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"And Boone Jenner with the breakaway..." The announcer yelled, making me watch the play very carefully from where I sat.

I was very lucky to get seats near the ice and I was on the Blackhawks side since the Blue Jackets were my favorite team and I could see them score, hopefully.

He passed the puck to Ryan Murray, who then passed it to Nick Foligno. Nick was surrounded by van Riemsdyk and Hjalmarsson, and Jenner and Murray were the nearest players to him.

Then, Nick passed the puck to Boone, who then tried to shoot the puck into the net, but it accidentally hit me in the lip.

"Oh my god, Y/N! Your lip is bleeding!" B/F/N screeched, grabbing my hand and she ran down to her car.

She quickly drove us to the emergency room and got me checked in. The bad thing was that I had to get stitches and that wasn't really fun....

B/F/N left after about an hour, something to do with studying for a final and she left. I was laying on the bed, watching an episode of "Teen Wolf" when I heard a knock at the door. Turning the TV off, I weakly spoke out, "Come in!"

The doorknob jiggled and someone walked in. Looking up, I saw Boone sheepishly smiling.

"Should I come back later?" Boone's head peeked out of the door and I laughed.

"You can come in, Boone." I waved my hand so he could come.

"Once again, I am so sorry that puck accidentally hurt you! It wasn't intentional, I guess my shot is a bit hard...."

"It's fine, Boone. I didn't get majorly injured, just got some stitches to my lip, that's all!"

"Oh, so rude of me...Can I get your name by any chance?"

"Y/N. Y/N L/N..."

"Y/N...I like the sound of that."

"Why, thank you! My parents gave it to me for my birthday..."

"Oh, I see.... You're a sarcastic person, aren't you?"

"Well, that and a hockey fan too!"

"Really?"

Boone strode over to the empty chair and sat down next to me. "Guessing by the Blue Jackets case, I'm guessing you're from Columbus?"

"Yep, born and raised. But I live here for university..."

"Who's your favorite Blue Jacket?"

"Hmm, I'd say Atkinson..."

"Really? But I saw you wearing my jersey from this year with the 'A'..."

"I was being sarcastic, Boone. Cam's actually my cousin, so you're my favorite..."

We talked about hockey and life for a few hours before he had to leave.

"Hey Y/N?"

"Yeah, Boone?"

"Are you coming back to Columbus for Spring break?"

"I am, why?"

"I just wanted to know if you'd like to go out on another date with me?"

"Wait, this counts as a date?"

"If you wanted it to...I mean, it doesn't have to be-"

I cut him off with a tender kiss, trying to make him stop rambling.

"Yes, I would love to go out on another date with you, Boone."