#I think it was!!! he’s played for u17

[gothgamergaara]

pithed as hell that the colombia v Guatemala friendly was ppv so I had to miss the match and freaking james rodriguez came out of his little rich boy hibernation to actually score and they had my besties cuadrado and falcao playing and I missed it ALL!

[just-dino-maggie]

Hi! Could you do maybe an angsty blurb for Trevor Zegras?

Maybe something like you and him have been friends forever and you’ve always liked him but never told him. Then you decide to finally tell him and he only sees you as a friend.

Just Friends Part 1

Part 2 Part 3

Thank you so much for the request, I don’t usually write angst but I hope you like it!

Trevor and I first met in sophomore year of high school. I was in chemistry with him and some other USNTDP guys. Growing up in the Ann Arbor area then moving to Canton, I’ve seen a lot of these guys pass throughout my life. One of my older brothers played U17’s with USA hockey and my other brothers befriended the USA guys when they came to Michigan. A few of them even dated my friends sisters.

I could never escape them and seeing Trevor in class everyday made me realize that I didn’t want to. Alex Turcotte and I got close after I helped him pass Brit Lit and The guys took me in; especially the Hughes. My older brother was great friends with Quinn already so they were happy to have the both of us over.

Eventually I grew close with crew that was Cole, Trevor, Jack and Alex. I went to all of their games, attended every party. Even though I was always their DD I never minded. I belonged and that was all that mattered to me. I fell easily for Trevor. What is there not to fall for? I’ve always been insecure, introverted in a lot of ways. He noticed me and even flirted with me. I never told anyone but I was head over heels in love with Trevor Zegras

When they all got drafted I thought it was the end. That I was some girl they were happy to entertain in high school but not as they got older. For the most part I was wrong. They all kept in touch and I would join them every year in the summers at the Hughes lake house. I would try to visit all of them, Jack the most because I chose a college in Ohio and he lives in New Jersey.

Now at 22 I’m still friends with all of them. It feels amazing. Well besides with Trevor. Seeing him with other girls makes me want to lock myself away. After too long of not seeing him and Alex I decided to take a surprise trip to California.

I started in Ontario (California), Alex was so excited when I showed up at his door. I forced him not to tell Trevor I was coming. He showed me to all of his favorite spots, I met his teammates. It was wonderful but all I could think about was Trevor.

Now I stand at his door and knock. I can hear rumbling inside like someone is running. The door opens and standing in front of me is a freckled brunette. “Hi, you must be Jamie. I’m Y/n, I’ve heard so much about you.” I try to keep my voice low as a shake his hand. “I’m here to see Trevor.”

“Right your Trevor’s Y/n,” he says with a knowing smile. My stomach flips. I’m so nervous and he just called me Trevor’s. “Z someone’s here for you!” He smiles and leaves me standing at the door.

I look down at my feet until I hear a voice, “Y/n?”

“Hey Trev, long time no see.” I smile and he rushes toward me picking me up into a hug. I hold him like my life depends on it, I’ve missed him so much.

After a minute he puts me down and looks at me like I’m not real. “I can’t believe you’re really here!” He grabs my hand, “Come on let’s go catch up!”

We drive to a coffee shop that he goes to every day, or so I’m told. The whole way there the car is filled with the sound of his voice. Talking my ear off and catching me up on everything that’s going on with him.

When we finally sit down at the coffee shop he orders himself a black iced coffee and a hot chocolate for me. He knows that I don’t like coffee. The waitress keeps hitting on him and he is reciprocating. I sink into my seat. I know how this works. I’ve seen all the other guys act like players but it’s so much worse seeing Trevor do it.

When the waitress finally leaves the table Trevor looks at me. “Hey what’s wrong?” He reaches out to grab my hand but I pull it away.

“Don’t do that.” I say, “Please.”

His eyebrows furrow, “Y/n tell me why you’re upset.”

“Trevor you know, let’s not pretend you don’t.” I lower my voice hoping that it won’t feel as real if I say it quietly. “I’ve loved you for years.”

His eyes widen, “Oh.”

“This was a mistake.” I rush out of the booth heading for the door. I can feel the tears welling in my eyes and by the time I’ve hit the parking lot I’m weeping openly.

I can hear Trevor follow me out. I have no where to go so I turn around and face him. “I’m so sorry,” he says and places his lips on my forehead. “I’m so so sorry. I’ve wished I could feel that way for you but I just can’t. I hate that I made you cry please don’t cry.”

He’s pleading and holding my face in hands. My sobs keep flowing, I can’t even open my eyes. “I should leave. I need to go home.”

“I can’t lose you like this. Can’t we just be friends like we always have?”

I look in his tear filled blue eyes. They have hope in them, he doesn’t even know that the words he just said were the most heartbreaking part. We can’t go back to being friends “like we always have”. To me he was everything. He was the sun, the moon, and the stars. We were never just friends.

“You’ll never lose me.” I lie, a beautiful lie I’ve been telling myself for years. Postponing the inevitable. I can’t hold on to something I never had, at least not forever. So I simply hold on for a few more hours as we drive back to his place.

He leaves to grab dinner and I beg Jamie to take me to the airport. I fly away from California without looking back. I feel my heart burst as I block him on everything.

Even amongst all this pain I can’t help but think that someday I will find him again and my broken heart will mend. I will finally be whole. Untill then I will remain as I always have, broken and meaningless. For what has meaning without love?

[letsgetrowdy43]

Thinking about a little piece of Honey lore that I dropped in a fic once and never talked about again… but does anyone else remember that she had a short fling with Clayton Keller while he was in USNTDP (he was on the u18 team while Quinn was on the u17) and she was a media intern

I don't know why I was thinking about that, but I feel like Quinn definitely gets jealous even thinking about the two being together, and he hates playing against him

[babytarttdoodoo]

HOW does playing guitar impact his dynamic with simon? does simon also play? elaborate pls <3

😂 should have known better than to think I could get away with that.

Okay, SO:

Jamie is 16 when he is introduced to Simon

He is not exactly a fan but doesn’t hate him on sight, either. He’s mostly just dismissive and throws out the occasional creatively devastating insult (‘jaundiced worm’ lives rent free in my brain, who says things like that, Jamie?)

Jamie is at this time at the Man City Youth Academy, most likely playing for the U17 squad and not yet for the EDS. This is important because it means Jamie is still obligated to go to school and meet certain academic requirements.

He is also not likely home a lot, so he doesn’t really interact with Simon a huge amount.

Jamie maybe already played guitar for GCSE Music (the exam level he would have sat at 15) and is now studying at A Level.

I believe Simon to be a teacher (mentioned in the ADHD ficlet). By the time we meet him in the show? A deputy head. When Jamie meets him? Music teacher.

Jamie is struggling in general to juggle school and football. The performance aspect of his Music exam is stressing him out and he ends up getting very frustrated while practising at home one weekend.

Simon cautiously offers to help and bonding ensues.

[nahkyl]

So you do think Ethan has potential? I don’t feel like I know enough to judge him, but I saw so many tweets saying he was playing with the main team only because Kylian was his brother and he wasn’t talented at all :/

Nah his entrance against Lorient proves otherwise. He’s been playing with the U19 instead of the U17 for a while now because he has potential.

He just needs to be more daring and I feel like LOSC will allow for that to happen because it’s a squad that has their players rotate even more than Paris and allows kiddos to have their playtime.

