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goalcaufield · 4 years

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break my heart - trevor zegras based off of break your heart by taio cruz (thank you @fratboyvivimatthews :)) WHO BY THE WAY. IS A TZ GIRL NOW. this fic turns people. word count: 4713

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“so, we’re getting serious, aren’t we?” you break the silence of the car ride with your voice just barely above a whisper, and this causes trevor to look over at you with his eyebrows furrowed.

“what’s getting serious?” he chuckles nervously, and now it’s your turn to furrow your eyebrows.

you gesture your finger between the two of you. “us.”

“there’s barely an ‘us.’”

“trev, you’re driving me home from spending the day with your family. on a holiday. you can’t tell me there isn’t any-”

“i told you i was only going to break your heart, y/n.” trevor says, arms crossed over his chest, his eyes looking over at you while you’re staring straight forward. you shake your head slightly, and you can’t help the scoff that leaves your lips.

“but you didn’t,” you mumble, finally turning to look at trevor. “trevor, you tried to break my heart, but you couldn’t let yourself do it. you wanna know why?”

trevor’s eyebrows furrow, “why?”

“because you love me. that’s why you couldn’t break my heart. because even after you told not only me, but yourself and your friends, that you wouldn’t fall for me you still did. that you didn’t want anything serious or long term, but we’re still here, we’re still sitting in your car at one in the morning, and you’re trying to act like all of this meant nothing to you. you love me, trevor zegras. don’t try to deny it.”

you watch as trevor rolls his eyes. you’d be lying if you said it didn’t hurt even just a little bit, because it did, but he was trying to keep this tough guy act up for all too long. “this meant nothing to me y/n and i don’t see why you can’t get that through your head.”

“and now you’re just trying to convince yourself that!” you laugh, letting your body fall back into the passenger’s seat. “trevor zegras, i know you’re in love with me. your plan failed, you fell for me, and there’s no deny-”

trevor cuts you off by pressing his lips to yours, wasting no time as his hand goes up to press against your cheek. this only confirms your suspicions and what you had been saying: trevor zegras was in love with you, but he was too stubborn to admit it.

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“y/n, how can you not notice that? he’s been checking you out all night!” mack yells over the music, her eyes trained on the bu forward that was standing a little ways behind you.

“i highly doubt that,” you say, but you look over your shoulder and sure enough the brunette boy is staring straight at you while he says something to who you assume is one of his buddies. when he catches your gaze he smirks and you quickly turn back to your group of friends. “okay, so maybe you’re right.”

“go make your move!” lauren yells, hands going to your shoulders to push you away from all of them. “go get yourself a hockey boy, y/n!”

you’re a laughing mess as you turn to walk towards the boy. maybe it’s the alcohol or maybe it’s just the fact you couldn’t believe you were actually about to do this. but nonetheless you still find yourself standing in front of the boy. there’s a smirk plastered across his face while he turns to say an, “excuse us.” to his friends. “hey.”

“hey to you too,” you say, arms crossed over your chest. “couldn’t help but notice you’ve got a pair of lingering eyes yourself, huh?”

his tongue darts out to wet his lips, his eyes glancing over your shoulder, then his gaze meets yours. “well what can i say?”

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friday or saturday night parties were a thing. you and trevor always found yourselves at one, and for the most part you were glued to each other’s sides. but when you weren’t? oh, boy.

“y/n, isn’t that trevor?” stella asks, her eyes fixated over your shoulder and staring into the living room behind you.

“what? probably,” you say and turn around to see what she was referring to. because it wasn’t like seeing trevor was something out of the ordinary.

your eyes land on trevor sitting on the couch, but he wasn’t alone. there was a girl sitting on his lap while he was leaning back against the cushions, his elbows resting on top of the couch. you can feel the tug on your heart strings, but you know you don’t even have the right to be all that upset. you weren’t even official, just someone for him to turn to when he needed it.

on the other side of the room, trevor chuckles nervously as the brunette kisses against his neck. “blair, what are you doing?”

“giving us both what we want, duh,” she smiles, smiling sickeningly sweet at him as her fingers trail from around his neck down his chest. “you’re telling me this isn’t what you wanted, z?”

