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Crashing the Crease

Makeshift Chemistry

It was closing in on one in the morning but Charlie laid in bed wide awake, debating on what to do about Justin. A huge part of her wanted to end it, end the disappointment and lack of effort put into their relationship. And the small part that was keeping them together was slowly beginning to dissipate with each day that past.

Amy’s words lingered in her mind, reminding her that she did have feelings for another guy, whether she liked it or not. Dan seemed like a great guy, but Justin had been a big part of her life for two years and she couldn’t see herself throwing it away on a whim.

Her thoughts were cut short when a light knock was placed on her hotel door. Worry setting in, she got out of bed and walked over to the door, looking through the peephole. Perfect timing, I wasn’t just thinking of you or anything. She thought to herself before unlocking the door and revealing Daniel. She gave him a light smile. “I didn’t wake you, did I?” He asked almost immediately, getting another smile from Charlie.

“No, I’ve been stewing in my own thoughts for awhile.” She assured him. She looked down at his attire, a pair of gray comfy-looking sleeping pants and a loose fitting black v neck. His hair was a mess, but in the most attractive way to Charlie.

“Wanna take a walk?” He suggested.

“That sounds perfect, actually.” She said, a smile gracing her face. Her stomach left her for a split second when Dan returned a toothy grin. She didn’t understand how he had such immaculate teeth for being a hockey player.

Charlie quickly retreated back into the hotel room and slipped on her Vans then grabbed her jacket. Dan admired her as she put on her sweatshirt. She had all the curves in the right places. Her lounge pants seemed to hug her perfectly and so did her tank top.

The streets of Chicago were still extremely active for being one the morning. The city didn’t seem to sleep and it only made Charlie love it even more.

“So, what’s on your mind that’s keeping you from sleeping?” Dan asked, keeping his hands warm in his pockets.

“Boy problems.” She said. It was the perfect way to tell the truth without letting out too many details.

“I’m hear to listen.” He offered. Charlie smiled up at him, admiring his consideration to listen to her talk about something he probably didn’t care about at all.

“It’s a long story.” She warned. Dan looked at her, waiting for her to continue. “Okay. I’ve been going out with my boyfriend for two years. You would think we’d be all over each other but I barely see him and I don’t seem to care. Things between us just keep falling apart and I don’t know if I’m willing to fix them again.” Charlie was actually happy she could get that off of her chest.

“Why don’t you just leave him? I mean, why put yourself through that?” He asked, curious as to her reasoning.

“I honestly don’t know.” She admitted, looking down at the floor as Dan nodded to her. He knew there was something keeping her from breaking things off, it just wasn’t something she was willing to tell. “What about you? I know that night at the bar wasn’t you ‘not being in the mood’. There’s something else.” Dan laughed at her assumption before composing himself and explaining.

“I had a girlfriend. I actually thought we would last awhile, but I guess she was tired of me moving around the league so she dumped me.” He said, realizing that he hadn’t told anyone else that before. “And now you’re the only person that knows that she dumped me and it wasn’t a ‘mutual separation’ so don’t go ruining my reputation.” Charlie laughed at him, happy that he could open up a little with her.

“Make sure you don’t give me a reason to.” She countered and he smiled at her.

“I’ll do my best.”

“Are you still in love with her?” She asked, still wondering about him.

“I don’t think I was ever really in love with her. I mean, we lived together and we spent a lot of time together but there was never a spark between us.”

“Then why didn’t you go after one of the girls at the bar?” Charlie asked seriously. She wanted to know the real reason.

“What? And get herpes from a puck bunny? I think I’m good.” She smiled at his reply but looked up at him for a serious answer. “Like I said before, I wasn’t in the mood.” He repeated himself.

“Alright, Dan. I’ll figure it out, you may be hiding it from me now, but I’ll figure it out.” He laughed. “Wait, you’re not gay are you?” She asked seriously.

“I don’t know. I mean, Cogs and I got a bromance going on. And Getzy did look pretty hot the other day. I would have his babies.” He said, poking fun at Charlie. She rolled her eyes, an amused smile across her face as she nudge him with her elbow.

“Tell me something know one else knows about you.” Dan suddenly said, breaking a silence that had rose between them as they walked the streets of Chicago.

Her eyes met his and she smiled. “I used to do porn.” She said with confidence.

“No way, I did too. What are the odds?” He said, earning a smile and eye roll from Charlie.

“Okay, if we’re going to play twenty questions, it’s my turn; What’s something you wouldn’t go on the road without?”

“Uh, probably my razor. If I don’t shave for a week I end up looking like Teen Wolf.” Charlie laughed, then nodded her head in agreement. “What about you?”

“IPod. I can’t live with it.” She adored her music, she wouldn’t ever leave the house without it. “What kind of music are you into?” She asked, continued the questions.

“Stuff like Wiz Khalifa, Of Monsters and Men and Kaskade.”

“I’ll let you slide with Of Monsters and Men, but Wiz Khalifa? Really? You’re not a pot head too, are you?” She asked amusedly. Dan laughed at her but shook his head.

“No, I’m not a pot head.” He assured her, still smiling at her reaction to his music choices. “What music are you into?”

“Metallica, Nirvana, Avenged Sevenfold. You know, real music.” She joked, smiling up at him.

“I get it, you’re into the harder shit.” A smile danced on his lips as he looked down at her.

“Okay, who was your favorite hockey player growing up?”

“Easy; Doug Gilmour. Favorite sport?”

“Baseball.” She said, getting a shocked look in return from Daniel. “Don’t worry, hockey is close behind.” She assured him, earning a chuckle.

“I’m just gonna take a wild guess and say the Angels are your favorite team.” He said.

“I don’t know what makes you think that.” She said jokingly. “Yes, I lived five miles from Angels Stadium and Honda Center for most of my childhood. It’s kind of obvious they’d be my favorite teams’.” Dan laughed at her, but gave her a smile that could make her melt instantly. “Any brothers or sisters?” She asked, trying to keep it going.

“Just my older brother, Andrew.”

“Favorite place to eat?” She asked.

“That’s tough but I’d have to go with Bear Flag Fish Company. What’s yours?”

“In N Out, duh. That’s every true Californians’ favorite place to eat.” She said with a smile, Dan gladly returning it.

It was getting pretty late and both of them needed to be up early in the morning to catch the plane so they decided to head back to the hotel.

Dan was a gentlemen and walked her to her room again. She stopped at her door and fumbled through her pocket to find her room key. She looked up at him and gave him a smile. “Thanks for the walk. I needed it.” He smiled and nodded.

Charlie wasn’t going to, but she leaned into Dan and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. His arms reacted instantly and wrapped around the small of her back, pulling her completely up against his body. The smell of his cologne was intoxicating to Charlie. And Dan loved the way she felt in his arms.

The hug seemed to have lasted three seconds too long and both of them noticed as they pulled away from each other. Charlie gave him a nervous smile and started to chew on her bottom lip. She had a bad habit of doing that when her nerves wouldn’t settle.

“I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight, Charlie.” Dan said, flashing one of his smiles that absolutely drove her crazy. Their eyes locked and he knew he had to get out of there before he did something. He could get lost in her eyes for days.

“Night, Dan.” She replied, giving him one last smile before he waved slightly and starting making his venture back to his room.

Groaning quietly, Charlie unlocked her room and walked in. “What the fuck am I doing?” She asked herself.