[puckgoss]

I feel like the only time the Canucks weren’t together at ASG was when Jake Oettinger and Elias Petterson went to get dinner together, which could have included some other Canucks idk

I will say, as a Dallas fan, a bunch of us loved that they got dinner together because Jake was the only Star that was there and it was a potential friendship we didn’t know we needed

ya i think otter joined them all?? he played on the u18 NTDP team while quinn played on the u17 NTDP team so maybe that's the connection idk

[alexbkrieger13]

P article

https://www.dr.dk/sporten/fodbold/em-kvinder/hvem-var-harder-foer-hun-blev-superstjerne-kaeresten-foraeldrene-og

this is so cute

It started on the campsite's football field. Here she was called Per because she had her short hair cut. The young Harder believed the national team was reserved for men.

A few years later, she arranged an agreement with FC Midtjylland, so she could train with the Superliga team's U17 boys in the hunt to get better.

The extra work later resulted in more than 130 international matches, a successful career abroad and the title of the world's most expensive football player.

And on Tuesday, she scored the decisive goal in the victory against Finland, which breathed new life into Denmark's European Championship dreams, before the decisive group match against Spain on Saturday.

DR Sporten has asked Pernille Harder's parents, after-school friend, national team colleague and boyfriend how they remember Harder before she became a superstar:

Annie Harder and Mogens Harder, Pernille Harder's parents.

- The talent was obvious from an early age. Do you not agree, Mogens? Yes, he nods, says Annie Harder.

- She is always looking for challenges. She even arranged morning training with the U17 boys from FC Midtjylland. The rest of us were not involved, and that has always been the case, says Mogens Harder.

- But when you have to train so much, you can not do everything 100 percent. I once asked her if she would rather have 9 in German or be well prepared for the U18 World Cup in New Zealand? Football is an experience of a lifetime - school should probably go well, says the mother.

- Now it sounds as if she was an adult as a 12-year-old. She has also just been a kid, a gunpowder owl, played with lego, had fucking fun and such. But if there was something she thought was unfair, she went all in, says Annie Harder.

- Pernille has played a huge role in the development of women's football. Partly with its performance and high level. Partly with his eternal belief that there was a future for women in the sport. It has been amazing and touching to follow her and the national team. We are all so proud, says Mogens Harder.

Anne Sofie Hjort, psychologist and former professional handball player. Attended the after-school Idrætsskolerne Ikast with Pernille Harder in 2008/2009.

- We met late in the year on a ski holiday , where we were just bad on the slopes and found each other in it. We fell in love because Pernille, in addition to being skilled and focused, is also someone I can always laugh with. She is very down to earth and lovely Jutlandic.

- We were just distracted and had fun with everything but sports. Even then, she laid the foundation stones for her shuffle moves (dance steps, ed. ).

- As I remember it, she was also one of the best back then. She had a good portion of talent, but was at least as focused. She knew it would take a lot of training and opting out to drive it to something big.

- Sportingly, it does not occur to me that she has come this far. But conversely, she is also my good friend Pernille from Ikast, so it's pretty crazy to think about what it developed into.

Magdalena Eriksson, professional football player in Chelsea and Swedish national team player. Has been dating Pernille Harder since 2014.

- When it comes to football, everything is under control, but when it comes to other things, Pernille is quite forgetful.

- She has one job at home, and that is to go out with the garbage. At the end of the week there is always a mountain of rubbish and you have to look for a place to put your things because she is waiting until the last minute to clean up. I often have to remind her of that.

- When Pernille and I grew up, there were no gay athletes we could look up to, find security with and make us think it's okay to be gay . We are very conscious of using our platform as football players. There are many who listen to us and we can make a difference.

- Pernille is very generous and caring. She has strong values ​​and views when it comes to being a role model. She is comfortable in the role and is not afraid to be herself. It's very inspiring.

[cokehead-zeroed]

cole/trevor: 💤 🐀 🍁 🔥

💤 : Going out on a limb here and saying Trevor. I feel liek he tries so hard to be such a party animal/night owl, especially when he's with his boys, but he ends up nodding off on the sofa or in bed watching TV more than he'd like to admit. I think Cole delights in this because then he can use Trevor's chest as a pillow.

🐀 : Cole. 100% Cole. He's a precious little princess and he needs all the blankets to stay warm. (Trevor wonders how someone so tiny can hog all the blankets!)

🍁 : I think it was a little awkward. I think that maybe it was during a drinking game that they were playing as U17s – maybe it was during truth or dare, 7 minutes in heaven, spin the bottle. They're at this party and some random girls + their teammates are egging them on, the girls are telling them that it would be hot, and they shrug and go along with it, but it's kind of awkward because they have this whole audience. But it definitely awakens the fact that they're actually into dudes, and into each other, and that's how they start to get together.

🔥 : Oh, definitely Cole. He's at least 50% smarter than Trevor. Trevor might think he's taking more initiative, because he's the one that asked Cole out officially...only after Cole had been carefully dropping hints and orchestrating the whole thing. Silk boxer-briefs do not get worn by accident.

[laresearchette]

Friday, December 01, 2023 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: FROG AND TOAD: CHRISTMAS EVE (Apple TV+) SHAPE ISLAND: THE WINTER BLUES (HGTV Canada) THE SNOOPY SHOW: HAPPINESS IS HOLIDAY TRADITIONS (Apple TV +) SPIRITED - SING ALONG VERSION (Apple TV+) IT’S A WONDERFUL KNIFE (Shudder) MY NORWEGIAN HOLIDAY (W Network) 8:00pm POWER BOOK III: RAISING KANAN (Starz Canada) 9:00pm THE UNBELIEVABLE WITH DAN AYKROYD (History Canada) 10:00pm

WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT? SEXIEST SPLASH PADS (TBD - HGTV Canada)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

AMAZON PRIME CANADA CANDY CANE LANE MY MAN IS CUPID

CBC GEM CALL THE MIDWIFE (Season 12 holiday specials) DAS BOOT (Season 4) THE NEXT STEP(Season 5) ODD SQUAD (Season 2B)

CRAVE TV THE ART OF WOO ATANARJUAT: THE FAST RUNNER BAD BOYS BAD BOYS II CHILDREN RUIN EVERYTHING (Season 3) CHRISTMAS TIME IS HERE INSIDIOUS: THE RED DOOR JOY RIDE KILL BILL VOL. 1 KILL BILL VOL. 2 THE KILLING KIND (Season 1) MUCH ADO ABOUT CHRISTMAS NEW YEAR’S EVE – STARZ NURSE FIGHTER BOY – STARZ THE O.C. (Seasons 1 - 4) A PARIS CHRISTMAS WALTZ POWER BOOK III: RAISING KANAN (Season 3, Episode 1) SLEEPLESS IN SEATLE STORIES WE TELL THE TAKE BACK (SPECIAL PREMIERE)

DISNEY + STAR EXPLORER: LAKE OF FIRE INDIANA JONES AND THE DIAL OF DESTINY THE MILL THE SHEPHERD SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE TIMELESS HEROES: INDIANA JONES & HARRISON FORD

NETFLIX CANADA BAD BOYS II CHRONICLE CONFESS, FETCH THE CRAFT HOW THE GRINCH STOLE CHRISTMAS IT’S COMPLICATED JULIE & JULIA MAY DECEMBER OFFICE CHRISTMAS PARTY PRIDE & PREJUDICE SHREK SWEET HOME (Season 2) (KR) TRANSPLANT (Seasons 1-3)

2023 FIFA MEN'S U17 WORLD CUP (TSN3) 6:48am: Third Place Match - Argentina vs. Mali

G LEAGUE BASKETBALL (TSN4) 11:00am: Maine vs. Raptors 905

NHL HOCKEY (SN) 7:00pm: Sharks vs. Devils (TSN5) 7:00pm: Sens vs. Blue Jackets

NLL LACROSSE (TSN) 7:00pm: Rush vs. Thunderbirds (TSN/TSN5) 10:00pm: Panther City vs. Warriors

NBA BASKETBALL (SN1) 7:30pm: 76ers vs. Celtics (TSN3/TSN4) 7:30pm: Knicks vs. Raptors (TSN3) 10:00pm: Nuggets vs. Suns

AMPLIFY (APTN) 7:30pm: Cree spoken word artist Zoey Roy meets with legendary Métis artist and activist Maria Campbell, who inspires a piece about the power of celebration. Zoey shares stories about her childhood and how her struggles helped inspire a rich creative spirit.

