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harlowhockeystick · 3 months

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pov: nolan agreed to let princess tie him up... (18+)

he regretted teaching her how to tie knots the instant she took her shirt off. he laid there on the bed, his hands tied to the bed frame, and princess is straddling his waist. all she had on was a baby pink silk thong with a dainty bow in the middle, and the letter N embroidered in the front.

she'd been teasing him, working nolan up for the past ten minutes or so. by now he was painfully hard and aching for any sort of release. she knows it too, god she knows exactly how to tease him and make him fall to the floor. she had been wanting to try this out for a while too. she had been working up the courage to ask nolan if she could tie him up for a change and let her do all the work. originally nolan was excited to see what she could do, if she would stick with it or if she'd untie him ten minutes in and give up letting him take control like normal.

but now, as her clothed cunt softly rests on his hard cock he's actively trying to break the restraints that she's locked him in. sensually in the dimly lit room princess drags her hands up her body slowly, both hands coming up to palm at her breasts as she throws her head back. ever so lightly princess rocks her hips back and forth over his cock, the soft material barely dragging over his hardened member. he's going insane. every time she makes contact with his body he lets out the lowest moan- he just wants to flip her over and go crazy.

he studies her every move. she slips a hand down into her panties and starts to gently rub over her clit and she lets out a light sigh of satisfaction. she inches up on the bed so instead of resting over his cock her cunt is now hovering over above his chest. as best he can he sits up just a little bit and how he is eye level with her clothed pussy. his eyes never leave, he feels like he's a teenager who's just seen his crush wearing a sports bra. even his mouth is open just a little bit.

he's aching to see her fully bare. he is pulling at the restraints just so he can rip her thong off and watch her play with herself with nothing covering her up. she begins to slowly rock her hips back and forth over her hand letting out the lightest moans which is pure music to his ears. she looks down to see that he's in a trance watching her get herself off. princess pulls her panties to the side so now he can see what she's doing, but also see just how wet she is.

god she's a mess down there, she's nearly dripping onto his bare chest. he can smell her arousal, and he can almost cum from just watching her alone. the feeling of her soft thighs on either side of his chest, the sight of her head thrown back as she works to make herself cum, and the sounds of her moans and her wet cunt is almost becoming too much for him.

she reaches down with her free hand and runs it through his thick hair, tugging at it while her other hand is working to bring herself to orgasm. "i'm gonna cum nolie," she whispers for him to hear. she gets an idea that she knows will make him feral, and if anything were to make him break the restraints it would be this. she takes her hand out of her panties and sets her cunt down on his chest and starts grinding back and forth, working toward orgasm like that.

nolan lets out the most erotic moan she's ever heard when he feels her pussy on him in a brand new way. he can feel every part of her sliding across, using him for pleasure. he almost cums when she slips her honey covered fingers into his mouth so he can finally get a taste of what he's been craving for the past ten minutes. he sucks on her fingers and that brings her to orgasm. she releases her cum onto his chest with heavenly sounding moans, grinding it out on his body.

removing her fingers from his mouth she looks down at him with lustful eyes, and he looks at her like she's a meal and he's a starved predator. she's seen that look before, and god did she have fun.

she leaned down, just to tease him one more time, and licked everything off his chest of the evidence she had left. he took a heavy breath before she leaned up to kiss him. he moaned when he could taste her on her lips and tongue. nolan got lost in her kiss just like he always did. he didn't notice that she sneakily untied his restraints until she laced her fingers with his. as soon as he registered it nolan used his athleticism to raise up quickly and get her flipped on her back within a second.

she giggled as his hands touched everywhere on her body from her ankles all the way to her head. he was a starved man but he only couldn't touch her for twenty minutes at the most. he felt like a virgin, he didn't know where to start or what to do first. he wanted to taste her so badly, but the ache in his cock was mind consuming that he needed instant relief.

he used the wetness from her cunt as lube to slide inside her tight hole. "fuck you're incredible," he moaned as he rested right there for a second. princess raked her nails across his chest but nolan pulled them away instantly. "nope, you gotta see how it feels now."

nolan held onto her wrists and pinned them above her head on their large mattress. he began pounding into her, watching her body shake from how hard he was thrusting into her was erotic to him. he let go of her hands to hold onto her hips with such a grip that she would for sure having marks by the morning.

because of how hard he was thrusting a few minutes later the top half of her body was hanging off the bed. he was holding onto her hips, hitting the spot inside of her that he knows makes her eyes roll back in her head. she was letting out pornographic sounds from her mouth, letting him use her body just like she did to him. it works both ways in their relationship.

