It all started with an "oops" || Jack Hughes

~32~ FINAL CHAPTER

JACK'S  POV

It's been 2 days since the last time I met Kim. I think our relationship has reached its end. She goes her way, I'll go mine. And the first step will be to stop thinking about her and to pay more attention to the conversation while I'm talking to Trevor. We entered the hotel after our practice. I was still talking to Trevor, but the receptionist called me. "Jack Hughes, come here please." "What's going on?" I questioned while I was walking towards her. "There's something for you, more specifically, a letter." "Huh?" "Oh yeah, and show me your driver's license. We have to follow the rules, ya know." I showed her my license and got the letter. "Thank you," I mumbled as I turned around to go back to Trevor. I'm really confused. It smells like Kim. Oh god. I flipped it and it was from Kim. Why? Why'd she write me a letter? I stopped in the middle of the hotel lounge, I couldn't believe my eyes. "Hey, hey, Jack, what's up, bro?" Trevor started shaking my shoulder. My body just froze. Trevor angrily pulled the letter out of my hands and I looked him in the eyes. "It-it's from Kim." He looked at it. "What did she write?" "I don't know. I'm kinda scared to open it." "Let's go to our room, me and the boys are gonna help you." "No, not the boys." "Why not?" "You know how me and Kim accidentally met 2 days ago? I don't think it was on accident. Quinn was acting weird and I'm pretty sure I saw Peter's car with Peter and Kim in it." "So you don't trust them for that?" "Nope." "Okay, we can handle this by ourselves." "But where? The guys from our team are literally everywhere." "I know a place where they won't be." "Really? Where?" "The hotel gym. Like, we just came from practice, they're all dead." "But I don't wanna work out after the workout." "Dumbass, we won't work out. We're just gonna be in the locker room. Nobody we know is gonna find us or secretly listen to us. And there's one plus. If the coach sees us go there, he'll like us more, because he'll think we work out in our free time." "You're better with the brain than with the puck." "Shut up, Jackiebender."

Me and Trevor sat in the hotel gym locker room. "Trev, you open it," I handed him the letter. "Why me?" He handed it back to me. I handed him the letter one more time. He threw it at me and stated, "don't be a bitch and open the damn envelope, Jack!" Wow, one minute he's calm, and the next minute I feel like he's gonna bite my head off. Anyway, I slowly opened it. My hands were shaking so bad.

"Dear Jack,

I know you're super mad at me, but please read this, we can't leave the things without a proper ending. Everything was great from the start. Remember how I turned around when you tapped my shoulder the first time we met? Yeah, that's when I started catching feelings. You were giving me butterflies. You still give me butterflies. On our first date, when I pulled away and didn't let you kiss me. Damn, I've spent hours regretting this move. When you carried me to the car, because I hurt my ankle on the road trip, I already knew I was in love with you. And then THE Day... Oh my god, you gave me a permanent smile. I couldn't take it off. I believe you were like that too, because most of the time our feelings were kinda connected. For example when you fought on that game. I remember how pissed and upset you were. And so was I. I came into the locker room and saw your bloody face. The only thoughts that went through my head were "is he alright?" and "I want to kill this tall son of a bitch". When I was in Miami, I could feel you were upset. I don't blame you for that, I was acting horrible. I know what made you upset, so let me explain you the situation. This guy's name is Adrian. I met him there. I thought I feel something special for him, but no. I just needed a shoulder to cry on, a person to help me heal the damage. Adrian is staying in Miami and I'm staying here. Even if he lived closer, I would never choose him over you, ever. I can't keep this secret anymore, Jack. I don't wanna live without you. I don't want to exist without seeing your face and your perfectly cute smile. I've never felt this good in my whole life till I met you. No matter how brave I act, I don't spend any single moment without thinking of you. I've spent most of my time daydreaming about how great the rest of my life would be with you. Having you in my life has been the best thing that has happened to me. The biggest mistake I've ever made was when I decided to break up with you. I'll never forgive myself for doing that. And to be honest, I really want you back. I want you back so fucking badly. But as we all know, you can't make a person love you. Love doesn't always give you what you expect from it. It often gives you what you need and what is good for you. Unfortunately, I guess I'm just dumb and not enough for you. And I really need you, but I'm not trying to make you love me if you don't want to. The whole point of this cheesy letter was that I wanted to tell you what I couldn't the last time I saw you. And now when you know everything, it's time for me to finally leave you live your own life.