“no, it’s not,” trevor laughs. “i’m kinda taken, blair. it’s a bit of a complicated situation.”

mack places her hand on your arm and you turn back to face them. “are you okay?”

“yeah, i’m alright,” you clear your throat and push mack’s hand off of you. “we’re not official, i know that. i can’t get upset.”

maddie scoffs and places her solo cup on the counter next to her. “y/n m/n, do you hear yourself right now? you’re settling for second place. you’ve never done that before in your life. not when we were five years old and sure as hell not when we’re eighteen. if you’re even just talking, he should only be talking to you.”

“and not to mention he got pissed when you and alex talked - or alex even looked in your general direction.” stella adds on, and you can’t help but to let out a defeated sigh. because both of them are right. trevor had a tendency to get jealous when it came to his friends and you, and to him he was allowed to do anything he pleased. but on your part? you better think twice and then some.

“go over to him - or better yet, go find one of his teammates,” your best friend says. “you look incredible, half of those boys can barely keep their eyes off you. go use it.” maddie pushes you towards the living room where plenty of boston’s hockey team was lingering.

“but first, refill!” mack drunkenly giggles and pours the mixture that was sitting in a pitcher into your cup. you thank her, take a quick sip, before you’re off on your mission.

you head into the living room and spot alex vlasic - one of the boys on the team you were closest to besides trevor. alex was your over protective big brother and he was willing to do anything for you. so you knew he would be on board.

“hey lex!” you grin, sitting on the arm rest next to him. alex smiles as he takes his cup away from his lips.

“hey y/n/n, what’s up?” he smiles goofily up at you, hand going out to take your cup of alcohol and he takes a sip. “you see what zegras has been up?” he gestures your cup over to where trevor and the girl are sitting and you roll your eyes.

“that’s actually what i wanted to talk to you about. you up for a little game?” you grab your cup back from alex and watch as his eyes light up. “that’s what i thought.” you grin. “basically we’re just gonna mess with trevor. get in his head, you know?”

“sounds like a plan to me,” alex mumbles, one of his arms going up to wrap around your waist. he pulls you down onto his lap and you feel a smirk growing on your face.

“this works too,” you mumble back. you let yourself get comfortable and alex places his hand on your lower back. “hey case! take a photo of us!”

you toss your phone to the defenseman that’s standing almost in front of you and alex. “would you look at you two,” case winks, obviously knowing what was going on. it was no secret on the university’s team the relationship you and trevor had - or lack thereof.

you turn your face, wrap your arms around alex’s and press a kiss to his cheek. you can see the flash through your closed eyelids, and when you pull away alex is grinning as he turns to face you. “promise you wont get mad at me?”

“why would i be mad?” you giggle, fingers playing with the ends of his hair that are at your finger tips.

“he’s staring,” alex mumbles. “so i’m gonna kiss you.”

before you have time to react - and even if you did, you wouldn’t, because this was going perfectly - alex leans in and kisses you. case takes a couple more photos and you know he has a shit eating grin on his face. everyone was constantly pissed at trevor for being a douche to you, his own teammates included.

you pull away from alex, a smile on your face. “you know, you’re a good kisser. better than-”

before you can finish your sentence you feel a hand clamp around your wrist and suddenly you’re yanked off alex’s lap. case’s eyes widen and he tosses you your phone quickly while trevor pulls you down a hallway of the house.

“you know, if you’re gonna mess around trev, then so am i.” mistake number one. in an instant, trevor has you pushed up against the wall in the dark hallway, far enough you can barely hear the music playing and where no one could see you if they were looking.

“and you should know by now that i don’t like to share what’s mine babe,”

your arms wrap around his neck, bringing him down just far enough where your lips barely graze over his ear. “and you think that i like to baby?” trevor lets out a moan and you know you’ve got him right where you want him: in the palm of your hand.

“fuck,” he mumbles, eyes trailing down your body before he presses his knee right between your thighs. “don’t act like you think it went unnoticed.”

