I'll write about anyone on any of the NHL teams :))
Also, I'll wrote about fluff and I can try to write smut if you want it. It may be hard for me to, but like I said I can try my best.
In the introduction chaoter, I will explain in more details how...
Summary : Jeremy gets jealous seeing Y/Nntalk to other guys
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Warnings : jealousy
Word Count : 2431
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Y/N'S POV :
"Stop flirting with him, Y/N!" Jeremy yelled.
"One, I'm not flirting with him!" I replied. "Two, you're my best friend. Why do you care who I flirt with. It's not like we're dating!" I snapped.
He looked at me, anger spreading on his face. "He's bad news, Y/N!"
"And why's he bad news? Just because you don't like him?!" I looked at him, the tone in my voice rising.
"Y/N, he's a known fuck boy! He plays with girls hearts, then chews them out!"
"Why are you so worried about me?! I'm a grow adult!" I yelled. "I can handle my own shit, Jeremy." I said to him, anger in my voice.
"I'm worried because you're my best friend!" He yelled in return.
"You're acting like you like me!" I snapped.
He scoffed, anger growing on his face. "Oh get over yourself!"
"I'm very over myself, you however are not." I said turning away from him, rolling my eyes angrily.
He grabbed my arm and spun me around to make me look at him.
"Y/N, I do not like you, okay? Even if you think I do, I don't."
"You clearly do." I huffed, crossing my arms.
"Well, you like whoever the fuck that guy was."
"You really think I like him?" I said, a disgusted tone in my voice.
"I saw the way you looked at him!" Jeremy snapped.
"I was not looking at him in any romantic way!" I yelled, very upset.
"Oh, oh? Really?" He said, sounding the angriest he ever had.
"Oh my god, stop acting so jealous!" I yelled, unhappy with him.
He glared at me, and took a breath. "I am not jealous. Fuck off, Y/N."
"Gladly." I mumbled.
I pushed past him and walked to my bedroom. I locked the door, and then sat on my bed. I sat there for a couple minutes, my chest heaving, fists clinched. Sure, Jeremy and I have gotten into arguments before. You're bound to get into arguements with your best friend. The thing is, Jeremy and I have never gotten into an arguement this heated.
I was trying to calm myself down before I heard my door knob turning, and then a knocking at my door.