MARKETPLACE (CBC) 8:00pm: A Montreal lawyer discusses taking on the fight against Ticketmaster over its handling of concert ticket sales; a Canadian reseller shares how he scores tickets and resells them for a profit; the company's former CEO speaks out.

7TH GEN (APTN) 8:00pm: Melissa Brown is an Anishinaabe-Jamaican woman from Winnipeg who grew up in the inner city. Learn about how this entrepreneur, chef and mother is creating the change she wants to see in her community.

MY CHRISTMAS HERO (CTV Life) 8:00pm: An army reserve doctor tracks down her family's military history with the help of a new romance.

THE REAL HOUSEWIVES OF JERSEY (Slice) 8:00pm: Raising the Stakes

A PRINCE AND PAUPER CHRISTMAS (Super Channel Heart & Home) 8:00pm: When a down-on-his luck confidential informant in a criminal investigation suddenly goes missing, a desperate young federal agent recruits his doppelgänger to play the role.

PLANET WONDER (CBC) 8:30pm: From farm to fork, petri dish to plate, Johanna seeks sustainability in food.

FRIDAY NIGHT THUNDER (APTN) 8:30pm: Alex Hill has been out all season struggling with anxiety, but she decides to try one race before the season ends. With the help of her team and family, she overcomes her fears and gets in a night of racing at Devil's Bowl Speedway in Texas.

THE FIFTH ESTATE (CBC) 9:00pm

CHRISTMAS UNFILTERED (CTV2) 9:00pm: On Christmas Eve, Becky wishes that her family would truly hear her. All of her thoughts and frustrations begin to spill out as she inadvertently starts telling everyone what she really thinks.

JUSTICE LEAGUE X RWBY: SUPER HEROES & HUNTSMEN PART ONE (adult swim) 9:00pm: Members of the Justice League are transported to the world of Remnant and find themselves turned into teenagers. The Remnant heroes combine forces with the Justice League to uncover why their planet has been mysteriously altered.

CHRISTMAS IN PARADISE (Crave) 9:00pm: Three quirky sisters enjoy some fun in the sun when they reunite with their estranged father in the Caribbean during the holidays.

W5 (CTV) 10:00pm: Searching for Sam; Boom Boom Chuvalo

CRIME BEAT (Global) 10:00pm: The Deadly Night Shift

[whoreforcaufield]

I LOVE YOU TOO 💕🩵💖🤍

also would now be a good time to mention that the hockey guy plays aaa and thinks he’ll make it to the nhl and is among the top in the country for his age?

and he got to play at lca a couple weeks ago and he sent me pics from it bc he knows i’m a wings fan 🤭 (he also broke his shoulder there lmao)

ohhh??? future wag cait over here???

just kidding but that’s actually so sick, my boyfriends like second cousin plays for the u17 ntdp team but that’s the only person I know who still plays hockey.

Broken shoulder? Omg, worst part about sports is injuries.

[dino0316]

At the U17 European Championship, Belgium was in a very tough group with the Netherlands, England and Iceland. The European Championships took place in their own country and national coach Bob Browaeys did not want to go off. “The fear was that we would make a fool of ourselves. I also missed a creative player up front. Someone who could make a difference,' he says in Sport/Voetbalmagazine .

Eden Hazard meets the profile sought and is picked up at the U16. Despite the fact that he is still an unguided missile at that moment, Browaeys will not regret his choice.

Hazard is decisive in the opening game of the Belgians against the Netherlands (2-2), he shines against England (1-1) and shows himself incredibly altruistic against Iceland (5-1). Belgium thus reaches the semi-final against Bojan Krkic's Spain, in which it draws 1-1 and is only eliminated after the penalties (7-6).

Simple tactics

Nill De Pauw was part of the Belgian U17 at that time. 'Eden mainly wanted to have fun. Any 16-year-old playing at home against the Netherlands, England and Spain in front of 2000 spectators would normally be stiff with stress. But he made it seem he didn't care.'

"I think Hazard has become the player he is today because he seeks diversion even in the most important games. The coach tried to make him more performant, but he had developed his own internal audit that allowed him to find a balance between having fun and boosting his stats.'

Kevin Kis, an average player who later played for Union, Roeselare, Eupen and eventually Lommel, summarizes it as follows: 'The tactic was simple: we gave the ball to Eden and it was waiting for something magical to happen… You had to go blind not to systematically let the ball pass through him.'

Guillaume François shares a similar view: 'Bob Browaeys was a nice man. He's tried hard not to make it seem like the tactic was geared solely to Eden. He handled it the right way and he tried to make us important. But you couldn't fool us. You had to be very naive to believe that Eden wasn't the epicenter of the squad.'

[moonyoon5839]

JIA's ICONIC MOMENTS

—The handsome trainee♔

During her trainee days, Jia had short hair. Like really short. And she looked real good. So, some of the new trainees who entered the company after her, mistook her as a male trainee that was really handsome. She heard about the mysterious boy from Siyeon, who was looking for the boy. She had asked the boys about the trainee and Jia was there when she talked. She too was curious about the boy. But Aeri realized it was about Jia when she overheard someone talk about confessing to 'him' during the break at the monthly evaluation pointing at Jia.

The incident was known to the fans when Siyeon talked about it during one 'Run! BTS' episode. Later that, many fans requested Jia to cut her hair short again so she granted the fans wishes by cutting her hair during the 'Go Go' era. The fans went crazy.

She did an amazing job. She scored more than half of the final score and lead the team to victory. It is official that Jia loves basketball more than anyone.

—Basketball player Jia♔

It is well known the she was chosen as the member of the Korean U13~U17 national team.

The 2015 ISAC was a legendary moment to ARMY. Not only the girls 400m relay but there was a basketball competition and Jia was invited to play. Jia was in team 'black mamba'. Since it was after the boys game, SE7EN, Jimin and Yoongi was there to cheer her with the fans. 

—Abs♔

Talking about Jia and sports, we can't skip the muscle part. Jia has abs. This is well known in the idol community and many wants her body.

She didn't intend on showing her abs to the world but she had a wardrobe malfunction during one of the 'GO GO' performances and the zipper on her jacket she wore on top of the crop top was breaking, exposing her toned stomach. She had short hair and was looking handsome so it was a double punch in the face for the fans.