“oh really?” your breathing starts to get hard, but you manage to stand your ground. there’s no way you would falter in front of him, and you shoot back,“because it seems like you don’t seem to care very much trev. as long as you mess around with girls trev, i’ll do the same right back.” even though he’s kissing up and down your neck, you still manage to keep your composure.

“do you wanna go back to my dorm room?” trevor breathes out as he nips at your neck. he eventually pulls away to see your reaction and the look in your eyes says it all. “great, lets go.”

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tz: you up?

y/n/n: trev it’s one in the morning.

tz: desperate times call for desperate measures

y/n/n: so now you’re with me cause you’re desperate?

tz: no not at all. just get over here, y/n. i need you Read at 1:04am

tz: y/n/n please, i haven’t even began to tell you how bad the game went

y/n/n: trev you’ve been back in boston since 11:30, why arent you asleep yet?

tz: i couldn’t sleep without you. please, my door’s unlocked

y/n/n: i’ll be up in five

you get up from the comfort of your bed, careful not to wake up maddie as you slip on your slippers and one of trevor’s hoodies that you’ve stolen from nights just like this. you grab your bu lanyard with your dorm room key and then you’re off to trevor’s room which is only three floors above you.

you’re impatient as the elevator seems to go up slower than normal, but it’s probably because you know trevor is desperate to see you and you know he needs you in the moment. when the elevator doors finally open you’re off to find room 424. sure enough, trevor’s door is propped open and the light is on. alex isn’t in the room, and god knows where he is, but part of you is thankful.

“trev?” you ask, peeking your head into the room. trevor is laying down on his bed scrolling through his phone, but the moment he hears your voice he’s locking his phone and his arms are open for you to lay in them. “baby,” you laugh, but nonetheless you walk over to his bed and crawl into his arms. immediately trevor holds you to his chest, one hand rubbing up and down your back.

“today was shit,” trevor mumbles pressing his lips to your head. “i just wish i could’ve been with you sooner.”

“well i’m here now, trev,” you mumble right back to him, leaning your head up to press a kiss to the underside of his jaw. he lets out a sigh of content and you relax into his arms, situating so your legs are on either side of his body.

“thank god,” trevor whispers. he lets his hands slip under your sweatshirt to rest on your bare skin. “thank you, y/n/n. thank you for being here.”

you smile against his chest, eyes peeking up to look at him. he’s already looking down at you, a soft smile on his face. “you’re welcome, trev. i’m just happy it could be me.”

some of the bu hockey boys are sitting around cam and logan’s apartment after practice, a long and grueling one at that. cam decides he wants to poke a little at the freshman. “so zegras, what’s up with you and y/n/n?” cam smirks, gaining trevor’s attention, and trevor looks up and rolls his eyes.

“why do you care who i fuck, crotty? last time i checked it shouldn’t be a concern to you.”

“when suddenly your blowing up with points? i gotta know the secret, z. care to share her?” trevor shoots a glare at his captain, whose tongue is darting along his lips. “c’mon, at least show us photos.”

“absolutely not.” trevor grumbles, eyes rolling, and he’s ready to leave the room. ready to go back to you, because if he’s honest that’s where he’d rather be. and putting up this act was getting tougher and tougher every day. but he wouldn’t admit that.

“he’s just got a girl in the stands to impress, not gonna last very long,” logan mumbles, giving trevor a look before he places his play station controller on the coffee table. “i don’t feel like playing anymore.”

“she’s not a bunny,” trevor grumbles, picking up what logan put down. “she’s just there to fill any void.”

cam chuckles, “keep telling yourself that. she’s definitely the type of girl to make you fall harder than you expected. be careful, tz.”

“keep that up, zegras, and i’ll make sure whatever the hell is going on with you two ends.” alex huffs from his spot on the couch. “you know how much she means to me, i swear if you break her heart zegras you won’t stand a chance.”

trevor makes a face and holds both of his hands up in defense. “i told her from the start that i’m only going to end up breaking her heart. she’s the one staying, so it’s all on her. don’t think she’s some perfect little princess, alex. you can’t save her from this.”

