forbidden • auston matthews

twelve.

"yknow, you can't just go around punching people you don't like." bella says to auston as he hands her a melted ice pack, gladly taking the newer and colder one from bella's hand.

"well, you know what they say." auston pauses, dramatically looking around the room as if he were in a movie. "talk shit, get hit." 

bella doesn't know if she could possibly roll her eyes any further into the back of her head.

later that day, back in toronto, the boys all wanted to meet up somewhere, and once again decided that auston and mitch's place was where they were going. mitch and bella were right in the middle of a heated game of nhl 17. stanley cup finals, game 7, edmonton vs. toronto . 

connor mcdavid was on a breakaway to win it all, and it was in bella's hands to make sure he scored. just as she was about to make a move, she was rudely interrupted. auston had decided it was a good idea to lay down on top of bella, ruining her focus and causing her to fan on the deke and lose the puck. mitch jumped at the opportunity, grabbing the puck and managing to go end to end and put it into the oilers goal.

"fuck yeah! stanley cup champion baby!" mitch said loudly as he drops the controller on the ground, leaving the room for whatever reason. bella shot an annoyed look at auston, who only gave her a cheeky grin in return. after a moment, bella spoke up.

"you're the worst."

"you love me."

"sometimes."

mitch comes back into the room, followed by half the team.

"aww, look at these lovebirds!" brownie says as he lifts austons legs to sit on the couch next to bella, who honestly wasn't even listening to him. however she perks up when mitch lays directly on top of auston, half leaning on bella. between the two of them, bella could barely breathe. she shot freddie a look, and he understood. standing up out of the chair the goaltender was sitting in, he made his way over to the pile of bodies. reaching over mitch and grabbing auston's arm closest to bella, he pulled, sending the two hockey players tumbling to the floor. bella let out a breath of relief as freddie went and sat back down silently.

connor brown, who was sitting next to bella on his phone, had now decided it was his turn to lay on bella. accepting her fate of not moving for at least an hour, bella draped an arm over his chest. gards had gotten his hands on the remote, and they were now all watching 90 day fiancé.

"gards, are you serious?"

"c'mon, man."

"what the fuck is this?"

"is this the kardashians?"

there was a chorus of slight arguments around the room, but nobody really asked him to change the channel. bella had a sense that the guys didn't really mind the show at all. personally, she follows the show closely, even though it has little substance to it.

after a solid 10 minutes of silently watching the show, responses towards the brain dead reality tv show started rolling in.

"are you fucking kidding me? he can't just marry someone to get his green card and then leave her."

"yeeesss danielle tell him!"

"what the fuck why wont he let his girl just go to a club?"

"i swear to god if this anfisa bitch doesn't grow the fuck up i am going to lose my mind."

that last one came from auston, and bella couldn't help but giggle a little.

 the whole group was just so engulfed in multiple reality tv shows that they didnt even realize that they were all about to be late for practice. mo was eventually the one to tell them all, and it was a frantic rush for everyone to get out the door and to practice. bella hopped into the first car she saw a teammate get into, which happened to be freddie's car. and it was a really fucking nice car. freddie could easily sense that she was impressed, and he would be lying if he said it didnt give him a little boost of self confidence.

once they got to the rink, bella thanked freddie for the ride and waited for auston, who wasnt there yet. however when he arrived driving bella's truck, she was not amused. she gave him her best 'if we werent in public i would fucking kill you right now' look and started to walk inside. 

"i grabbed the wrong keys! i didn't mean too." auston defended himself as he caught up to bella, handing her the truck keys in the process. you see bella is quite protective of her truck, mainly because she custom picked every feature, material, and colour. but also because it was a 80,000 truck and auston isn't very good at driving it.

however once auston let his arm hang loosely around her shoulders as he kissed her on the cheek, bella wasnt mad anymore.

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