Every Teardrop Is Like A Waterfall

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“Sierra.” I heard someone whisper while gently shaking my shoulder. Grunting I rolled over and sat up a little allowing Kris to sit down. “Stand up.” he said cracking that adorable smile that could make me feel loved. Giving him a look a stood up and had the wind knocked out of me when he hugged me. Chuckling I wrapped my arms around him desperately whishing he was Max. No Sierra you’re done with Max I thought to myself. Done I repeated. Sitting back down with Kris right beside me he asked “Want to talk about it?” looking at him I just started crying again. “Oh Si don’t do that.” he said wrapping his arms around me and sitting me in his lap. After a good 15 minutes my tears were finally reduced to sniffles and hiccups. I hadn’t noticed but Kris was running his hand through my hair and with his other free hand he held me firmly to his warm chest. Still having slight feelings for him the corners of my mouth involuntarily tilted up. “He still loves you.” he told me. “How would you know?” I asked accusingly. “He told all of us after he left that chick that was all over him.” “You sure he wasn’t drunk and referring to one of the 10 million girls I’m sure he let cling to him?” I asked sharply. “He left a few minutes after you did.” he said matter-of-factly. “How? He came with me in my car.” “Left with Geno.” was all he said. I didn’t care at that point all I wanted to do was forget about him. After a few minutes of silence I asked “Kris?” “Yeah?” “Do you like me?” I asked quickly bowing my head afraid to look at his caramel eyes. “As what?” he asked. “What do you think I’m talking about?” I asked. “Yea.” was all he said while tilting my face up so I was looking at him. “Do you?” he asked a small smile playing at his lips. Instead of answering I found myself starring into his beautiful eyes. Without breaking eye contact he moved his face closer to mine almost like he was afraid losing eye contact would break whatever was happening right now. When I didn’t move he smiled and leaned in even closer as if testing me and I was tired of tests so I quickly leaned in a met his lips with mine. Kris deepened the kiss and at first I felt guilty and thought I was cheating on Max but I wasn’t we were over so this should make me happy right? At that thought I was irritated making me want Kris even more. Kris’ hands found their way up my shirt where his warm fingers traced my spine, while my hands were laced in his hair keeping his lips locked with mine. Eventually Kris pushed me flat on my back breaking our lips apart. We were both gasping for breath but he asked “Are you sure?” in response I nodded my head so he kissed my neck making me moan. I could feel his lips turn upward at the knowledge of me wanting him. I decided to ignore that fact and found my hands roaming his chest and abs feeling every line and muscle. Kris then started unbuttoning my shirt while I kicked off my shoes which landed with a thump on the wooden floor. What if this is all a game for him a horrible thought said while dancing across my mind making me grow cold and stop all movement. Kris noticed and said “We can stop if that’s what you want.” I again nodded and said “I’m sorry I do love you but I want to do this when I know we belong together.” “Sierra don’t apologize I understand but that’s just it I don’t think we do belong together maybe if Max didn’t exist but you two are perfect for each other.” Kris said while dodging my fist. God how could he say me and MAX belonged together after all Max had just done. Sighing I said “You do know I get jealous when you’re with other girls right?” chuckling he said “I could easily tell you the same thing and you getting jealous is obvious I mean come on the way you looked at that waitress today.” “Oh shut up Mr. Arrogance I was just pissed at Max.” I said shoving him to the other end of the couch. “Oh suure.” he said dragging out the word. “Can’t stand you.” I said getting up for a glass of water. Laughing he said “Really? Your actions just a second ago suggest otherwise.” smiling I turned away from him and didn’t reply. “I win.” I heard Kris say in a sing song voice. “Si I think you’re gonna have to tell Max what you honestly feel for him.” Kris said looking at me with those puppy dog eyes. “Oh no no no no NO!” I replied slamming my glass down on the counter and watching as the water splashed onto it. Near tears started to roll down my face and Kris was immediately there rubbing my back. “How am I even supposed to get him back?” I asked knowing I do and always would love Max no matter what he did. Hearing the rise in my voice he said “Simple all you have to do is suck up your pride and ask him.” “No!” I screeched jumping away from him. “I will not be the one begging here Kris! Do you hear me? I will not do that!” instead of trying to comfort me Kris sighed and said “Sierra one of you is going to have to do it and you know Max absolutely wont he’s way too stubborn.” Laughing sarcastically I said “He’s French Canadian I’m pretty sure the Irish and German are way more stubborn.” shaking his head he said “No you know Max he’s a typical guy he’s not as mature as you and will never be the first to apologize.” “That’s just it Kris what do I have to apologize for? I did nothing to him and he started acting like a jerk.” I breathed out suddenly exhausted of fighting. “I know but Si at least try please?” he asked me once again giving me puppy dog eyes. Ugh I fell for those every time. Giving in I said “Sure. I just wanna go to bed you staying here?” I asked. “Yea if you don’t mind I think I will. Kinda already planned on it.” he said pointing to his hockey bag he must have dropped on the way in. Nodding I led him to his room. “We’ve got a morning skate tomorrow before are game with the Flyers at 7:00 you gonna go?” he asked me “How early?” I asked looking at the clock to see it was 11:00. “10:00.” he replied. “Yea sure why not.” I said uncaringly. “Max will be there you should talk to him I’ll send him out to the stands where you’re gonna be sitting.” sighing I said “Fine.” Closing his door I walked away