“trevor, why don’t we just become a thing?” you practically giggle, arms wrapped around his neck playing with the hair on his neck. trevor chuckles, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. he looks away from you before looking back into your eyes.

“i’m only going to break your heart, y/n/n, you’ve got to understand that. i’m not easy to please. i’m literally going to tear you apart,” his voice is low, which only adds to the butterflies and the rapid beating of your heart.

“then break my heart, trevor,” you whisper, bringing his neck down to kiss him.

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“trev, are you sure we’re allowed up here?” you giggle as trevor pulls your hand up the staircase and to the rooftop of the environmental sciences building.

on top of the building were dozens upon dozens of flower beds growing all the types of flowers you could possibly imagine. a smile graces your face and trevor stops in the middle of the roof, turning to look at you with a grin on his lips as well.

“we’re definitely not,” he laughs, “but i packed us a little picnic for the afternoon. i’m pretty sure as long as we don’t get caught we’ll be able to stay up here for as long as we so wish.”

you breathe out a sigh and wrap your arms around trevor, tilting your head up so you’re looking up at him. “thank you, trev.”

trevor presses a quick kiss to your forehead. “you’re welcome. i know you’ve been stressed over your econ test and i figured i’d try and help you take your mind off things. so until then, no talk about school. you think you can do that for me, sweetheart?”

“i think i can,” you smile up at him. “so, about this picnic? where’s the food?”

trevor rolls his eyes playfully before he’s pulling you over towards a bed of sunflowers. sure enough, there’s a blanket on the concrete and a picnic basket settled in the middle. you smile over at trevor and he gestures for you to sit down, so that’s exactly what you do.

“thank you trev, really,” you say, reaching over and placing your hand on top of his. “it means a lot.”

trevor clears his throat. “anything for you, y/n/n. you know that.”

the two of you begin taking out the contents of the picnic basket, which includes two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches - that trevor was very proud of himself for - strawberries, cut up pineapple, blueberries and two bottles of apple juice.

you giggle, holding up the two bottles. “apple juice, really tz? how old are you again?”

trevor gives you a look, followed by a playful grim smile. “you know i can’t drink on the weekdays. besides, none of the guys were available to run to the store for me. i was planning on getting you a bottle of wine, but that didn’t work out obviously.”

“well it’s the thought that counts,” you grin. “thanks trev. seriously. you didn’t have to go through all of this for me.”

“i know i didn’t have to, but i wanted to.”

you find yourself smiling down at the blanket like an absolute fool. it was crazy the effect trevor had on you; you were absolutely wrapped around his finger. he could have you eating out of the palm of his hand if he really wanted.

a few minutes later, trevor starts playing music from his phone and the two of you sit there eating and talking. him about hockey and how his season has been going, as if you didn’t already know every single detail about it, and how you were both excited in a few weeks to be going home to your families for thanksgiving. you try to ignore the sky slowly turning more gray and staying in the moment with trevor.

“so what are you doing for thanksgiving?” trevor asks and you freeze. “tough subject? i’m sorry, y/n.”

“no, no, you’re fine. my parents are separated, both remarried, and it’s not like i want to go to those, you know? i usually just stay at my aunts, she lives in southeast new york.”

“you know i’m from around there, right?” trevor chuckles. “where does she live?”

“lewisboro, do you know where that is? it’s kinda close to connecticut,” you say, popping a strawberry into your mouth. a smile forms on trevor’s face and you give him a look.

“that’s not even twenty minutes away from me,” he smiles down at the bowl of strawberries. “why don’t you come visit on thanksgiving?”

your cheeks burn, and you’re sure they’ve got to be the exact same color as the strawberries. “you’d want that?”

“i do want that, a lot, y/n/n.”

“i think i can work something out,” you whisper, and the two of you sit listening to the music playing from trevor’s phone.

the song playing ends, and then ‘mercy’ by brett young starts playing. trevor stands up and extends his hand out for you to take. “dance with me.”

“what?” you giggle, placing your hand in his. trevor pulls you up, placing both of his hands on your waist and you wrap yours around his neck. “what are you doing, trevor zegras?”

