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"your actually the cutest i wanna eat you up." i
pressed a kiss to matt's cheek.
he laughed. "thank you love," "what you getting
to eat?" he looked down at the menu.
matt had brought me to a pretty expensive
resturaunt in la. i was kinda in awe, but i
made sure not to let him notice. him, nick
and chris come here every couple of weeks,
so it's normal for him.
"im not sure yet." i looked down at the menu.
we were sitting in a booth outside, there were
heaters around us so it wasn't that cold.
after me and matt finished our food we went on
a hunt to find good ice cream. most of them were
closed or too far of a drive and i didn't want matt
to drive that far just for some ice cream.
"i give up," i slumped into my the passenger seat.
matt laughed. i glared over at him. he quickly
stopped laughing, but a smile creeped up onto
his face. "i'm sorry, we'll go to the store and get
some ice cream okay?" he rubbed my thigh.
i groaned. "i know, but i wanted us to get some
nice good ice cream" i put my forehead onto
the middle compartment. "please don't kill me,
but your being dramatic love, it's only some
ice cream" matt whispered into my ear. i pulled
my head up. "i would kill you if your voice wasn't
so soft when you spoke" i kissed his lips. he kissed
me back. "tate?" he asked. "mhm" i hummed
against his lips. "will you be my girlfriend?" he
whispered against my lips. i nearly died.
he was finally asking me. joking....
"finally," i teased and kissed the corner of his
mouth. he pulled away and smiled at me.
"hey!" "i was a little scared" he crossed his
arms. i looked down at his tattoos before
looking at him. "any girl would be lucky to
have you matt," "not just because your one
of the sturniolo triplets and you have a big
following, your a dream man i would say."
his eyes grew softer if that was possible.
he grabbed me and softly kissed me. "come
here." he said inbetween the kiss. i pulled away
and got over the middle compartment and
straddled him.
matt's hand immediately met my waist.
i put my hands into my lap. "i love looking up
at you" matt smirked. "don't even start." i rolled
my eyes. "what?" he played dumb.
i woke up to matt standing over me. i groaned.
"good afternoon" he smiled. my body was in pain.
"what time is it?" i shut my eyes. "3pm." i felt him
sit down.
i opened my eyes again and sat up. "you look
amazing" he was looking at my hair. i shook my
head. "my legs hurts" i ran my fingers through my
knotty hair. "from what?" i deadpanned at him.
"oh...." "yeah!" "i just need to use the bathroom."
matt was so gentle with me last night, i hate the
term "making love" but he was. then it got heated
when i teased him and he didn't hold back.
anyway i did my business and brushed my teeth.
i made my way back into matt's room, he was
making his bed. i walked behind him and put
my arms around his back. he quickly stopped
making his bed and turned around to me which
made me smile. "hi," he said cupping my face and
pressing a soft kiss to my lips. my cheeks quickly
heated up. "you have anything planned for today?"
i asked. "i think we're just going out with some
friends later." i nodded my head.
i sat back down on matt's bed and scrolled through
instagram. the sturniolo friday dump came up.
i scrolled through until i landed on a picture
with matt looking so yummy, i nearly died.
i fell forward and face planted myself onto
matt's duvet. i seriously feel like a fan girl.
i'm insane.
"what's up?" matt walked back into his room.
i shot up and looked at him. he closed the door.
"nothing!" i smiled. "tateeee?" he put his hands
behind his head. "it's nothing i swear," i put my
phone down. "alr-" "i'm going insane over you
in the new photo dump" i sighed. a small laugh
came from matt's mouth. "which one?" i passed
him my phone and showed him the picture.
he smiled and passed me my phone back. "thank
you, your my number 1 fan." "no i'm, not i'm just
insane!" i put my phone down and sighed.
"can we go get pizza?" "in my t shirt and panties,
yes please." matt smirked at me. "you wish," i
rolled my eyes. "i'll get changed now."