—I'm like a baby? ♔

140601

"Tell us something that most of the fans doesn't know"

It was when the 12 were having a radio interview. They were handed a container that had the paper folded in so that they don't know what the questions were. It was currently Jin's turn.

"Well..... what do you want know ?" Jin asked, clueless.

"How about we pick a member." The radio host suggested.

"Okay, let's pick who get exposed. Rock, scissors, paper?"

After 3 intense game of rock scissors paper the loser was...

JIA.

It wasn't her day.

Her alarm didn't wake her up on time. She didn't have her morning coffee. She kinda spilled it over her new book. She forgot her contacts, so she can't see much. And now she was going to be embarrassed. Best day of her life.

"Jia, well she doesn't have much to say though."

"Does she have weird habits that she doesn't realize doing ? Like in the dorm or..." Oh, goodness I don't know what's coming.

"Um..... Yoongi-ah is there something ?" Jin turned to their fellow roommate, Yoongi for help.

"....... the sleeping thing. Her hands." Wow, he had something in mind the whole time ?

"Ah, 맞아. I think she doesn't notice but she... You know when babies makes a fist? they have their thumbs go like this?

She sleeps with her hands like this and she always holds a stuffed animal and it's cute. even if she spits fire on stage, she has cute sides like this too."

"제가 아기 같다고요?" *I'm like a baby?* Jia said with a straight face. She didn't mean to scare the elder but her blunt tone made some of them scarred while the others laughed. The host had a feared expression. He too was a little scared.

"어, 죄송 해요. Jia-ssi." Jin apologized but laughing.

"ᇂᇂ When did you notice this habit ?"

"I think it was yesterday. Me and Yoongi were watching something on the TV and she was sleeping. I wasn't thinking much but looked at her hands then noticed this. She has big hands but they looked so small like a baby's hand." Jin was having so much fun teasing her.

"I'm not a baby. I turned 14 like last month."

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[rutgersmcgroarty]

Since the draft is coming up I present to you the university of michigan 2021 draft trio:

the umich draft trio consists of 3 players that played at the university of michigan this past season and are projected to go in the top 10. You've got the one i think everyone knows, owen power who is projected to go 1st overall, matty beniers who is projected to go 2nd overall and kent johnson who is projected to go 9th. they're my favourite players in the draft and really hope yall grow to like them as much as i do because they're amazing

Kent Johnson, #13:

from port moody, bc

born October 12th 2002

played for the trail smokers eaters in the bchl before coming to umich

led the bchl in scoring with 101 points in 52 games. Was names to the first-team all-bchl. Was named canadian junior hockey league top forward of the year. Had a 46-point season as a rookie in 2018-19 and was named bchl all-rookie and interior division rookie of the year

one of the most entertaining players I've seen play at michigan and he has some amazing hands

by amazing hands, i mean that he does shit that i didnt even know existed

Finished second on the team in scoring with 27 points on 9 goals and 18 assists in 26 games. Ranked second in rookie scoring in the big ten, third in the nation rookie points per game

Started his collegiate career on a four-game point-scoring streak and had a four-assist game in his debut

was on the big ten all-freshman team, was a all-big ten honorable mention, and was nominated for the hobey baker

fun facts:

his brother kyle plays for yale

he can juggle a ball on his stick while standing on one foot

he has beautiful hair

looks scarily like someone from my math class

won the bronze medal at BC provincials he's 2nd year of peewee

a really big breakfast guy (his favourites are pancakes and crapes)

was a canucks fan, his favourite player rn is pettersson (the canucks pick 9th btw so there's a very high chance he goes there)

"at some points you cant coach him anymore" - mel pearson

Matty Beniers, #10:

from hingham, mass

born november 5th 2002

played at the ntdp before coming to umich.

his u18 season he was second on the team in scoring with 41 points (18 goals, 23 assists) in 44 games. Scored 23 points in 42 games in his first year with the ntdp in 2018-19. Got called up his u17 year and won bronze at the 2019 IIHF U18 Men's World Championship

he was the youngest player on the us world junior team and world championship team this year

this year he had 24 points (10 goals, 14 assists) in 24 games - 3rd in the league in freshmen scoring and 4th nationally. he scored Michigan's first goal of the season and started his career on a four-game point streak

was on the big ten all-freshman team and was a all-big ten honorable mention. was also on the college hockey news all-rookie team.

like to skate circles around ppl

fun facts:

he’s a really good singer

was supposed to go to harvard but transferred to michigan last minute when the ivy league cancelled it's season

he has a super cute dog named bella

his sister goes to cornell, and his dad played football there

his mom performed on broadway (which is how he learned to sing)

says that "he needs to work on his goal scoring mentality" (matthew you lead the team in scoring i think your goal scoring mentality is fine)

very smiley and bubbly

very very smart (pre-med major)

doesn't chirp very much (not surprised matty is way too nice to do that)

his mom moved to michigan with him when he went to the ntdp

his coach made him sing in front of his whole ntdp team at the beginning their u17 year (he sang the jersey boys)

Owen Power, #22:

from mississauga, ontario

born november 22nd 2002

played for the chicago steel in the ushl before coming to umich

in the 2019-20 season he was the USHL defenseman of the year and he led the league's defensemen in scoring with 40 points. he was named to the ushl first-team all-star, the ushl All-Rookie Team in 2018-19 with 28 points in 58 games.

"kid canada," youngest player to ever play for canada at the world championships

at 6'5, 214 lb he is, as tsn like to say "a big boy"

was a preseason all-big ten honourable mention, was fourth in the big ten in defenseman scoring, seventh in the big ten in freshman scoring, 2nd in the nation in freshman defenseman points per game and had a three-point (2 goals) game in his collegiate debut (as a defenceman).

was on the all-big ten second team, was a unanimous selection on the big ten all-freshman team, was a finalist for big ten freshmen of the year, was nominated for the hobey baker, was college hockey news rookie of the year, and was on the college hockey news all-rookie team

is supposed to go first overall

he has an absolute rocket of a shot, a really good stickhandler, and a really good skater

fun facts:

used to play lacrosse during the summer when he was younger, won a national championship

he likes to play basketball, so here's a video of him and the rest of the umich team playing (he airballed it and it was vv funny)

sports management major but dosent know exactly what it is

celebrity crush is selena gomez

his nickname is the big dog

was supposed to go to the ojhl but chose to go play in the ushl when the steel drafted him

takes his chicken wings with barbecue and nothing else

prefer doing school online

the first thing he wants to do next season is watch a football game at the big house

his favourite player to watch right is victor hedman (he also thinks that hedman is the best defenceman in the world rn)

had a rink in his backyard and that's how he fell in love with hockey

he would pretend to be crosby while on that backyard rink (owen arent you supposed to be a defenceman lmao)

not a big tv/movie guy, he mostly just watch's sports during his downtime (why am i not surprised)

he like to golf but is "not very good" (his handicap is a 10 which is appenrently good so)

if he weren't a hockey player he would be a lacross player

lebron is the athlete he dislikes the most

he doesn't say (chirp) much on the ice (once again i am not surprised lmao)

if matty and him got the chance to play each other at worlds (they didn't cause matty was scratched the first time and injured the 2nd) someone would have gotten whacked in the leg/foot but nobody would have really said anything

basically Michigan could very easily have 2 players picked in the top 5 and 3 players picked in the top 10. and if you haven't realised how special that class is, they also have thomas bordeleau and brendan brisson in it, which means that they're soon gonna have 4 first rounders in one class, and 6 nhl draft picks. (for context a lot of teams don't even have 6 drafted players on the entire roster)

[usynt]

US U17 passmap between our first 1-4 loss to Senegal and the subsequent 0-0 draw versus Japan.