“dancing with you, what else does it look like?” you let out a content sigh, letting your head fall against trevor’s chest. there’s no place you’d rather be than in his arms. no one else you’d rather be in a super complicated relationship with, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

trevor begins to mumble the lyrics into your ear, but all ends all too quickly when there’s a crack of thunder that causes you to jolt away from him. you look up, and sure enough the sky is dark and rain begins to spit down.

“oh come on, don’t tell me you’re afraid of some water, y/n!” trevor laughs, arms tightening around you and holding you close to his chest.

“i’m not afraid of water, i’m afraid of getting struck by lightning you goof!” nonetheless, trevor keeps a hold on your hand and he twirls you around. slowly the rain starts falling harder, and before you know it you’re nearly drenched. but would you change this moment? of course not.

at one point, you end up with your back pressed up against trevor’s front. his arms are still wrapped around you, and he’s got the two of you swaying back and forth, but your head is tilted up looking at him. “i love you, trevor.”

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y/n/n: you up?

tz: i am, but it’s midnight, why are you awake?

y/n/n: so you should come here.

tz: y/n it’s late

y/n/n: please tz, i need you. Read 12:18 am

you smirk to yourself knowing you’ve got him right where you want him. luckily for you, maddie was staying the night with one of her hookups, which left you in your dorm room all alone. perfect for trevor to come over, and perfect for you to do anything you want.

it’s maybe two minutes before you hear a knocking at your door. of course you know it’s trevor, and as soon as you open the door for him he pushes you up against the wall and kicks the door shut. “someone’s eager,” you breathe against his lips and trevor lets out a soft groan before pressing his lips to yours.

“how could i not be?” he grumbles against your lips, hands trailing down your body until they’re resting on your ass. “you knew what you were doing. i know you did.”

“of course i did,” you pull away from him. “i knew if i played my cards right you’d be here in a matter of seconds, and what happened? exactly that.”

“now don’t get cocky,” trevor’s hands then slide up the sweatshirt you’re wearing and he pulls it over your head, revealing the bralette you had thrown on in hopes your plan wouldn’t fall through. trevor rolls his eyes before his lips are back on yours and he’s hoisting you up to carry you over to your bed.

trevor lays you back down on your mattress and begins kissing down your body. you can’t help the small whimpers that leave your lips, and you can feel him smile against your skin. trevor looks up at your through his eyelashes, and of course that has you groaning all over again.

“trev, please hurry up,” you whine, fingers tangling in his hair. “i didn’t text you this late for nothing.”

trevor hums against you, his fingers curled around the waistband of your sleeping shorts. he presses a kiss to your abdomen before he pulls your shorts down, leaving you completely vulnerable to him.

“trevor, if you don’t do something i swear-” trevor cuts you off when he licks a strip right up your folds, his lips circling around your clit. you moan out, fingers pulling on his hair. “trev.”

he pulls away, fingers rubbing your thighs. “hm, baby?”

you groan, “why did you take that as an invitation to stop? tz, i need you. so bad.”

trevor lets out a moan at the nickname, his head turning into your thigh and nipping at the skin before he goes right back to work. it’s like a flip switched in his brain. he thrusts his tongue into you and you turn your head into your pillow to try and muffle the noises you’re making. however, that doesn’t satisfy trevor and he hums against you. the sounds you let out are borderline pathetic but you know they’re driving trevor absolutely insane.

you try and grind your hips up against trevor’s lips but he’s quick to throw his arm across your stomach to keep your hips pressed down to the mattress. you whine, trying to writhe against him, but trevor pulls away. “if you’re gonna be a brat about it, forget it sweetheart.”

“tz, if you don’t make me cum, you’re gonna sit there while i get myself off,” you grumble, pulling on his hair. trevor only smirks before pushing two fingers into you, his lips latching onto your clit once more. you let out a throaty moan until eventually it feels like you can barely make any more noise.

trevor’s hands move from your stomach to your thighs to hold them apart. your breathing hitches and you let out a whine, trevor’s tongue flicking every nerve to set you on fire. “i know you’re close baby.” he murmurs against you, and of course that smirk on his face only frustrates you even more.