"fuck, gonna cum in you princess, fuckin' deep inside you," nolan panted as he let out a couple more thrusts before spilling out into her tight cunt. while staying inside of her, grabbing her arm he pulled her up so that now she was somewhat straddling her waist.

both of them were out of breath, nolan was leaving open mouthed kisses on her neck and chest while she ran her hands through his thick sweaty hair. "you're the worst tease," he mumbled against her skin, his hands roaming all over her back.

"jus' wanted to have a little fun of my own," she giggled, getting off of his lap she laid on the bed with nolan instinctively getting on top of her. he huffed, "your version of fun is different than mine."

she rested against the pillows with nolan spreading her legs, hooking one of them over his shoulders. "nolie," she whined, "m' too sensitive."

"don't care, need to taste you."

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greazyfloz · 1 year

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Hi. Could you write number 2 off the fluff list for Nolan Patrick? Thank you and have a good day.

Fluff: 2. “Stop looking at me like that” “I can’t help it, you’re just so beautiful” w/ Nolan Patrick

Honeymoon

It's our second day of our honeymoon and we are currently in Amalfi, Italy. I woke up before Nolan and quickly but quickly, making sure I didn't wake up Nolan made my way to the sitting room which was attached to our room. I grabbed the book off the coffee table and then headed out to the deck.

I didn't even hear Nolan creep his way quietly onto the deck until the lounge chair beside me made the floor boards of the resorts deck creek as he sat down. I look over and Nolan stops himself from fully sitting down, seeing he disturbed me from my book not meaning to, to make his way over to plant a kiss on my forehead but I lean my head backwards so he can connect his lips with mine instead.

"Mornin' beautiful" he says as he pulls away and plops down on the lounger beside me.

"Hi" I smile back closing my book and setting it on the table beside me

"Keep reading, we don't have to go just yet" he assures me.

Today we had plans to hike the coast then afterwards go down to the beach and relax but I really only felt like doing the relaxing part, even though the hike was my idea.

"Can we just go down to the beach and relax instead?"

"No hike?"

"Nah" i say as I stand from my spot, "I'm going to get changed, then we can head down to the restaurant for breakfast" I tell him leaving him out on the deck.

I quickly get changed into a simply white bikini then slide on some light wash jean overalls before grabbing my crochet purse and sliding on some flip flops before heading back out to the deck.

"Ready?" Nolan asks me with a smile and I nod smiling back at him then grab his hand before we leave our villa. We walk hand in hand to the resorts little restaurant to grab a quick bite to eat before heading down to the beach.

The hill was steep and my flip flops were becoming uncomfortable between my toes so I slide them off and began walking barefoot down the rocky road

"What are you doing?" Nolan laughs watching me cautiously walk on the rocky ground

"My feet hurt"

"Well get on my back then" he laughs

"I'm fine" I say being stubborn

"Alright then" he says laughing slightly. As we continue walking down the hill I look over and catch Nolan staring at me grinning as he watches me struggle down the hill.

"Stop looking at me like that" I say to him smiling as I shake my head

"Like what?"

"You're staring at me with a huge grin on your face"

"I can't help it, you're just so beautiful" he says making my cheeks burn red, even married to the man he can still manage to make me blush

"Stop" I say covering my face slightly

"Are you blushing?" Nolan asks me teasingly

"Don't you dare tease me for blushing, rosey cheek boy"

"Hey!" he laughs out

We make it down to the beach and dress down into our bathing suits before I decide to put my feet in the water to heal them from the walk. Nolan races behind me as I made my way picking me up and running me down into the water.

When he drops me I hang on tightly to his shoulders so I don't fall, but instead I lower my self into the water. "You're lucky" I say to him splashing him as I let out a slight giggle

"You're right" he smiles down at me bringing me in close and kissing my lips.