Wicky’s teams are known for gaining momentum and strength as a tournament continues, as seen by the more progression and chances created against Japan, who beat our next opponents, U17 Europe Champions the Netherlands in their first game. Hopefully, the kids continue to improve their possession play and become more dangerous in front of goal!

[penaltbox]

flights, fate, and football games (4+1) - quinn hughes

*or 4 times you were in the same place and didn’t know it + 1 time you were in the same place on purpose*

if you like it let me know :) reblog it, send me a message, leave your thoughts in the tags. thanks in advance!

word count: ~3k

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Same restaurant/Post playoffs 

You wave at your two best friends as soon as you enter the restaurant, surprisingly being the one who was late this time. You hit more traffic than you expected, but Pop’s was not to be missed. 

The little Ferndale restaurant was one of your favorites and you needed the time to wind down after the crazy week you’d had. You hear a guy’s voice behind you talking to the suddenly excited hostess as you walk past her to get to your table, but never glance back at who it might have been. 

“Wow, for once we aren’t the late ones,” Abby smiles, nudging Hannah with her elbow.

“Oh, aren’t you guys funny,” you roll your eyes playfully, but take a seat with them, “it wasn’t my fault though. Traffic was insane on the highway. It’s like everyone forgot how to drive at once.”

“I hit some traffic too, no worries,” Hannah smiles, glancing over your shoulder, “did you somehow miss those super cute boys that came in behind you though? The one was so your type.”

Your eyes widen a little as you turn around to quickly survey the area you’d just come from. There’s no one waiting at the front of the restaurant though, so you turn back with a frown. 

“I mean, I heard a guy’s voice as I walked in but I didn’t think to look back at him. Why? Was he really that cute?” You ask, looking around the restaurant to see if you could find who she was talking about. 

Abby sighs, “I can’t see where they went either but Hannah and I noticed them as soon as you got here. We should have got you to turn around somehow.”

You shrug, checking over the menu and deciding between a pizza or the bolognese instead, “I guess if I was supposed to have seen him then I would have.”

You would have looked around for him more but the waiter showed up and you were dying to get your hands on a glass of wine to start your weekend off. 

...

“Quinn, I swear if you don’t start talking to cute girls when you see them I’ll end your career,” Will points across the table. 

Josh holds his hands up and laughs, “guys, come on. We all know Quinn isn’t smooth enough to seal the deal anyways.”

This gets the other two laughing, but Quinn doesn’t find it as humorous. He rolls his eyes and tries to fight off a smile. He opts for focusing his attention extra carefully on the menu rather than fueling the fire that was already started. 

“Hey, by the end of summer you never know. Maybe you’ll be able to land a girl. It might take a small miracle, but we’ll help you out if we can,” Will grins, thinking it’s the funniest thing in the world. 

“Great,” Quinn nods, thinking matchmaker Will sounded like a living nightmare, “I’m sure that would go well.”

He tries to brush it off, but the thought lingers a little longer. He’d find someone one of these days. His mom always told him he shouldn’t rush a good thing. It would happen when it was supposed to. 

Your brother’s hockey practice/Early June

“I swear to god, Adam, you need to get moving,” you mumble, watching your brother get beat in yet another drill. 

The air inside USA arena was definitely colder than outside and you were wondering how you’d managed to get stuck picking him up that night. He seemed off though so maybe he’d asked your mom if you’d get him. Sometimes he needed to talk, and definitely not to your parents. 

The whistle blows loudly and you watch your little brother skate off with his head down. He’d been lucky to make the U17’s but you could tell he was struggling. It made your heart hurt and you knew the drive home would involve the long route that day. 

You wait in the lobby, responding to your group chat that had somehow blown up while you watched the end of the practice. You’re in the middle of a message when an oddly familiar voice catches your attention.

You pick up your head and look around just as a group of guys head down the stairs to the locker rooms. You don’t manage to see any of them but something about the voice you’d heard seemed to catch your attention for some reason. Where had you heard that voice before?

Adam comes barreling out of the doors, an annoyed look on his face, “let’s go.”

“Hi to you too, asshole,” you scoff, but the look on his face matches the tone he’d given you. Something was wrong. 

You grab your keys and walk out of the arena, glancing over at your only sibling, “Adam, what’s wrong? Wasn’t there another practice after that you wanted to watch or something?”

“No, some alumni guys rented the ice next and pushed the 18’s back an hour,” he mumbles, his hands dug down in his pockets. 

You reach over and ruffle his hair, despite the fact he’s well taller than you now, “come on, we’re getting ice cream before we get home. And you can tell me what’s got you so worked up on the way.”

A smile takes over his face finally as he reaches your car, “okay fine. So there’s this girl in my chem class but she’s dating a football player.”

“Ew,” you laugh, playing along with the story, “also if you’re playing like shit because you’re mad that a girl you like is taken then I’m kicking your ass”.

“Hey, it was one bad practice. Just don’t tell dad,” he looks over, “surprised you didn’t want to stay and watch the next practice though. You know it’s the guys who went on to play college and pros and stuff right?”

You almost smack him when you see how smug he looks, but you hold off for once, “the last thing I need is some trouble maker hockey player to deal with. I already have you.”

“Suit yourself. Every girl I know loves Hughes though,” he shrugs. 

The name sounds familiar but you don’t think twice about it for some reason. Of course you wanted a boyfriend but you weren’t sure you wanted your younger brother setting that up for you. 

…

“Try not to suck tonight, okay?” Jack laughs, shrugging his bag a little higher on his shoulder as he picks on his older brother. 

Quinn laughs and shoves him sideways, “try not to get run over. Are you gonna put any weight on this summer, bud?”

“You’re both getting lapped,” Alex interjects, walking between the two and entering the arena first. 

Quinn notices you leaning against the wall in the lobby and does a double take. Had he seen you before? Why did you seem so familiar? You had to be waiting for someone if you were there, he knew the 17’s had the ice, so maybe you were younger than he thought. 

He shakes off the odd feeling he gets from seeing you and turns to find his brother grinning. Quinn knows he’s been caught staring and he immediately bumps Jack into the wall. 

“Don’t even think about it!” He says, hurrying down the stairs as Alex holds the door. 

“I’m just saying!” Jack yells after his older brother, “I could go play wingman for you!”

Quinn thinks that sounds like the worst thing ever, if he’s being honest. The last thing he needs is to rely on his brother to set him up. He could see that going wrong in a million different ways. 

The airport/pre-4th of July

You sigh, slouching down in your seat a little further as you take a sip of your coffee. You wish your anxiety didn’t have you at the airport almost two hours before takeoff, but here you were. 

You watch a few planes take off, ignoring your surroundings for a little while as you wonder where the people might be going and why. You respond to a text from your aunt in Boston, who you were going to visit, and quickly get lost in your thoughts again. 

You let your eyes start to wander after a bit and they land on a cute boy a few rows over. He’s sitting with a few other boys around his age and you glance over at their gate. New Hampshire? What was even in New Hampshire? 

You watch him for a few more minutes, but shake your head before looking back out the window. You certainly weren’t brave enough to go talk to him and you didn’t want to get caught staring. Something about him seemed so familiar but you brush it off, figuring you were just imagining things. 