“i’m gonna cum, trev, please,” you pant, eyes screwed shut and fingers pulling harder on the ends of his hair than you previously had. trevor’s hands grip on your thighs tighten and he quickens the pace of his tongue until you’re releasing.

trevor rides you through your high while you’re panting and trying to form some sort of coherent sentence, and once he’s sure you’re finished he presses kisses to your thighs trailing up your stomach and valley of your breasts before he kisses your lips.

“i love you.”

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trevor’s hands wander your body, his hand underneath the fabric of your dress resting on your hip. you’re turned awkwardly in the seat to be able to kiss him, but in the heat of the moment it doesn’t matter. you pull away from trevor. before he can protest you climb over the console and situate yourself on his lap the best that you can, knees resting on either side of his thighs.

“y/n,” trevor grumbles between a groan and a moan as your lips meet his neck. “princess, slow down.”

you feel the all too familiar butterflies in your stomach at the newly found nickname, which takes you off guard so you have no other choice but to pull away. “trev,” you breathe out, hands cupping either side of his face. “please don’t say all of that wasn’t real.”

trevor sighs, leaning his head forward so your foreheads are touching. “it was real. and you’re right; i didn’t want it to be. at first i just wanted to see how far i could take it with you, but that original plan got sidetracked so quick. i’m in love with you, y/n. no matter what i’ve said differently.”

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fratboyvivimatthews · 5 years

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old town roads - ntdp boys

summary: @imtheseventhchicken had this ask and i was told to write it

warnings: @fratboyvesey and i are obsessed with this song so

word count: [2,26five]

“You haven’t said more than two words since we got here,” Jack stated looking down at you to Cole and Alex, “what could be so important on your phone that you’re ignoring your best friends?” Looking up from your phone you gave the three boys a guilty smile.

“Sorry?” You asked closing your phone and putting it on the rolling table, “It’s just I’ve been so bored that I got into looking at Tik Toks.”

The three boys shared a surprised look finding it hard to believe that you of all people had started to look at the videos. “Are they giving you the right meds Y/n/n? Because you don’t seem like yourself,” Cole said taking a seat on the couch next to your bed. You raised your eyebrows challenging him to keep going with his thought.

“I might have just had surgery Caufield, but I can still kick your ass.” All of you burst into laughter before you quickly stopped to cradle your lower right abdomen. The three hockey players faces soon morphed into ones of concern. “I’m okay, I promise it’s just the stitches - hurts to laugh, that’s all.”

Jack’s hand was quick to find your free one and give it a tight squeeze. “I guess that means you can’t hang out with us for awhile huh?” Alex asked wearing a smug smile. “It’s always a good time with us.”

Your e/c eyes rolled before you squeezed Jack’s hand in return. “No Alex, it means I have to stay away from Luke, you guys aren’t that funny.” Jack pulled his hand away from yours looking hurt. Cole and Alex wore the same looks and you scoffed. “You guys can’t be serious right now, I’m kidding. You know I think you’re all hilarious.”

Cole’s mouth opened to snap back at you only the song Old Town Road started to play and your cheeks flushed red: busted. “Well boys looks like we’re only funny if we dress up like cowboys,” Jack announced smirking at his two best friends. “Isn’t that right babe?”

You were quick to hide your face in your hands as Jack passed your phone around so they could see just what you had been watching before they came to visit you. “Stop please,” you begged only their laughs bounced off the fall as you slowly died from embarrassment. “Fine if you’re trying to kill me, just please don’t tell any of the other guys, please.”

All three turned away from the huddle to look at your pouting face. “Sure thing princess, it’ll be our little secret, “Jack repsoned voice as smooth as honey but the look in his eye told you otherwise.

“We promise,” Cole and Alex added in sync the same devious smile resting on their faces.

Just as you were about to fight back one of your nurses came in.”Sorry boys but it’s time to go, Y/n’s has to get some rest.” All four of you started to frown at the news, “Don’t worry you can come back tomorrow.”

