All Chapters of The Ice King And His Hockey Boy Toy : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

NOAH'S POVThe noise inside the Kensington arena was loud. The stadium lights were glaring, thousands of fans were screaming and waving the flags for Kensington, while the small section of Northcott supporters were struggling to blow their whistles, as usual. It was the mid-season exhibition match, the biggest game of the year, and the energy in the air was buzzing.I was standing at the center circle, bouncing slightly on my skates, and adjusting my gloves, my blood pumping fast with excitement.I couldn't wait for this. After the mess at the restaurant, I was dying to face Calix on the ice. Because on the ice, everything was simple… it was always just him and me, colliding into each other with everything we had. I wanted to feel his strength against mine… mostly the heat of his body to get me reeled up as always. Calix was my energy boost for real. I'm talking both on and off the ice. Across the center line, Calix was standing in his Northcott jersey, his hockey stick resting lo

NOAH'S POV The noise inside the penthouse was loud and annoying. The music was pounding through the floor, making the ice cubes in my glass shake. Everyone around me was laughing, drinking, and celebrating our big win against Northcott. I stood by the bar, leaning back against the edge, swirling a double shot of scotch in my glass. I didn't feel like celebrating. The win still felt very fake to me, and the whole night equally felt like a waste of my time. I should be at home right now, scrolling through pictures of Calix and daydreaming about him. Ariana was standing right next to me, her arm linked tightly with mine. She was wearing a sparkling silver dress, giggling loudly as she talked to a small group of her rich friends. “Oh, of course, the wedding is going to be massive,” She boasted, holding up her hand so the bright lights hit her engagement ring. “We’re thinking of booking the private island in June. Noah’s father already spoke to the mayor about the security.”

NOAH'S POVThe morning sun was too bright, and it was burning my eyes as I was walking through the doors of the Kensington athletic complex.I hadn't slept a single second. I had stayed in my car outside the penthouse for hours, staring at the wet pavement where Calix had disappeared into the dark. His last words kept ringing inside my head over and over again… ‘I hate you! Do you hear me? I fucking hate you! I wish I had never met you! I wish you were dead!’ My head was pounding, but the realization in my gut was ten times worse. I had spent weeks thinking I was the one holding all the cards, controlling Calix with that gorgeous photo of him. But the whole time, Tobias had been standing in the shadows with an even bigger knife, carving Calix to pieces right under my nose.As I walked down the hallway toward the team lounge, I saw three freshman players huddled together over a phone, snickering loudly.“Look at this,” One of them laughed. “The great Northcott captain, serving champ

NOAH'S POV I was sitting in my sports car outside the Kensington athletic facility now, staring at my reflection in the rearview mirror. The small cut on my upper lip was swollen where Calix's fist had punched me, but the pain wasn't bothering me at the least. What was bothering me was the disgust I felt when I looked at myself. Why couldn't I just stop treating Calix like this? I loved him. I was completely and hopelessly in love with Calix Sinclair. 'So why do I act like a monster every single time I stand in front of him?' Earlier today, Ariana had asked me to come along with her to Northcott because she had some quick business to handle with a staff member. She hadn't gone into details, and I hadn't bothered to ask because my thoughts were filled with thoughts of Calix. I was just excited at the small chance of seeing his face on his school campus. I was hoping I could somehow catch a glimpse of him, maybe find a way to talk to him privately, or figure out how to

NOAH'S POV Tobias stared at me, his hand resting frozen against his jacket pocket. “What are you doing here, Noah?” He asked, trying to sound unfazed, but his eyebrows were already pulled tight together. “Did you follow me?” Ignoring his stupid-ass question, I moved right past him, and stepped in front of Calix. Calix was standing near the bench, his shoulders shaking, already so worn out from days of carrying a burden he never deserved. My stomach turned with guilt, but I forced my face to stay calm as I took Calix’s right hand in mine, and laced my fingers through his. His skin was freezing, and he jerked back immediately and pushed me away before I even had a moment to feel him and make him warm. “Don't touch me,” He spat, staring at me with disgust. “Get away from me, Noah.” I didn't let the sting in my chest stop me. I stepped closer to him again, and gently caught his trembling wrist, pulling his hand right back into mine. I gripped it tighter this time, refusin