…

Quinn drops his backpack and sits heavily into the creaky airport chair, arguing with Luke about what they’d do first when they got to the cabin. There was no winning the argument but Luke liked to be a pest and Quinn had learned from being gone so much that sometimes he just needed to let his little brother bug him while he could. 

Airports were so boring and he’d luckily stalled enough that his parents didn’t have them all there three hours early for once. Quinn lets Luke “win” the argument finally, agreeing that they’ll go on the boat as soon as they get there. 

Quinn’s attention wanders and he looks around the airport, his eyes seeming to focus on the gate heading for Boston. His eyebrows pull together as he tries to squint and see the line of people boarding. He swears he sees a familiar face but he’s not so sure. 

There’s no way it was the same person he saw at the arena a few weeks ago, right? He blinks hard and suddenly he’s hit with a water bottle in the chest. 

“Dude are you good?” Jack questions him, waving a hand in front of the older boy’s face. 

Quinn looks at his brother quickly before checking where you’d been standing, only to find you’d already boarded the plane, “yeah, knock it off. Can’t you leave me alone for like five minutes ever?”

Quinn is mildly annoyed that his brother pulled the stunt when he did and he’d lost sight of you before he could be sure. Maybe you were from Boston and you were headed home. That wouldn’t explain why you were at USA arena unless your brother played there, too. 

He turns to Luke then, elbowing the youngest Hughes to get his attention, “do you play with any kids from Boston?”

Ann Arbor/football game/late August

You laugh as you try and keep up with Abby and Hannah, excited for one last year at the school that held your heart. You were convinced you could never leave Ann Arbor and luckily for one more year you didn’t have to. 

The weather was perfect that night as the first football game was set to kickoff in no time but the three of you had left a pregame a bit later than you planned for. You’re being rushed through the crowd by Hannah, who has a tight hold on your hand, when Abby suddenly veers off. 

“Hold on, I need to say hi to him!” She yells over her shoulder, causing Hannah to stop in her tracks and you to slam into her back. 

The two of you stumble a little but fix yourself, standing and watching where Abby had run off to. She moves to a group of guys and your stomach turns a little with worry, hoping she actually knew who these people were. 

You’re about to march over when you see the boy. The one from the airport. You shake your head a little, trying to make sure you weren’t imagining what you were seeing, but he really is there. Abby is talking to his friends and he’s got a soft smile that makes you want to know more about him. He’s not as outspoken as his friends and his hands are stuffed in his pockets like he’s not sure what else to do with them. 

Hannah catches you staring and laughs, “that’s Quinn by the way. I know you’re looking. Abby met those boys a couple months ago while she did her classes on campus. Can you believe they’re the ones we saw at Pop’s at the beginning of the summer?”

“They’re who?” You ask, your brain speeding through the memories, but all that keeps coming up is Quinn. 

Pop’s, the airport, and now here. Was he the guy from the rink too? Was that the voice you’d recognized. There was no way you’d been in all the same places for the last three months and never talked to each other or actually truly met. What kind of fate was playing around with you two?

You glance back over at Quinn only to find him looking at you, too. Your cheeks feel instantly hot and you bite your lip, looking away quickly. You hated that you reacted so quickly to something so simple. Maybe he was looking at Hannah, you tried to reason with yourself. Or maybe he recognized you too. 

…

Quinn is shocked when a bouncy little blonde runs up to Josh and says hello to him. She’s happy as can be and Quinn would be lying if he said she wasn’t cute. She quickly introduces herself and motions back at her friends, talking a mile a minute, when Quinn realizes he’d definitely met her earlier that summer. 

Her and her friends were going to the game but if the boys wanted to hang out after they’d be having a small party at their place and they were more than welcome to come. Quinn gives Josh a little nod when the taller boy checks with him for plans and Josh smiles at the girl he’d been talking about for weeks now. 

Quinn looks around the crowd of maize and blue, looking for the friends she’d mentioned, and his eyes freeze on one in particular. You’re so familiar in that moment and suddenly you’re the prettiest girl he sees there. It was the same feeling as the rink, the airport, and now here in Ann Arbor. What were the chances that he’d ran into you this many times but never talked to you? 

He sees you and your friend watching in their direction and he catches your eye. You blush and bite your lip, making him smile right away. That had to be the cutest thing he’d seen in a long time. He forgets that Abby has mentioned her friends and he’s about to walk over and talk to you when Josh grabs his arm. 

“Come on, we have to go this way to get to the field,” Josh says, nodding in the opposite direction of the girls. 

Quinn is about to argue, but sighs instead, “yeah, okay. Did you say we’re seeing them again later?”

+1 Your friends set you up/late August/post football game

“You wouldn’t stop staring at him. Don’t even try and lie about it now!” Hannah accuses, pointing her finger at you. 

You feel like you’re dying of embarrassment and Abby can’t stand up straight because of how hard she’s laughing over the situation. You were being bullied by your best friends and none of you could contain your laughter over it all. There were more than a few people watching the scene as you made your way around the field, trying to find which section your tickets were for. 

“Stop, I don’t even know him!” You say, though it’s only a partial lie. 

Abby snorts a little and carefully wipes a tear away from the corner of her eye, “holy shit, my stomach hurts from laughing so hard. Yeah, Quinn is awkward as hell but I think you two would be amazing so you’re definitely meeting him tonight.”

She’s quick to pull out her phone and text Josh, already making a plan with him to get you and Quinn cornered in the same area. You can’t fight her on this. Once Abby set her mind to something it was going to happen so you were just along for the ride at this point. 

The football game goes by too fast considering it was the last first game of the season you’d ever get as an undergrad, but the three of you are in such good moods that you hardly have time to be sad about it. 

You leave the game a few minutes early to try and beat some of the crowds as you head back for the house you all shared. You almost forget the boys are coming over as you head to the kitchen and grab a drink. You figured you had a little while before they’d show anyways. 

Popping the top of your can, you take a big drink and sigh. You hear Abby’s little giggle behind you and you whip around confused. You’re suddenly face to face with Quinn and you immediately blush in embarrassment. 

“Uh, hi,” you stutter, giving him a little smile even though you wish the ground would open up and swallow you whole. 

“Hi,” he says, and you know immediately that he was the one you’d almost run into so many times that summer. 

His smile is just as nervous as yours and you get why Abby had called him awkward before. He fidgets with his hands as he stands in front of you but it’s endearing somehow. He’s not overly cocky or trying to impress you somehow and yet you’re completely on board with getting to know him. 

He’s a stranger, technically, but he feels so familiar that you laugh a little. Quinn’s eyebrows furrow over the noise but he doesn’t actually ask. 

“Sorry, it’s just… did you want a drink or something?” you offer, trying to keep yourself from getting giddy over having him in front of you after all the months of fate making sure you dodged each other. 

His smile gets bigger then and he seems to relax, “yeah, that sounds good. Maybe I could steal you too and get to know you? If you want anyways.”