They all nodded slowly padding over to you. Cole and Alex both kissed your cheek before exiting the room letting you have a minute alone with Jack. “Here’s your phone back princess,” he started with a smile, “call me when you wake up okay? I’ll bring you dinner.” Humming you leaned into his hug, “I love you Y/n.”

“I love you too J, just please don’t tell any of the guys, especially not Trevor.”

“We won’t, don’t worry babygirl nobody’s gonna find out,” he whispered against your forehead. A quick kiss was pressed against it before he pulled away and walked to the door. “I’ll see you later babe, I love you.” With that Jack disappeared from the room leaving you with your nurse.

She was still smiling looking down at you. “He’s a keeper that one,” Laura started to say as she went to check your stitches. Seeing your confusion she was quick to answer. “He was in the waiting room the whole time with your parents.”

It brought a smile to your face then you remembered who you were dealing with. “Yeah well he’s only a keeper if his hockey team doesn’t find out about the Tik Toks I was watching.” It was Laura’s turn to give you a confused look but thought nothing else of it.

You should’ve known Jack, Alex, and Cole would tell the boys about it, but with pain meds you were on you didn’t, and that was a mistake.

“Mom why aren’t we at home?” You asked noticing the fact you pulled into a too familiar driveway. One that was a block away from your own house. “I’m supposed to go home and rest,” you reminded her trying to get an answer as of why you were at the Hughes’ house and not your own.

Turning her head she smiled over at you, “Ellen wanted to see you, and so did Jack since I wouldn’t let him take you home. Plus I knew you’d wanna rest here with him.” The smug smile told you one story compared to her words. Sighing you didn’t argue and carefully got out of the car only now noticing the cars that belonged to the boys. “The boys wanted to see you too, Jack had them all worried about you Y/n/n,” your mother spoke reading your mind perfectly.

The front door was thrown open revealing the women who wore a warm smile. “Oh Y/n, sweetie it’s so good to see you out of that hospital.” She was quick to wrap you up in a hug, careful not to hurt you in anyway. “I’m so happy everything went okay, Jack was so worried,” she gushed holding you at arms length away to look you over.

“So I’ve heard,” you answered with a wide smile, “well at least we know he isn’t all about hockey.” Ellen laughed at your insight knowing that it was true, that boy was caught up in this own little world, and very few things ran around his head other than hockey. “Speaking of J, where is he. I can’t believed he hasn’t mobbed me yet,” you joked looking around Ellen into the house. The only other Hughes that you saw was Luke.

He smiled at you before pushing past his mother to throw himself at you. “Y/n/n,” he sighed causing to laugh a little, “‘m sorry I couldn’t come see you but hockey, and ‘m happy you’re okay.” You wrapped your arms around the youngest Hughes happy to finally see him again.

“It’s okay Luke I know. Your mom gave me the card and bag of Red Vines you got me,” you explained pulling away to see him smile up at you. “I love you lil dude, you know that right?” He was quick to nod before muttering he loved you too.

“Why don’t we get Y/n inside,” Ellen stated and that’s when you saw her smile. It was teasing like there was something going on, but you didn’t know it yet. “The boys are in the basement waiting for you. Me and M/n are gonna start making lunch.”

You and Luke both nodded showing you agreed with her, before he started leading you down to the basement. The walk was slow, and quiet. Way too quiet, you’d never heard it this quiet when the boys were over before. Normally the house would be full of music, or the sounds of a hockey game playing off the Tv, but nothing. “Luke what’s going on? Why’s the house so quiet, Jack and the boys are never this quiet.” His shoulders shrugged as you slowly made your way down the stairs not wanting to strain your abdomen.

“Where the fuck is the furniture?” You asked looking over at a smirking Luke. “Luke Hughes I know something is going on, so tell me right now what it is.” Again his shoulders only shrugged his shoulders watching you roll your eyes. “This is ridiculous, why the fu-”

Then you heard it, and your face fell. “No,” you whispered frowning, “no, no, no, no. ‘M gonna kill Jack, Cole, and Alex.” Old Town Road had started to play over the speakers of the Hughes basement and you felt your cheeks burn red.

