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FUCKING DRAMATIC

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JEREMY’S P.O.V

I went cold, colder than the ice-cold drink I had been happily sipping only seconds earlier.

Every single drop of warmth evaporated from my veins. The worst part wasn’t even the venom in Rory’s voice. It was the silence from the driver’s seat. It was the fact that Axel didn’t immediately tell him to shut the fuck up.

I snapped my gaze upwards, and Axel caught my eyes in the rear-view mirror. I waited. I practically begged him with my eyes to say something, to defend me, to be the
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  • PUCKING CAPTAIN NIKO    NOT SORRY ABOUT THE KISS BITCH CAPTAIN

    JEREMY'S P.O.VCoach clapped his hands together, barking orders to divide us into two teams for scrimmages. Of course, the universe hated me today, because Niko and I ended up on the exact same line.Which made avoiding him significantly harder.Hockey requires constant communication. Passing. Trusting the person skating right beside you. All of those things suddenly felt impossible whenever Niko was involved. Still, I forced the panic down and did my best.Actually, I performed really fucking well. The few sips of sugar I’d managed to get from the vanilla milkshake before Rory ruined it gave me a burst of pure energy, allowing me to drive hard through the first few drills.But then Coach blew the whistle and swapped the lines.Niko became my opponent. And somehow, that was a million times worse.The drill immediately grew aggressive. We were practising defence, constantly moving, blocking, shoving, and fighting like hell for control of the puck. I tried with everything in me to keep

  • PUCKING CAPTAIN NIKO    FUCKING DRAMATIC

    JEREMY’S P.O.VI went cold, colder than the ice-cold drink I had been happily sipping only seconds earlier.Every single drop of warmth evaporated from my veins. The worst part wasn’t even the venom in Rory’s voice. It was the silence from the driver’s seat. It was the fact that Axel didn’t immediately tell him to shut the fuck up.I snapped my gaze upwards, and Axel caught my eyes in the rear-view mirror. I waited. I practically begged him with my eyes to say something, to defend me, to be the person he claimed to be when we were alone. Maybe he hadn’t heard it? No, he heard it loud and clear. Instead, Axel had this tiny, smug look on his face. He tried his best to hide it, but his expression gave him away, and I caught it just in time. It was the exact face you see when you realise someone doesn’t actually care about you.“Rory’s just messing around, Jer,” Axel finally said, his voice casual, dismissive. “He doesn’t mean it. Right, Rory?”Rory didn’t bother looking apologetic. “Is h

  • PUCKING CAPTAIN NIKO    HORRENDOUS SIZE

    JEREMY’S P.O.VNIKO: Jer, it’s been three days... you’re gonna keep ignoring me forever? I know you’re seeing this.It didn't read like a plea anymore. It felt like a threat. Like, at any given second, Niko was going to pop out of nowhere and force me into the one conversation I was desperately running from.Why couldn’t he just let it go?It happened. It was in the past. And as far as I was concerned, that’s exactly where it needed to stay—buried, forgotten, and left to rot. He needed to move on, just like I was trying to do. Except I couldn’t deny the truth forever.Bzzzz.Another text. For the last three days, my inbox had become a pathetic, one-sided monument to my cowardice. If anyone else saw it, they’d think I was a celebrity who had no intention of responding to a desperate, lonely fan.NIKO: Hi.NIKO: Jer?NIKO: Can we talk?NIKO: Please?NIKO: I know you’re ignoring me.NIKO: We can’t keep doing this.NIKO: You can’t keep avoiding me forever.The last one had rolled in barel

  • PUCKING CAPTAIN NIKO    REPLAY

    JEREMY’S P.O.V.This was a mistake.The words spilled out of my mouth before my brain could even process them.“No. Jeremy, no, it wasn’t. You felt that, didn’t you?”“No.” I shook my head, already backing away from him. “I’m sorry. This… I have to go.”Then, I bolted.I burst out of the locker room, not even bothering to get my bag. My heart was hammering so violently against my ribs that it hurt, coupled painfully with the rush of cold air hitting my face as I pushed through the doors and onto the ice. I ran away as fast as my trembling legs could carry me.Behind me, the locker-room door swung open. But by then, I was already gone.I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. I just kept moving, driven by a blind, rising panic. Out of the arena. Away from the rink. Away from Niko. Away from whatever the fuck had just happened.Before I even realised what I was doing, my hand flew up to my mouth. I froze, my boots skidding slightly on the surface.My fingertips brushed against my lips.I yanked my ha

  • PUCKING CAPTAIN NIKO    A SECRET

    NIKO’S P.O.VI leaned back in the driver’s seat, the phone resting heavily in my lap. I wanted to type more, my thumbs twitching over the screen, but the paralysing fear of making things worse stopped me cold. I didn’t want to push him. I didn’t want to trigger whatever panic had made him look at me like that, then bolt in the first place. But pretending I was perfectly fine? That was a goddamn lie.I picked up the phone, cleared the blinking cursor, and deleted the long, pathetic paragraphs I'd written, even after asking if we could talk. I deleted it all, then forced my fingers to type something simple.NIKO: Jer, are you okay?Before my brain could talk me out of it, I hit send. The text vanished into the cellular ether, immediately marked as delivered. My stomach dropped so fast it made me dizzy.“Great,” I muttered to the empty car.A desperate shred of hope flared up in my chest that maybe, just maybe, his name would change to typing... But who the fuck was I kidding? I knew Jer

  • PUCKING CAPTAIN NIKO    IT MEANT EVERYTHING

    NIKO’S P.O.VI’d done something wrong, and I knew it.After spending several wasteful hours with the guys in the bar, then a few hours in the gym, running on the treadmill—which, by the way, was a dumb thing to do after drinking stupidly—I had finally made it home.I needed to be alone. I couldn’t stand the noise around me, which was nothing compared to the noise in my fucking head.I stumbled in, tossing my bag on the floor, then immediately went feral on my clothes, ripping them off until I had stripped down to nothing but my underwear.I needed a hot shower, even though I had taken one barely hours ago.I shut my eyes, sighing hard while the scorching drops of water poured over my skin.I leaned my forehead against the cool tile, letting the scorching water punish my skin, trying to drown out the noise. But the noise wasn’t in the bathroom. It was trapped under my skull, a relentless, looping playback of the exact moment my entire world shifted.Jeremy.Just thinking his name made

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