jonathan drouin | montreal canadiens

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Sorry it took so long! I've been insanely busy.

I've always loved watching Jonathan play, ever since we became friends I'd gone to as many of his games as I possibly could. When he made it to the NHL, it got harder because his games were all over the place. That's why I'd only ever been to a handful of his games.

You could say I was ecstatic when he became a Canadien, because that meant he would be playing a lot of games in Canada and I could go to so many more. The problem was, I didn't know if he'd want me there.

"What do you mean, 'If you want me there'? Of course I want you there, Y/n. I love when you come to my games. Why wouldn't I want you there?" "I don't know, It's just that I haven't been to very many games and I figured you'd want me to just keep it that way. I thought maybe you liked it better when I'm not there."

"Oh, Y/n, no. I love it when you come to my games. I feel weird admitting it, but I think you're my lucky charm. I feel like I play better when you're there." "Well in that case, I'll go to as many games as I can." "Thank you." He pulled me into a big hug. "Well, I better get going. Make sure you wear my jersey and sit with the WAGs so I know where you are."

The thing is, the relationship between Jonathan and I had always been strictly platonic, but recently, I've been feeling more for him. I'm too afraid to tell him in case I ruin our friendship.

I got ready and left for the game. I made my way to where Jonathan told me the WAGs sit. I sat down and they immediately started talking to me. "Oh, are you Jonathan's girlfriend?" "No, we're just friends. He asked me to sit here so he'd know where I was." "Oh. Well his teammates say that he talks about you a lot." "Oh..."

The game starts and it goes amazing for the Canadiens AND Jonathan. One of the WAGs leads me down to the tunnel so I could meet Jonathan and congratulate them. He walks out and I swear his eyes light up when he sees me. "Hey, that was a great game." "Thank you." "Just a question, why did you have me sit with the WAGs? Because everyone thought I was your girlfriend." "What? You don't want to be my girlfriend?" "No, it's just- What?! I-I do? I do, I'm just confused on what that was and why you had to..." "Just kiss me."

He pulls me into a passionate kiss, and I can hear some of the WAGs cheering. "I like you,
Y/n."
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