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quinnsmywifey · 6 months

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Prince Nolan Patrick

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buttercupjosh · 8 months

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nineteen

(Gif credit to @fivehole)

word count: 5,152

warnings: none

genres: strangers to lovers to ex’s, a bit sad, somewhat happy ending

A/N: To start, I know that Nolan’s not as popular anymore and his future in the NHL is looking a bit bleak but despite that, this story exists. This story is based off of the songs, the Hayley Williams cover of Nineteen by Tegan and Sara, (which is where the title comes from), You All Over Me by Taylor Swift feat Maren Morris and Last Kiss by Taylor Swift (I highly recommend listening to those songs before reading. I’m taking vibes, elements and references from them and putting them in the story and listening will also help with understanding the plot). I’ve wanted to write a fic based off of those songs for a while and my vision for the story works best with Nolan. It’s set in a timeline format by the hockey season. It’s written with a female reader in mind because I’m a female of color but the reader doesn’t specifically have to be a POC or a woman and there’s no dialogue. As always, I’m open to any and all feedback, comments or questions; just put them in my inbox or dm me. Thank you so much in advance for reading, I appreciate it😌

(P.S. I have other stories (linked here) that I have written for other players as well if you want to check it out)

“You were mine, always but now you’re gone. Look what we’ve become, just another sad song of a love gone wrong.” -Pictures by Judah and the Lion feat. Kacey Musgraves

2017-18

Nolan could feel you in his limbs before he ever met you and he could feel you in his life before he ever thought to. How can you feel someone that you don’t even know yet? On the day you met, Nolan felt an unexplained tingle in his body. He was dreading having to go to the DMV but he misplaced his license so on a rare weekday off, he went to get a replacement license. Nolan really needed his license; he legally couldn’t drive without it. He could only imagine the chaos that would ensue if the recently 2nd overall NHL draft pick was pulled over and caught driving without his license so he couldn’t put off getting it done. To top it off, Nolan felt this weird tingling sensation in his body so he mentally made a note to talk about it with the team doctor. Travis (TK) kindly dropped Nolan off at the DMV and continued with his other plans for the off day. For you, you had some time after your classes to pop into the DMV to renew your license, which was going to expire soon because your birthday was coming up.

That tingling feeling that Nolan was experiencing went away when you first interacted with each other in that crowded waiting room back in 2018, in the middle of his first season with the Flyers. The softness in your voice asking if the seat next to him was taken directly contrasted with the deepness of Nolan’s voice. It was going to be a long wait so to pass the time, you and Nolan started talking to each other. Nolan usually was against unnecessary small talk and preferred to keep to himself but chatting with you felt different. Throughout these conversations, you learned little details about each other; details that would be held onto throughout the course of your relationship. You learned that Nolan was actually a funny guy behind his intimidating demeanor and he learned that you deeply valued family. The connection that you had made in the hours of waiting felt special to Nolan. You didn’t even know each other for that long and that well but it was almost like you could feel each other in your hearts as you talked. Since Nolan had arrived before you did, his number was called sooner so he left first. Before leaving, he quickly wrote his number down on the back of the waiting room ticket.

Later that same day, you sent Nolan a text to check in on him and that started a long text chain between the two of you. In the beginning of your friendship, Nolan definitely had his walls up but as you got to know more about each other, the walls came down. Nolan enjoyed talking to you because you made him feel like a regular person, not some superstar; the pressure of being a high NHL draft pick disappeared in the chats that you shared. Over time, he became more comfortable and trusting with you, even inviting you to his games and team events and telling his teammates about you. You began falling for each other and your relationship grew from texting buddies to friends to lovers. Your relationship with Nolan was quiet but it worked well that way. There was a slow introduction to the most important people in your lives; you’ll never forget how your father complimented Nolan’s handshake and how that handshake indicated to him that Nolan was a strong man and your mother admired how Nolan treated you so well. Nolan didn’t want outsiders to judge and ridicule his relationship with you so there were no direct social media posts of your presence in each other’s lives –only small snippets of his face or hands in your Instagram story posts, listening to songs that you liked or that reminded him of you on his story posts and location tags of being at the same place– but the right people knew you were together. There were also fun things, like surprise flowers and other gifts at your door, inside jokes, and secret road trips down to the beaches on the Jersey Shore. You were down so bad for Nolan and he could make you melt like ice cream on a hot June day with just one look. Nolan was down badly too; he tried to be all cool and push it aside but as soon as you walked into the room or opened his car door, the heat in his cheeks would rise and it was game over. The first year of your relationship together was so amazing until things changed.

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2018-19

Due to your summer internship commitments, you only got to spend 2 weeks in Winnipeg with Nolan before school started back up at the end of August. Nolan was anxious about you coming to his safe space of his hometown; it rained the day you arrived and the smell of rain brought comfort to him. As both a test and a joke, you ran towards your boyfriend in the airport to see how he would respond. Nolan saw you running at him and his first reaction was to open his arms to catch you; having you in his arms meant everything to him.