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i missed practice today. tate slept over last night,
she told me she wasn't going to any of her classes
since college has been draining which i understood.
her dad was fine with it, they were going to talk
about new york tonight.
i looked over at tate in the passenger seat.
she was anxiously biting down on her bottom
lip. we were getting pizza then i was dropping
her off.
i put my hand on her thigh and looked concentrated
on the road.
we were eating the pizza in my car. tate was quiet.
i hated how quick her mood changed when she
got into the car knowing she had to face her dad.
"can you come in with me?" she put her hand over
his mouth while chewing. i froze. "uhm-yeah,"
"is he gonna hate me?" she shook her head.
"he won't, he always talks about you as the
team captain to me, i have to act like i don't
know who you are" "he'll be shocked but he
won't hate you just like that."
we pulled up outside tate's house. "you ready?"
she asked. "nope." i took the keys out of the
ignition.
tate pulled her keys out of her bag, put it in
the lock and opening the door.
"one sec tate, i'm just putting a pizza in the oven"
i heard coach yell from the kitchen.
my anxiety was bad, my hands were clammy and
i didn't know what to do with myself. i felt awk-
ward. tate was standing beside me. her body language completely changed when she walked
in and heard her dads voice.
"come on." she nodded her head towards the
kitchen and put her hand out for me to take it.
i wiped my hand against my jeans and took it.
"your hands are freezing." she said bringing my
hand up to her mouth and kissing the back of it.
we walked into the kitchen. "hi dad," tate cleared
his throat. his eyes shot up at us. "this is my
boyfriend matt." she rubbed her thumb against
my hand trying to calm me down. i felt like i was
on the verge of an anxiety attack.
"sturniolo" he nodded his head at me. "hi coach"
i nodded my head back at him. "you guys hungry?"
"i put some pizza on as i said" "no thanks dad."
tate answered. "sturniolo?" he looked at me.
"no i'm all good, im heading now," my mouth
slowly re-gained moisture. "alrighty." he gave us
a straight smile and walked past us into the living room.
tate let go of my hand and turned to me.
her hands met my neck. "that went good" she
smiled. "yeah, i guess" i bit my lip. "matt, he
doesn't hate you." "okay, okay."
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i closed the door after matt. "tate?" my dad called.
"yeah, coming." i rolled my eyes.
i walked into the living room. "so sturniolo huh?"
he raised his eyebrows. i awkwardly nodded my
head. "the break up will be soon, won't it?" he
asked me. "what?" i questioned. "well come on
tate, you can't date him, i'll get fired it won't
be fair on the other hockey players," "what about
new york?" i asked him. "yeah, we leave january
11th," he looked back at the tv. "i'm not leaving!"
i exclaimed. "okay, then you'll be homeless,"
"your selling the house?" i felt dizzy. "obviously
tate, what did you think i would keep the house?"
"i don't have the type of money for that" he looked
back at me. "tell your boyfriend to show up to
practice and tell him your guys are done, can't
have you dating my captain tate."
i walked towards my room. i took my phone out
of my pockets. my hands began to shake, my
vision was blurry from my eyes tearing up.
i pressed onto matt's contact.
he quickly answered. "you okay?" he asked.
"m-matt.." my voice broke. hearing his voice
made the tears come quickly. "c-can you come
pick me up please" i started to wipe the tears
off my cheeks. "tate, what's wrong?" he sounded
scared. "matt, please j-just pick me up." i stuttered.
"i'm on the way back."
matt was outside. i quickly walked out to him.
he got out of his car and walked towards me.
i met his chest. the tears fell faster than before.
"it's okay tate." he whispered putting his hand
on the back of my hand letting me cry.
i sat in the passenger seat in silence, wiping the
tears that escaped my eyes. matt's hand was
rubbing my thigh as he drove back to his place.
nick and chris weren't home, matt said they
went out with friends as he mentioned he was
doing that earlier, but i had a feeling matt asked them could they leave for awhile.
"okay..." "tell me what happened?" matt asked.
i took a deep breath and rested my head onto his
lap.
