《nhl imagines》alex turcotte // LA kings
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you and alex had never got along. he was utterly annoying. the only reason you hung out with him is because you were quinn and jack hughes younger sister. more specifically jack's lovely twin. wherever jack was, you were. wherever you were jack was. you guys were package most of the time.
there was a knock at your house door. you groaned as you got up from the comfy position on the couch.
you cracked the door open slightly and sighed as you opened it fully, "oh it's you." you rolled your eyes.
"not a gift to see you either." alex said.
"jack's out right now and he forgot his phone." you said quickly.
"tell jack that we are going out to dinner tonight. now if jack wants to go i'll assume you'll be going, so sadly, i guess i'll see you there. dinner is formal, 6:30." alex murmured quickly and turned around to walk back to his car.
you mentally made a list of whatever alex had just said and shut the door.
shortly after alex left, jack came home.
"i'm home y/n." he sang throughout the house.
he found you and gave you a hug. you shook him off of you and told him the dinner plans.
"well it's 6:00 so i think we should start getting ready." jack spoke glancing at his phone.
you head yanked up, "6:00 ALREADY?"
jack nodded.
you shot up from the couch and ran to your room, slipping on the hardwood floors of your home. you rampaged through your closet for something formal to wear. you lived in all comfy clothes. thankfully, you ended up finding a nice outfit that was also comfy.
you walked out of your room. jack was dressed in a blue suit. he glanced up from his phone at you.
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"aww my little sis is so beautiful."
"3 minutes jack, you're 3 minutes older. but thank you. you don't look to bad yourself."
"now we need to leave or we will be late." jack ushered you out to the car.
once you arrived at the restaurant, you greeted everyone.
"hey shorty!" you said excitedly to cole caufield.
"we're the same height." he groaned.
you laughed at the short boy and sat down next to him and jack sat on the other side of cole.
you looked around the table. sure enough, you were the only girl there. it was a common occurrence though. you had just always seemed to get along better with boys than girls. it was fine. everyone but alex loved you anyways. you were just one of the boys.
"hey guys." alex said as he made it to the table.
you looked at him and your mouth practically flew open. he was dressed in a black suit. his hair effortlessly, but yet perfectly done. you were practically drooling over someone that you didn't even like.
you realized that the only empty seat that was left was the one next to you. now usually this would piss you off, but not tonight.
as alex sat down, you swore everyone winked and smirked at him. you looked around the table curiously.
alex and you hadn't spoken a word all throughout dinner, not even harsh ones.
"why are y/n and alex not being mean to each other?" spencer knight asked.
"i know it's odd." trevor zegras agreed.
"excuse me i have to go to the bathroom." you got up swiftly and walked towards the restrooms.
how? how? how?
one second you hated alex. the next you thought he was the hottest specimen in the universe. it was simple.
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you were in love with alex.
the rudeness towards him was you trying to deny your feelings. finally you had noticed.
you washed your hands and walked out of the bathroom. you felt someone push you up against the cold stone of the restaurant hallway. you looked at them and saw it was alex, inches away. your breathing hitched.
"you look stunning tonight." he whispered.
you blushed and looked down towards the tiled floor.
he picked up your chin so he could look into your eyes.
"look, i know i'm an asshole. i was covering up the fact that i'm wholeheartedly in love with you. please, will you go on a date with me?"
"yes alex i will." you smiled brightly at him.
he gasped dramatically, "have i entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?"
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