Nolan isn’t a man of many words but being with you made him want to sing. On your first night in Winnipeg, Nolan took you to a bonfire party to meet some of his friends. At the party, you mixed and mingled with the people who Nolan trusted the most. Nolan even pulled you in for a dance, which surprised you because he knew that you weren’t much of a dancer and also that he would bust out a move in front of so many people. After the party flamed out, you and Nolan drove back to his house and by the time you arrived, it was almost 2 am. Before going inside, Nolan had looked at you with those blue eyes of his that you adored and you could sense that he was nervous; something was up. Nolan took a deep breath and told you that he loved you for the first time in that same deep voice that captivated you when you first met and you repeated it back to him. You always knew in your heart that you loved Nolan but hearing him say it meant so much more.

Summer Nolan was much more laid back and chill than Hockey Season Nolan. During your time in his hometown, Nolan showed you around the place that shaped him into who he was and let you meet the people who impacted him along the way; he even drove you all the way out to Brandon to see his old stomping grounds before he was drafted. It wouldn’t be summer unless he also took you fishing, hunting, and out for a day on the golf course as well. You got along well with Nolan’s family and meshed great with them. By the time you left to return to Philly, Nolan was already looking forward to bringing you back home to Winnipeg for many summers to come.

After you had left, Nolan was doing some summer training and unexpectedly started experiencing some migraines; he had experienced injuries and concussions before but this wasn’t like that. Due to Nolan’s career choice as a hockey player, he had access to the best doctors and specialists in the country so that helped relieve some of the stress that came with having a chronic illness. His migraines came with good and bad days and one of those bad days came as a test when you were together.

The first time you had ever spent the night at Nolan’s place in Philadelphia, he had a random migraine. Thankfully, it wasn’t so bad that he would miss time from playing; Nolan was still trying to navigate his newfound diagnosis but he handled it the best way that he could. At the time, he was living with Kevin (you were taking things slow and hadn’t talked about moving in together yet) so you weren’t originally planning on staying overnight but Nolan really needed you there. You weren’t trained like a doctor or nurse to take care of him but you did everything in your power to make him feel as comfortable as possible and to help to alleviate his pain. The only thing that helped Nolan was laying down in the dark with no light and you cautiously lay beside him in the darkness of his bedroom. Whenever you were sick as a child, one of your parents would come into your room to make sure you were breathing okay on your own and you did the same for Nolan. You watched him as he slept and could feel him breathe. That evening was a bit rough but Nolan was so grateful that you sacrificed your time to be with him during an unexpected, difficult situation. Like anything else in life, there would always be ups and downs but you would always be there to take care of him, no matter what.

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2019-20 and 2020-21

Nolan continued to miss time away from the team and he did his best to try to get healthy enough to return to play but it took more time than expected. Patience would end up becoming an important, key virtue throughout your relationship. During this time, you graduated early from the University of Pennsylvania with a Bachelor’s in Public Health and Nolan was super proud of you, beaming with joy from watching his lover achieve such a great accomplishment. You decided to take a year off from school before going back to get your Master’s degree in Epidemiology but then in early 2020, a pandemic hit; suddenly, you were hunkering down in Canada with Nolan and his family, your hope-to-someday-be in-laws. The world that you all knew was changing dramatically. The NHL season paused for a bit and started back up in a bubble-style tournament but due to his extended absence and health concerns, the Flyers and Nolan’s doctors felt like it was best for him to continue his recovery instead of having him come down to play in Toronto and Edmonton. You could sense the hurt from Nolan having to watch his team play in the playoffs without him and you felt that same pain, both sharing the hope for things to get better.

After the Flyers season concluded in late 2020, Nolan’s health had stabilized by then and he felt confident about returning to play so the Flyers gave him a contract for the shortened 2020-21 season. That condensed season was a bit brutal on Nolan since he hadn’t played professionally in over a year and the team wasn’t in the best condition at the time but he tried his best to persevere through it. He had a minor setback when Phillippe Myers accidentally hit him with a puck mid-game but thankfully, Nolan only missed 2 games and finished out the season without another injury. You saw a light in Nolan’s eyes when he played; a light that both shined and dimmed as time would go on.