and into my room. Feeling tense I decided to get a shower which would also save me time in the morning. When I was done I flopped down on my bed and started thinking. Bad idea my functioning brain told me but I didn’t listen. Why did Max act like that? And we’ve only been together a few days and were already fighting how long would we last? Groaning as a new tear rolled down my face I grabbed a pillow held it over my face and screamed when I was done I threw the pillow across the room. Sitting up I looked at my phone going off picking it up it read 2 new messages. Opening the first one I saw it was from Ovenchicken hey heard about ur little fight with Max what a shame you two were perfect for each other. Now that he’s not in ur way could I come over Sweetie?? Groaning I said “Jerk” and continued to open the next from Max looking at the time he sent it, it said 11:05. Not too long ago I thought to myself. Opening it I about cried again Sierra I’m so sorry I really don’t know why I did that I would explain but I think we should talk I still love you with all my heart and I really hope I haven’t lost you because of me being stupid please just let me at least talk to you tomorrow at the warm up if you’re coming… smiling a bit I decided to reply Max I don’t know why you did that and I don’t know if I trust you but I do know I will and always have loved you and I think a talk is needed I’ll be at the warm-up still not forgiven though. Reading it over I smiled and hit send. I didn’t wait long before my phone buzzed. I’m glad I at least haven’t lost you completely and I really am sorry I’ll see ya tomorrow :) sleep tight. Sleep tight yea like he really needed to add that I thought setting my phone on my bedside table. Taking a deep breath I flopped down onto my pillow and went to sleep. “WAKEY WAKEY!!!!!!” Kris yelled flipping the light on and off. “Turn the damn light off and keep it off!!” I yelled blindly throwing a pillow towards the direction of the door. When I didn’t hear the thump I opened my eyes to see Kris standing over me pillow in hand. Grinning evilly he started hitting me with my pillow. “Oh it’s on!” I yelled immediately jumping up and grabbing the closest pillow. Me and Kris were throwing, ducking, jumping, and hitting each other with our pillow until Kris finally pinned me to the floor. “Give up?” he asked. Smiling I breathed out a long exaggerated no knowing my breath stunk since I hadn’t brushed my teeth. “Ugh gross.” Kris said jumping off of me. Smiling I tackled him to the floor and laughed as his head hit the rug with a soft thud. “Give up?” I asked trying to sound manly. Laughing he said “How bout we both give up?” still laughing I nodded my head “Ok on 3 you’re gonna get up and I swear to you I won’t attack or anything.” he said. Nodding he started counting “1.2.3.” at that I bounced up and allowed him to get up as soon as he was back on his feet he lunged towards me and started tickling me. Screaming and kicking at him I tried my best to get him off of me finally my foot connected with his area and he immediately fell to the floor. I tried my best to hold into my laughter but failed since I ended up rolling off my bed. “God that hurt.” Kris said standing up slowly still holding his hands over his crotch only making me laugh. “How…” “Soccer.” I was barely able to gasp out still laughing. “Hmm well I made you breakfast even though you don’t deserve it.” he said going downstairs. “What?! You were tickling me I meant to kick you in the stomach guess I misjudged how tall you were.” I said smiling. “Misjudged.” Kris scoffed. Giggling I went to my bathroom brushed my teeth and threw on some jeans converses and long-sleeved pens shirt. Deciding I’d let my hair do whatever today I brushed threw it and put on a little makeup. Skipping downstairs I smelt waffles, bacon, and eggs. Gagging I walked into the kitchen grabbed the pan with the eggs in it and threw it outside. “What the hell?” Kris asked eyeing me carefully. “I hate eggs.” I said still gagging at the thought of it. “Oh sorry.” Kris said giving me a small smile. “Its fine you didn’t know. The rest looks really good though who knew Kristopher Allen Letang could actually cook.” I said laughing. “Well I can if I want to.” “So all those times of me cooking for you guys was?” I asked already knowing the answer. “Cover-up so I didn’t have to do anything.” he said smiling. “Correction” I said pointing my fork that had a bit of waffle at him “So your lazy ass didn’t have to do anything.” Chuckling he said “Yea works to.” Finishing up I said “Go get ready ill cleanup.” Nodding he headed upstairs. Once I was done with the dishes I grabbed my phone. “God why can’t this prick leave me alone.” I said to my phone talking about Ovenchicken. “Which prick?” Kris asked jumping down the stairs. Eyeing him I said “Ovenchicken.” “Haha nice name I like it.” he said “What’s he doing though?” “Just keeps calling and texting moi.” I stated plainly. Smiling I continued going through my messages I had one from Max Morning sunshine can’t wait to see and talk to you today and please don’t send me a message cussing me out for being nice to you I know you’re still mad just wanted to tell you this. Smiling still I slipped my phone into my pocket fed Shadow and fled out the door with Kris. “So what’s got you so happy?” he asked. “I’m pretty sure were gonna get back together.” I said. “Oh and what makes you say that?” “Well he has an explanation and I still love him plus he’s been texting me some and told me he still loves me.” “I’ve already told you he did.” Kris stated. “Yea well it’s better to hear or in this case see it from the person.” Nodding like he understood we arrived at the arena a few minutes later. Instead of going to the locker room like I usually did I went to the seats and waited for Max.

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Ok last vid for a while but Max is doin his runway walk after Steiggy makes him and Fleury gives him a pat on the back to go do it bahahaha I freakin love my team!!! :D Comment vote message tweet and all that good stuff thanks for reading!!

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