A Pittsburgh Penguins Love Story 11

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I woke up with my face buried in a pillow and Sidney's arm lazily wrapped around me. I smiled. I loved this. If Sidney ever woke up before me, I'd hope this would be number 27. This was the point I was the happiest. When I felt like a giddy little girl with her first love. In a lot of ways this is my first love. I've never felt this way. I always thought that love was the butterflies in your stomach you get with a crush, or the sparks you feel during a first kiss with someone new, or waking up and your mind goes straight to that one guy. That was exactly the problem. I always put a definition on what I thought love was. I thought back to the moment I knew I was in love with Sidney:

I could have stood there forever. I thought the view was amazing before. I remembered being up here a year earlier. I had dated a guy close to a year. I always knew he wasn't telling the truth. I had never really had anyone I could let my guard down with and I was just starting to let him in. I had told him things I hadn't told anyone, not my most private secrets, but secrets. Friends that I'd met in college were talking. I didn't believe them. I refused to believe he was just using me, waiting till I let my guard, waiting till he took something so important to me, all the while spending his nights with other people I considered friends. When I saw with my own eyes how right everyone was, I came up here to think. I couldn't figure out why I wasn't upset. The view still took my breath away like every time I'd been there. I thought it would be different. I thought since I should be heartbroken it would ruin this place for me, but it made it more special. That night I told myself one day I'll meet that guy. He'll be amazing, indescribable. And I'll know he's the one because this view will be our view. He'll love this as much as I do, and I'll know he's perfect. At that moment I looked at Sidney.I knew I couldn't deny it, even without knowing how he felt. I loved him. I had only know him almost two weeks and I loved him. I loved Sidney Patrick Crosby.

In that moment love had ceased to have a definition. If you asked what love is I knew I would get a goofy grin on my face, run through a bunch of flashbacks of Sidney and I, but I wouldn't know how to answer. I wouldn't be able to look at you and say love is... Love is different for everyone. For me it can be covered as Sidney. I loved that feeling, the feeling that I had found like my other half or whatever. I feel like this is moving fast, I'm setting myself up for a heartbreak, but I trust Sidney. I really trust Sidney.

We would have to be up soon. I played with Sidney's hair. He leaned into my hand while he slept. Realizing that wouldn't work. I moved my face towards his and kissed him. "Time to get up Sid," I said and kissed him again. His arms wrapped around me but he didn't open his eyes. "Sid," I brushed his lips with mine. He opened his eyes, blinked a few times, and closed them again. He made a kissy face, which made me laugh. I kissed him like he wanted then layed back on his chest. He kissed me on the forehead and I felt him smile. "So any plans for today, until the party?"

"Yep," he stated simply. I gave him a questioning look. "It's a surprise," he winked and rolled out of the bed. My head dropped to the blanket without him holding it up. I went to question him but he went into the bathroom laughing.

"Humph," I said laying back and hitting my head of the headboard. "Ouch."

Sidney was finally done in the bathroom after a whole 15 MINUTES. I'm not feeling very patient this morning, which he noticed. "Calm down Mal, it's not a big surprise." I glared at him as I walked into the bathroom. I hurriedly got ready. I was done in less than half an hour.

"Let's go get the surprise!" I said dragging him out of the room. He laughed at my giddiness.

"Hi Nathalie, bye Nathalie," I said walking past her. She gave Sidney a questioning look and giggled nervously.

"I told Mal I had a surprise for her and she's a little excited," Sid explained.

"Oh, well have fun," she smiled.

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