The Flyers missed the 2021 playoffs and Nolan was so appreciative for the time off to recover but he also felt fearful for what was to come for the future. Nolan wanted to escape the criticism and pressure from being in Philly so during the 2021 off-season, he talked to you about his plans for leaving. He thought your input was super important and you were supportive of whatever he chose to do and were open to moving wherever he ended up.

The trade to Vegas was a bit surprising because there was no solid guarantee of where he was going to play but you were both grateful for the chance that the team took on Nolan and to open to this new chapter. It wasn’t easy leaving everything you knew behind in Philly but there was something exciting waiting for the both of you in the desert. You originally wanted to finish grad school in Philly but took a pause on your studies to move with Nolan to Vegas; this was also going to be the first time you had lived together. Living in Vegas had its expected highs and lows but you both made the best of the new city. You still kept in contact with some of the Flyers WAGs and made new friends with Golden Knights ladies, discovered new things to love about each other and the new place you lived. Yes, there still were some setbacks with Nolan’s health and his play needed some adjusting but it was okay because he was glad to be back on the ice and starting over somewhere new. Things were looking fine for both of you until February 16, 2022.

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2021-22

You had a rare weekday off so you trekked down to T-Mobile Arena to go watch Nolan play. That game happened to be against the Colorado Avalanche; conference rivalry games always had some sort of chaos and drama but this time, that drama and chaos hit too close to home. As you sat in the stands, chatting away with the other WAGs, something devastating happened. Early in the first period, Nolan got hit. The hit was brutal to watch and you angrily cursed Nathan MacKinnon’s name for what he did to your man. You had always known that hockey was aggressive and physical but this hit ignited both a rage and sadness within you. During the game, you left to meet with the team doctor to discuss Nolan’s prognosis; it was a head injury so you knew what was coming ahead and you had to drive him home. You always liked when Nolan let you drive his car but this time it was different. The car ride back home was very quiet, the only noise was the sound of the other cars around you and the clicks of the turn signal. Every time you saw Nolan hurting, it made your heart break a little. You loved him so much that seeing him in pain made you feel pain and you wished that you could just erase the pain that Nolan dealt with and make him 100% better.

Nolan eventually did return to play before getting hurt again and playing his last game on March 24. After his final game, there was a shift in Nolan and the light in his eyes disappeared. His migraines continued to be on and off but the time away allowed them to stabilize for a bit. During his hiatus from hockey, Nolan became more distant and less affectionate with you. You tried to let his actions not bother you but it silently hurt you. You knew Nolan was upset with the way how his hockey season ended and you tried to comfort him and distract him from his pain but it wasn’t enough for him; it was terrifying to watch him fade away like that. Nolan was hurting a lot, not only physically but emotionally. He couldn’t quite fully escape the injuries and the lingering pressure of returning to hockey was always there. Everything in his life was centered around hockey; his identity, his goals, and the conversations people had about and with him. It was almost like he resented the sport that he was the most grateful for; hockey was the only thing people seemed to know him for and that was gone. The loss of Nolan’s hockey career would be a very challenging loss that he would grieve over but you were right there by his side to support him during this difficult time.

Throughout his recovery time, Nolan began to get rid of anything and everything that reminded him of the life that he once had but didn’t have anymore. First, it was removing the social media posts. Then, it was unfollowing his old teammates and so-called friends who never checked in on him. Finally, it was hurting you. At the end of the 2022 season, Nolan requested that you have a deep serious talk together. In the back of your mind, you knew that something big was coming; Nolan was already distant with you so maybe he needed some more time and space from you. He dropped the already expected and painful news but it didn’t make it hurt any less. Nolan expressed that you deserved better than him and being around you, unfortunately, reminded him both of his past and of a future life that he couldn’t give to you. You didn’t care about those things and it didn’t matter what he could or couldn’t do because all you wanted was him but Nolan already made up his mind to end the relationship.

You couldn’t believe that he would just give up on what you had but he did. Nolan told you he loved you so frequently but now, the feelings of love were going away. You already knew Nolan was devastated with the way his hockey career and life derailed but you never would have imagined him hurting you because of that. You were already there with him through some of the toughest moments for him and were willing to continue to stay through them; if you didn’t love Nolan as much as you did, you would have left sooner. Naturally, you tried to reason with him but everything was pointing towards the end of your relationship. It frustrated you that Nolan wanted to break up for good instead of just taking time apart from each other; you were willing to give him the time and space he desired and the hope of you possibly come back together lingered around throughout the air. You had Nolan but he ended up burning you; you thought your relationship was so solid and strong, that these setbacks and other things wouldn’t break it down but it shattered everything you built together.