You were waiting for the boys to rush out and make fun of you but it didn’t happen. They were still nowhere to be found. “Yeah, I’m gonna take my horse to the old town road. I’m gonna ride ‘til I can’t no more,” Jack, Alex, and Cole all sang together slowly making their way towards you.

Your eyes went wide as you stared at them in cowboy boots, hats, jeans, and flannel shirts. They all had matching belts to top the outfit all off. “I hate you guys,” you cried through laughter. Soon all the boys relieved themselves dressed to match your three best friends.

“I think you love us Y/n/n,” Alex teased Cole nodding to agree with him.

“Come on babe, you gotta admit this is pretty funny,” Jack added with a million dollar smile, “and I did it all for you.” Those seven words caused your cheeks to flush, and your heart to race feeling as if it was going to jump out of your chest.

“Plus you haven’t even seen the best part!” Cole exclaimed stepping towards you, “Hit it Trev.”

And just like that the song was starting over as Trevor smirked over at you. “I can’t believe you listen to this of all people.” You gave the wannabe frat boy a weak smile, “You’re never, ever gonna live this down Y/n/n, I hope you know that.”

“Hey leave my girl alone,” Jack called arms crossing over his chest. He then turned back to face you and Luke who now had a chair for you to sit in. “Please enjoy the show love.”

Sitting next to Luke you watched as the boys got in formation to do what looked like a line dance to you. As the song continued on Alex dropped on to the ground, and Cole stood over him as if he was riding a horse.

Your laughter could be heard throughout the whole house as you watched the boys try to prove they could dance. And god the smile Jack was giving you the whole time - you were sure you were melting into the chair. His eyes were on you the whole time not caring about anything else.

“Luke make it stop,” you wheezed clutching your abdomen. “Make it stop,” you begged watching as they all tipped their hats off to you and the song came to an end. “Thank god it’s over, you guys cannot dance.”

All of them frowned at you as you stood from your seat. “Well everyone expect for Spencer, you were surprisingly good at that Spence.” The blondes shoulders shrugged as he smiled back at you.

“Hey I’m the boyfriend, I should be getting the compliments,” Jack cut in arms still crossed over his chest. His pout turned to a smile as you pressed your lips against his cheek. “That works for me too.”

“But seriously thank you guys, all of you. It means a lot that you would do this for me,” you said as you walked over to hug Cole and Alex. “Even if you know my secret, I’m fine with it.”

“Group hug!” Cole yelled making sure to pull your closer to him. Soon the whole team was piling up trying to hug you close to them. Somehow, even Luke got roped into the hug.

It didn’t last long before you told them you needed to sit down. “Well now that we’re done here, can we get lunch?” Trevor whined.

“Yes Trev, we can get lunch now,” Alex answered with a sour look. As soon as he dashed up the stairs Alex was shaking his head, “Yes, the only way we could get Trevor in on this was with food.”

You rolled your eyes not surprised by that fact, “Of course it was, but he does have a point. Jack carry me?” He nodded his head quickly before sweeping you up off your feet. “Well howdy cowboy, to what do I owe the pleasure?”

He tried biting his lip to stop laughing but he failed, and couldn’t hide the smile that you were forcing him to have. “Howdy to you too ma’am, the pleasures all mine.” His lips were placed on yours, and you could feel your cheeks beating up with all the boys watching you two.

“Mm, if you say so J,” with that you pulled the hat from off his head and placed it on your own. “Wanna take me down to the old town road?” You then whispered into his ear.

Jack’s cheeks burned red - his skin almost the same color as a lobster, “I - uh, that was inappropriate,” he mumbled setting you down on kitchen tile. You smirked up at him, “But - ‘m not opposed to that idea.”

Your mouth dropped open as you stared at him in disbelief. “I was joking you know,” you muttered grabbing a plate. Jack gave you a pointed look causing you to cave, “Yeah so I wasn’t joking, but I didn’t think you were gonna answer like that.”

“Obviously I meant after you get your stitches removed, if that what’s you mean,” he explained sliding up next to you. “But hey, a cowboys never one to disappoint a lady.”

And he didn’t disappoint that’s for sure.

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