"when you left he basically said that the break
up will happen soon, well that it needs to happen
because he can't have me dating his captain and
he's selling the house, we leave in january for
new york." i closed my eyes shut to stop the
tears.
matt was softly rubbing my head. "okay"
he said. "don't worry about it tate, i know it's
easy for me to say but we'll figure something
out, we aren't breaking up trust me i don't
care what he says." his fingers now lacing up
and down my arm.
i really wanted to believe his words.
"you wanna get a bath?" he asked. i opened my
eyes and sat up. "yes, please."
me and matt were laying in the bath together.
he kissed my left cheek and whispered in my ear,
"your perfect" i closed my eyes and let the words
soak in. "matt?" i whispered. "mhm?" he hummed.
"i'm sorry to ruined the moment, but i really
want to skip to this song" i turned and looked at
him. he chuckled. "go ahead." "your perfect too
also, probably more perfect than me and that's
a lot you know?" i tried to lighten my own mood
up. he smiled and kissed me.
i kissed matt's cheek and stared down at him.
he looked so peaceful when he slept.
a small groan came for his mouth. i leaned back
down to him. "i need to go" "for what?" his voice
was raspy. "baby i told you, i have work in an
hour," i rubbed his cheek with my thumb.
"and you have practice," he groaned again.
"your dad hates me" he finally opened his eyes.
"he doesn't, he just hates us being together"
my voice got small. "anyway," i cleared my
throat. "this is the last week of classes until
christmas break, you can have me laying in
bed every single morning okay?" i stood up.
"fine," he rolled his eyes. "i'll see you later
anyway, chris invited summer and josh over"
he sat up and put a hand through his hair.
"i forgot about that." "i get off work at 7, i'll
text you." i pecked his lips before leaving.
i got into work, it was nice to be back.
some of my favourite people were my co-
workers. most of them were much older than
me which is probably why i get on so well
with them.
matt🩵
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i quickly slid my phone back into my pocket to
help a customer.
i was putting boxes away when someone tapped
my back. i turned around. my dad.
"got you a redbull" he said holding it to me.
i turned around and continued to put the
boxes back. "i can't take it while i'm working
and i can't talk to you while i'm working"
i said. "tate," "i hope you know why i'm
pissed, i'll get fired." he said. "okay, leave."
i walked over to the changing rooms and
picked up clothes that people left.
"right, i'll go." he stated. "okay thank you,"
"also i won't be home tonight, im staying
in summers, she's having a girls night" i lied.
"with who?" he questioned. "with me and
josh, he has no choice."
i sat in my car and took a deep breath.
i finally pulled my phone out and opened
matt's text.
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matt🩵
have fun at work baby
nick and chris wish you good luck
i'm finished now i can finally be on my phone
nick looks so cutie 🤭
hey
you want me to pick you up?
it's okay i have my car silly
i'll be over in like a hour, i need to get changed
okay see you then🫶
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i got home and quickly changed into a different
outfit and touched my makeup up.
my dad wasn't home thank the lord, im guessing
he's with liz.
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matt🩵
in the caaaarrr now
see u soon baby girl 😜
you are insane
u love it
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after an hour of la traffic i was finally pulling up
to the apartment. summer and josh were already
there.
i knocked on the door and pulled my falling bag
back up onto my shoulder.
a smiling matt appeared at the door. "hi gorgeous."
"i can't believe you just called me that." i said
walking in. i wrapped my arms around matt.
he pulled away and pressed a soft kiss to my lips.
it would of got heated way too fast if people
weren't right upstairs.
i said hi to everyone and hugged summer hi.
chris had invited 2 other guys, 2 other hockey
players. i didn't really know them very well
and it made it worse the fact that one was sitting
in my straight vision staring at me every once
in awhile or any chance i got to speak.
matt was staring at him, if looks could kill.
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get on my lap now
i looked up at him, he nodded his head.
i stood up and placed myself in matt's lap.
no one batted a eye expect for mr staring
problem. "good girl." matt whispered in my
ear. i clenched my thighs. matt looked at me
and grinned. "shut up." i pushed his shoulder.