Nolan blamed being young in love and wanting to meet new people as a reason for wanting to separate. Deep down, he wanted to be with someone who didn’t know or had any connection to his hockey days so that he could leave that part of himself behind; Nolan just wanted a blank slate to start over from it all but that came at the expense of the beautiful relationship you spent years in. Breaking up with you was like watching a part of himself die; you and Nolan were always separate individuals but your relationship interconnected you together in such a profound way. Nolan’s honest confession to end the relationship hurt so deeply; you could feel the pain in your chest and Nolan could feel the pain of what he did rattling in his bones. It was almost like that tingling feeling Nolan felt the day when you first met returned back.

This breakup was 100% one of those “it’s not you, it’s me” moments. Nolan felt bad about breaking your heart but he felt like the only way for him to get peace from his past wasn’t to carry things from it into his future. He wanted out because of himself, not because you were a bad person or something you did; Nolan truly did have a catch on his hands being with you but he couldn’t hold on much longer so he let you go. You held out and held on to your relationship with Nolan for so long; you sacrificed so much to be and stay with him but Nolan just didn’t want to continue. At the time, it was hard to understand why he didn’t fight for your relationship harder but maybe it was a sign that Nolan wasn’t the one for you and you were never really meant to be.

At least once every day since the first time it was shared, you would tell each other “I love you.” Now, all you could say to each other was goodbye. You could see in Nolan’s eyes that he was trying his hardest to not cry but he did anyway. For one last time, Nolan held you in his arms in a tender embrace as the both of you lost tears. Normally, a couple that just broke up wouldn’t do this but Nolan tilted your head up towards him and sealed the end of your storied relationship with a final tear-soaked kiss.

Over the course of the next few days, you packed up your respective things and began the separation, silently removing things from your shared space. Throughout your packing, you both found little mementos from your relationship; things like the paper ticket Nolan wrote his number on when he first met you, the gold N necklace Nolan gave you on your first anniversary, the birthday card you gave Nolan when he turned 23 last year, a bottle of your perfume that was Nolan’s favorite. You had also found some of Nolan’s clothes that he had given you over the years you were together. The world that you had known together had turned around and it was a lot to process; you really were beginning to enjoy your new home but now, you both had to return back to your old one. Thankfully, one of your local friends let you stay at her place in the meantime until everything was in place for you to return back to Philadelphia and Nolan stayed at the apartment. You were all his and Nolan was all yours but that was all gone. Leaving you behind wasn’t easy but he did it anyway. It was wild how you moved to Vegas at the start of the 2021-22 season and by the time the season ended in April 2022, the relationship was over.

The 2022 off-season was supposed to be different this time. At the start of the year, you and Nolan had made plans to explore Europe for an off-season couple’s trip but before the start of the summer, that trip never happened. Flights and hotels were refunded; the diamond ring Nolan had planned on proposing to you with on the trip was returned to the jewelry store. Nolan went back to his happy place at home with his family but returning to Winnipeg without you this time did hurt him a bit. As expected with returning back, Nolan had to deal with the whispers and rumors that came from people who had no idea what he was going through.

The only bright side of the otherwise sad off-season was that Nolan’s quality of life improved a lot as his migraines continued to get better with the time off; he eventually found a good regime to help him cope and he was able to do some of the things he loved, like golfing and listening to loud music. While he was home, Nolan cooked up a good plan to fly back to Philadelphia to convince you to take him back but that was all in his head; he hadn’t been to Philly since you both moved to Vegas for the trade and he never did return to play a game there. Nolan couldn’t bring himself to go back to the city that was home at one point but isn’t anymore so he let the plan go and let time pass by.

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2022-23

The 2022 off-season turned into Nolan not returning to the NHL at all. The Vegas Golden Knights ended up winning the Stanley Cup in 2023 without him; it hurt the both of you to see Nolan’s old team succeed at achieving one of his goals. Despite the progress made in Nolan’s recovery, playing hockey full-time unfortunately never really made its way back into the picture for him.

Nolan still quietly kept tabs on you, watching you from the sidelines. You finished up your Master’s degree program and he was proud of you again, just like he was when you graduated with your Bachelor’s degree. It had been over a year since you last talked to Nolan. You tried to keep tabs on Nolan but he wasn’t really close with anyone from his old teams anymore and you only saw brief glimpses of him through his Winnipeg friends. You romantically moved on with someone new, someone who fulfilled the “if he wanted to, he would” that Nolan chose not to meet. Nolan moved on too, he met a girl in an online support group for athletes whose careers were derailed by injuries. His new girlfriend met the requirement of no hockey connections and she was great; he deeply loved and cared for her, just like he did for you.

