and shared haze between them pulls them closer, even as their past and their doubts threaten to push them apart. Audrey knows she can't ignore the fire between them, but trusting him not to hurt her might be the hardest game she's ever played. Does she walk away, or risk it all for a chance at the love she's been chasing...without knowing if he's ready to commit?

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ in which a drunken dm turns into late night talking and eventually into something much more meaningful for two young singles social media x real life. by silverminty

I want you to want me again... is it desire? - Olly Alexander "They were each other's first everything. First love. First heartbreak. First person they could never forget. But distance never really erased what they had. Because some people aren't meant to be forgotten."

Completed You only wanted to escape. When you spot your ex entering the ice rink, you panic, desperate to avoid another humiliating encounter. In a frantic moment of impulse, you run straight to the first person you recognize-Will Smith, a talented, easygoing hockey player. Without thinking, you beg him to kiss you, hoping to make it look like you've moved on. To your surprise, Will agrees, pulling you into a kiss that feels a little too real. What started as a desperate act to avoid the past might just lead to something unexpected...and maybe even something real.

it's the little things that get to him. the way she remembers his favorite snacks, the way she gently teases him when he's being serious, and how she gets a little shy when they share a moment of silence. will doesn't know how to explain it-but every moment with her feels like something he wants to hold onto forever.

You and Will Smith grew up side by side in your small Massachusetts town-best friends who became everything to each other. But when he left for the big leagues and you stayed behind, life took you both in wildly different directions. Years later, grief pulls you back to the surface when your dad dies, and the last person you expect to call is Will. But he shows up. And suddenly you're back to sharing silence, laughter, pain, and the old promise that maybe you'd find your way back to each other someday. It's messy. It's honest. It's holding onto the people who know you when you don't know yourself.

ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀ ɢʟᴏʙᴀʟ ᴘᴏᴘꜱᴛᴀʀ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɢᴏᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ꜱᴀɴ ᴊᴏꜱᴇ ꜱʜᴀʀᴋꜱ ʜᴏᴄᴋᴇʏ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏᴜʀ. ᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀ ʀɪꜱɪɴɢ ɴʜʟ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɢᴏᴇꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ꜱᴀɴ ᴊᴏꜱᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴄᴏʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴡɪɴɴᴇʀ.

When Jade got a new job at Boston college for the men's hockey team, she was planning on getting paid and going home. But what she didn't plan on, was falling in love with the captain. THE Will Smith.

Annelise Carter has always been the easy one to overlook. The responsible friend. The quiet one. The girl who follows the rules, keeps her head down, and doesn't make messes-literal or otherwise. At nineteen, she's new to San Jose, working long hours at a salon, building something for herself from scratch. It's not glamorous, but it's safe. Predictable. Controlled. Exactly how she likes it. So when her client-Quinn, effortlessly cool and impossible not to like-invites her to hang out, Annie tells herself it's just a one-time thing. Just a night out with people who feel a little louder, a little brighter than anything she's used to. She doesn't expect Will. Will is everything Annie has spent her life avoiding-confident, charming, and completely at ease in chaos. The kind of guy who fills a room without trying. The kind of guy who knows exactly what he's doing when he looks at her a second too long, smiles a little too slow. And the kind of guy who absolutely shouldn't be interested in her. But he is. From the moment they meet, something shifts. The teasing comes easy. The attention lingers. And somehow, beneath all the noise and laughter, Will softens-quietly, instinctively-like Annie is the only thing that can slow him down. That's what scares her. Because Annie knows how this goes. Girls like her don't end up with guys like Will. Not without getting hurt. Not without losing parts of themselves in the process. And no matter how gentle he is with her, no matter how different he feels when it's just the two of them- She can't ignore the voice in her head telling her it's a bad idea. He's too experienced. She's too careful. They're too different. Right? SPINOFF OF double fantasy- macklin celebrini