You nod, not hiding your smile anymore, “I think I’d really like that. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

[slafkovskys]

too busy being yours / a. turcotte

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my masterlist!

title from do i wanna know? by the arctic monkeys

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-

when the brown-haired, brown-eyed boy stumbled up the stairs onto your front porch, you couldn’t help but giggle. you were leaning against the wall outside your dad’s office as he wheeled in his first piece of luggage. your mom walked towards him with her arms outstretched and wrapped him in a hug, “how are you alex? was your flight good?”

he chuckles as he pulls back, stepping aside to let your dad in with his equipment. “i’m good. the flight was good. thank you for having me, mrs. hughes. it means a lot.”

she shushes him, rubbing her hands up his arms in the motherly way she always did even if it wasn’t one of her own children. “nonsense. we’re happy to have you, alex. you don’t have to call me mrs. hughes, it’s too formal. you can call me ellen.”

“okay, mrs- ellen,” he’s quick to correct himself at the sharp look she gives him.

“you can’t help, or are you too pretty?” jack interrupts your mother before she can speak again. he glares at you as he passes through the door.

“i’m too pretty,” you pout jokingly. alex, as though he hadn’t realized you were there, turns his head and looks at you with wide eyes. you hold up your hands and wiggle your fingers, “plus i just got my nails done jacky and, as you know, they weren’t cheap.”

your older brother rolls his eyes as he moves over to the stairs to set down alex’s duffel bag. your mother gives you a look before gesturing you forward, “this is y/n, the baby of the family even though she’s not the youngest.”

“the baby, the light of my parents’ life, just a few words commonly used to describe me,” you grin, holding out your hand for the boy to shake. almost tentatively, he does so.

“you forgot pain in the ass,” jack mumbles and your mother is quick to scold him. he flushes and apologizes, but you know that he didn’t fully mean it.

“are you hungry?” she changes the subject, turning to look at the house’s newest resident who nods. she grins before clapping her hands, “great! y/n can show you around while i make you something to eat. you don’t mind do you, y/n? perfect!”

she didn’t even give you time to answer before she turns around and walks towards the kitchen. jack follows quickly after her, “what about me? can you make me some lunch? mom?”

you chuckle at your brother’s antics before looking back at alex. “you don’t have to look so scared. i promise that i’m not gonna bite your head off or anything.”

he chuckles before scratching the back of his neck, “good to know?”

“c’mon alex. let’s go on a field trip,” you announce as you push off the wall. you point towards your dad’s office, “that’s the office. it really just holds all of the boys’ memorabilia, like they’re awards, pucks, all of that-”

“do you play?” he asks.

“i used to when i was younger, but i just decided it wasn’t for me as i got older. left it for the boys,” you shrug before pointing your finger in the direction of where your mom and brother had gone, “that’s where the family room, kitchen, and dining room are. down there is the basement where we have ping pong, the xbox, and other stuff. that door leads to the garage which is basically just the boys’ practice room. the only time there was a car in there was, like, the first day that we moved and we were unpacking stuff.”

he chuckles and follows you as you move towards the stairs, “mom and dad’s room is down here too, so we get the entire upstairs to ourselves which is pretty cool. i think that they regret it because when we argue, it can get pretty loud and they just hear us stomping around on top of their heads.”

“do you argue a lot?” he questions, following you up to the second floor where all of your rooms were.

you shrug, “i mean, we’re siblings. it’s more playful than anything. i’ll call jack a bitch, but i mean it in a loving way.”

“what about me?” you hear jack shout from downstairs.

“i was just telling him which room was yours!” you shout back, looking at alex threateningly. he holds his hands up in surrender, but the dimpled grin on his face tells you he wasn’t the least bit threatened by you. “speaking of rooms, luke’s is at the end of the hall. jack’s is there, mine is right here, and you get quinn’s old room beside mine.”

“lucky me,” he teases and you have to turn your head so he doesn’t see you flush.

you push open the door to his room and gesture him inside. “we didn’t unpack your stuff, but if you don’t see something, i think dad put some boxes in the closet too.”

“thanks,” he nods, moving past you into his new bedroom. he looks around, shoving his hands in his pockets. “does your mom care if i hang some things up, like pictures or posters?”

you shake your head, “it’s your room dude. do whatever you want with it, just don’t punch holes in the walls. that was quinn’s only rule.”

“i won’t,” he assures, taking a seat on the bed.

you sigh, “well, i’ll leave you to unpack your stuff. let me know if you need anything.”

“thank you,” he says as you turn which causes you to look back at him with a raised eyebrow, “y’know, for the tour.”

“anytime,” you wink, grabbing the knob of his door and pulling it behind you. you leave a crack before moving into your room next door. you shut your door fully behind you and press your back against it as bite your lip, “anytime.”

-

it was kind of strange how quickly alex had become part of your life, part of your routine. having him there was just natural. normal.

the first year flew by and when he came back for his second and final year in the program, the two of you were practically inseparable. you were never able to see him as another one of your brothers, but as more of a best friend.

you basically had an open-door policy for alex (something your brother’s had yet to obtain so they just barged in as they pleased) which never made it weird when he wound up in your room, either splayed across your bed or in the chair in front of your desk. currently, he had taken up residence at the latter as you tightened the string on your top.

you move to stand in front of your mirror, giving yourself a once over, “how do i look, al?”

“fine,” he says, sparing you a glance before looking back down at his phone. you groan and grab a boot before launching it towards him, “what the hell?”

“i don’t want to just look ‘fine’ alex,” you sigh, resting your hands on your hips, “i want to look mature. i want to be drop-dead gorgeous.”

“first of all you’re sixteen,” he holds up a finger, “and secondly, if i called you drop-dead gorgeous, your brother would probably break my leg.”

you flush, turning away from the mirror. you grab your sneakers before nodding towards your door, “let’s go down. avery’s gonna be here for me soon.”

“who’s all gonna be at this party that you’ve been so quiet about?” alex asks.

“her boyfriend probably,” jack teases, not looking up at you as you move into the family room.

“shut up,” you roll your eyes. you look at alex and he stiffens at the mention of the word ‘boyfriend.’ you shook your head as you sit down on a barstool to put on your shoes. “some friends from school. some u17s, nothing new.”

“you need to watch out for the- oh, no ma’am,” jack finally looks up. his eyes rake over your outfit and he pauses on the sliver of your abdomen exposed by the gap between your jeans and shirt. “not today, not ever. go change.”

“no,” you’re quick to respond, looking at him annoyed. “i’m wearing this.”

“no you’re not,” jack says, standing up. he points upstairs, “put on a shirt. an actual one.”

“jack-” you don’t have time to argue before your dad comes through the garage.

“dad, tell y/n that she needs to change!”

“where is she going?” he asks, looking at you. unlike jack, he didn’t make a face at your outfit. you were used to walking around in cutoff shirts or hoodies, so it was nothing new to see a bit of your stomach.

“a party,” jack states, and just for the extra nail in the coffin, he smirks, “with the u17s.”

“no, yeah you definitely need to change. sorry princess,” he walks over to press a kiss to your head before going back towards his room. you hear the door shut and you turn to glare at your brother.

“you-” you feel your phone buzz in your back pocket so you pull it out to check. it was avery and she was outside. it was then that you were thankful for how punctual she was. you smirk, looking back at the two boys. “actually, i don’t have time. my ride’s outside. don’t wait up.”

you take off towards the front door. you hear jack shouting after you as you tear through the front yard and open the backdoor of avery’s car. both avery and lily (who was in the passenger seat) look at you concerned, but you shook your head, “drive.”

she listens, pulling away from your house before jack could catch up. she barely makes it out of your neighborhood before your phone lights up. it was a text from alex.

alex t

for the record, you did look drop dead gorgeous, he’s just being an ass

have fun and don’t do anything i wouldn’t do ;)

you don’t even realize you’re grinning until avery calls you out on it, “who are you texting? you’re grinning so hard it looks like it hurts.”