Despite the amount of freedom you had from each other since the break up, you weren’t fully clean and still had pieces of each other left lingering all over you. You would never look at a vehicle with muddy tires the same way –they reminded you of when you and Nolan went to Hawaii for All-Star Break, rented a Jeep, and explored the island–, you would never look at anything related to ham and cheese without thinking of Nolan’s pre-game meal and how you missed going to watch him play, the migraine medication commercials made you think about the treatments that didn’t work and wondered what was helping him now. Nolan was notoriously known for his privacy and for being a lurker so you had no idea if he had truly missed you.

Sometimes, Nolan did miss you but he wasn’t going to let you know that. When the Italian restaurant that you had gone to on your first date closed down, Nolan wanted to talk to you to reminisce on those good times but he didn’t reach out, he couldn’t see orange juice without thinking about how he always kept a bottle in the fridge for you, plaid always reminded him of the flannels you wore in the fall, hearing certain songs on the radio made him wonder if you would like this song. One day, while figuring out what to listen to, Nolan came across the playlist. During your relationship, Nolan made a secret playlist called “y/n-core” and it contained all of the songs you liked and songs that reminded him of you. He listened to it whenever he missed you; when you found out about it, you made a similar playlist for him. Music was something important to both of you so deleting the playlist was hard so you both kept it; Nolan would secretly listen to it whenever he missed you and look back at old photos from when you were together and when you missed him, you would put on one of his old shirts and play it as a coping mechanism.

Looking back at the relationship, some questions began to arise. Were there any warning signs that you missed beforehand that could have indicated that the relationship was doomed? Could you blame Nolan for wanting a change? Could you blame Nolan for not changing his mind and not wanting to reconcile what you had? Could Nolan blame you for moving on when he didn’t want to stay together? Neither of you would have ever thought your relationship would have ended the way it did. It started off like a beautiful love song but it crumbled like a piece of paper when it ended. Neither of you would say that you wasted your time being together because you lived and learned throughout your relationship; you both carried those things into your new relationships. Even though you’re not sure if you’ll ever see or hear from him again, you had hoped that Nolan was doing okay and he had the same hope for you. Over time, you forgave Nolan for what he did and Nolan forgave himself for his actions. You understood why Nolan broke your heart the way that he did; he did it because he loved you so much that he willingly walked away from you so that someone better could come into the picture. Nolan’s capacity for love was enough for you but he saw it differently so you had to fully accept his decision.

Even though you’ve both moved on to new partners, your name and Nolan’s name still lingered on each other’s lips whenever either of you kissed your new lover. Sometimes, you missed the moments when Nolan would randomly interrupt you with a kiss (your new partner wouldn’t attempt such a thing) and Nolan actually missed doing it to you and couldn’t bring himself to continue that with his new girlfriend. Every now and then, the feelings of missing each other would occasionally sink in and you both would miss and think about the other. You both hated missing each other because you both had new lovers, but that didn’t prevent those feelings coming up. Sometimes, you both wished that the other would call but those calls would never come and you had to let each other go. If you somehow did end up back together, it would cause more pain than love; how do you fully trust someone who hurt you so much? You both still carried a little of the love you shared together but things would never go back to being the same. After being out of touch for so long, there was no point in trying to revitalize the relationship you had together or to even try attempting to be friends because you were both on different roads and chapters in life. The last drop of rain from the storm of your relationship dried off the pavement and there were no physical stains left behind.

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20xx-xx (Epilogue)

Many years later, when you were chilling with your new partner at your apartment, they accidentally spilled water on their shirt so you gave them one of Nolan’s old practice shirts to wear. Seeing your new lover wear something from your old lover made you short-circuit for a minute. How can someone that you love now look so good in something that belonged to someone you loved before? Your new lover also asked you to marry them underneath a pillow fort while wearing Nolan’s old shirt with your dream ring and the date this occurred was the 19th. On a warm sandy beach somewhere, Nolan proposed to his new girlfriend on the exact same day with the same ring you wanted (his now fiancee’s dream ring). Throughout your relationship with Nolan, the number 19 started appearing more in your life and started holding more importance to you because of him. It was Nolan’s jersey number in Philadelphia (changed to 41 in Vegas), his birthday was on the 19th of September, it was part of the address of the first place you lived together, and it was the age that you fell in love with each other. The number nineteen meant something significant to the both of you and neither of you would ever forget it.