“nobody,” you try and lie, but your voice crack gives you away. both girls giggle and pester you some more, “fine, fine. it was brett. happy?”

“no it wasn’t,” lily shakes her head, but the conversation is thankfully dropped.

that night as you danced around with your friends, hung around with brett who you were kind of talking to but he always seemed to forget that, and even during that, your mind was on alex. his smile, his stupid dimples, him.

that was when you realized how fucked you were.

-

it was one thing everyone around you noticed, how close you and alex were. while your family had grown used to it, anyone who didn’t live in the house always made sure to tease you two about it.

“so now that he’s gone,” trevor’s voice drops as jack leaves the room to go and grab his wallet that he’d left upstairs, “you can tell us the truth. are you two like-” he puckers his lips and leans towards patrick who shoved him away.

“trev, i love you man, but not that much,” patrick says and you giggle. alex’s hand squeezes your ankle and you look at him to find him already staring at you. “but seriously,” patrick says, “what is up with you two? and don’t say that you’re just friends because this isn’t friend shit.”

he gestures to where your legs were thrown over alex’s lap and the hand alex kept on your ankle almost protectively. you weren’t daft. you had also noticed how alex had changed when it came to you, you just chose not to bring it up. you were scared that if you did, if you asked if the feelings were mutual and they weren’t, it would scare him off and you weren’t ready to lose this side of alex so you just kept your feelings to yourself.

“we’ve been planning this for weeks, pat. it’s not my fault that it fell on boys night,” alex shrugs, turning to look at the massachusetts native. “i’ll be at the next one.”

“what happened to ftf? what happened to bros before,” he pauses, rethinking his choice of words, “other bro’s sisters? no offense y/n. you’re beautiful.”

“thank you. none taken,” you laugh at him. you press your heel into alex’s thigh which causes him to look at you, “you can go if you want. i can just watch it alone, al. it’s no big deal.”

“no, you wanted to watch this together, so we’re watching it together. i made a commitment to you before i did to them,” he shrugs and you sigh.

trevor huffs before running a hand over his face, “pat, we’ve officially lost him.”

“who did we lose?” jack asks, coming back into the room with his wallet and keys in hand. he looks at alex, not even paying attention to where his friend’s hand rested because he was so used to it, “you sure you don’t want to come man? i’m positive it’ll be more fun than watching hocus pocus and eating mac and cheese.”

“i’m good,” he replies to your brother who rolls his eyes.

“can you just go already? you’re killing my halloween vibe,” you whine. the four boys laugh before jack walks forward and places a kiss on top of your head, “love you jacky. be safe.”

“love you too princess,” he says, moving over to alex. he tries to hug him, but alex shoves him away. jack puts on a show, a pout on his lips as he whines, “but i love you turcs.”

“i love you too jack, but i’m not your sister,” alex kicks jack in the leg when he tries to lean on again. you pull your legs back when alex stands up as they start to tussle around.

trevor and pat are in the background watching, waiting for jack to finish because he was the driver. it lasts for only a minute before they separate and fix their clothes. alex sits back down and pulls your feet back into his lap immediately, draping his arm over them to weigh them down.

the three head towards the door, but trevor hangs back to say one final thing, “goodbye lovebirds.”

both of your faces flame as trevor walks out of the door cackling. you sink into the couch, hoping it would swallow you whole as alex turns to you, “i’m sorry about him. i keep telling him-”

“don’t worry about it,” you shake your head. you look at the time on your phone before sitting up, “do you wanna do a face mask? you wanna do a face mask.”

as he always did, he goes willingly when you drag him off the couch. though you didn’t need to pull him all the way up the stairs by his wrist, you did. you craved that physical contact with him. you wanted to hold onto him so he wouldn’t slip away, not like he would.

you lead him into your bathroom which was connected to your bedroom. when you first moved in, you discovered that there was only one bedroom that had an attached bathroom so you were quick to claim it. you’d had to share with the boys before and it was an experience that you didn’t wish to have again.

“can i do the purple sparkly one that you had on last week?” he asks as he hops on the counter in the empty space beside the sink. you look at him with a raised eyebrow. “what?”

“you noticed that?” you bend down and open the cabinet, grabbing the jar.

“i notice a lot of things you do,” he mumbles, probably thinking that you wouldn’t hear him but you did. that was one thing about alex, he was terrible at whispering.

you take a deep breath before standing, grabbing a headband for yourself and a scrunchie for him. you move to stand between his legs, “we need to pull your hair back so it doesn’t get stuff in it.”

you run your hands through the front of his hair, gathering it in a tiny bundle before tying the scrunchie around it. he had closed his eyes and you giggle, pulling out your phone. he peeks open an eye, “what are you doing?”

“i’m taking a picture al. smile,” you demand. he does so, giving you his real smile and not his normal one. you smile at the picture, “you’re cute.”

“let me see,” he says, leaning forward to look at your phone. he looks at the picture and shakes his head, pressing the ‘x’ in the top left corner. “you’re deleting that.”

“well, i already saved it so,” you shrug, turning off your phone and placing it on the counter. you twist open the jar and scoop some onto your fingers, “hold.”

he takes the jar from your hand with a chuckle, “yes ma’am.”

he lets you apply the mask, not talking or moving too much because this wasn’t the first time he’d done this with you. unlike your brothers, he was more than willing to do face masks or let you do his eyebrows. he probably would never admit it, but deep down you knew he liked it.

“let me do you,” he says, tightening his legs around you as you finish and try to move to the side. “please?”

“okay, but you have to do a thin layer or else it will take forever to dry,” you say and he shakes his head. “sorry, i’m sorry.”

his fingers are gentle as he rubs across your face, applying the mask evenly. he tucks your hair into your headband when it keeps falling out. “don’t want that to get stuck,” he would say to himself.

he smiles when he’s finished. you move your head to the side to look in the mirror, giving him a nod of approval. he hops off the counter as you move to stand in front of the sink.

“i have a question,” alex announces as you wash your hands. “a hypothetical question.”

“well i have a hypothetical answer to your hypothetical question,” you send him a smile through the mirror as you shut the water off and grab a towel. “what’s up al?”

“hypothetically, if i were to ask you out on a date, what would you say?” the look in his eyes tells you that he was nervous, fearful even of what you might say.

“hypothetically, i would say yes,” you turn to face him, playing with sleeves of the grey, wisconsin long sleeve that belonged to him, but was currently on your body. “but if you don’t ask me, i can’t say yes.”

“okay, that’s good,” he whispers to himself, moving in front of the sink after you. he didn’t ask after or when you walked back downstairs. he didn’t ask as you started your october first tradition (which he’d only been a part of since last year) of making mac and cheese and watching hocus pocus. he didn’t ask as you washed off your face masks. he didn’t ask as you got closer on the couch and ended up pressed into his side with his hand under your shirt.

it wasn’t until later that night when you were tucked under your comforter ready to slip into unconsciousness that alex walked through your door. he perched himself on the edge of your bed and leaned over you. “hypothetically,” he grins at your giggle, “would you let me steal you away this weekend?”

“i would,” you raise your hand to thumb at his cheek. he leans into your hand and you smile sleepily, “can we stop being hypothetical now?”