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astars-things · 1 year

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Hi! Could you please write “Wait- we’re having a baby?” with Nolan Patrick?

Thank you 🤍

Pairing Dad!Nolan Patrick x Mom!reader

While Nolan was on his roadie I decided to surprise him, I’ve known about my pregnancy for about a week but decided to tell him in person than on the phone

I got a box and inside was 4 pregnancy tests, the ultrasound photos a little jersey with baby Patrick and a note that said “hey dada can’t wait to meet you”

I had it on the kitchen counter so when he walked in he would see it

I waited on the couch with our two dogs waiting for his car to pull in, once I heard it I got up and began recording on my phone

“Hey- what’s this” he points to the box “open it” I had a grin displayed in my face

“Wait- we’re having a baby?” He whispered with tears in his eyes, I let out a little mhm not trusting my voice

He took my phone out of my hands and hugged me tight

He placed his hands on my flat stomach and whispered “hey I’m your dada you’re going to be so loved”

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this-is-ally-and-im-confused · 2 years

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oh and ofc 10 quirks of dating nolan patrick. cuz we both be in love with him.

10 quirks of dating Nolan Patrick

Of course, bb! I’ve got you! Especially with our hubby.

Nolan smells like campfire, weed, and Versace pour homme. It’s very mountain-y and rain-scented. When Nolan does shower, he’s actually quite nice smelling.

Nolan only lets you play with his hair or cuddle into him.

PDA is a no no thing for him, he doesn’t like the attention or the jokes from his friends. Still, he will keep an arm around your waist or slip his hand into yours just to remind you that he is there.

He plays guitar for you. Mostly when the two of you can’t sleep or are chilling out at home. Once he did it for you during a power outage in the middle of a thunderstorm

He loves to sing Caamp songs to you. He’ll look deep into your eyes as he mumbles out the lyrics, “I believe in you baby, I will always be around. I believe in you baby, I won’t let you hit the ground.”

Nolan’s migraines can make home life a little harder. But it also helped make you an even more patient person. Nolan is already a super tolerant and chill dude. So the calmest of the two of you just flows together when he’s feeling unwell.

Yet, Nolan is so fun when he’s feeling good. He has a really dry and witty sense of humor. And he laughs at really stupid things. He loves that he can make you laugh.

Nolan secretly loves when you braid his hair back so it’ll fit nice in his helmet. Once you braided it into a bun and he felt so gorgeous. The boys started calling him princess patty.

Nolan likes to be little spoon 40% of the time, but 60% of the time he wants you laying on his chest.

Nolan taught you how to fish. It was his favourite thing ever. He’s actually a pretty good teacher with things. Always patient, calm, and he gives pretty good directions. He has the photo of you holding the fish you caught in his wallet. Written on the bottom of the worn-out photo is Nolan’s sloppy handwriting, “honey’s first catch”.

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laurenairay · 2 years

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Congrats! Could you maybe do the 10th prompt with someone like Nolan Patrick or Big Rig (jamie Oleksiak)? Thanks!!!

Thanks for this one anon! I chose Nolan as I haven’t written for him in ages – I hope you enjoy it!

“It’s locked!” “You mean we’re stuck in here?”

Words: 1.3k

Katia and Max sure knew how to throw a party. It was early in the season, just a team and friends get-together, and the house was absolutely full of people. Music filled the air, drinks were flowing, and the caterers had put together an incredible spread of food. It was the perfect way to spend an evening.

“Shit, how can we be running low already?”

You turned your head where you standing talking to some of the rookies in the kitchen, frowning as you saw Katia standing on the back porch, hands on hips.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, walking over to her.

The last thing she needed as hostess was to be stressing out.

“The beers are running low. Already. I swear every year I forget just how much these guys can pour away,” she huffed, rolling her eyes fondly.

“Shit, that’s not good,” you grimaced. Already?

“Well, I did put a few more cases down the basement. I’ll have to ask Max to order a delivery of some more while those chill,” she shrugged, “might as well put the rookies to good use.”

“Aww no those boys are too nervous to do anything but drop the cases. I’ll grab them,” you snickered.

First big team party for a lot of those young boys, bless their hearts.

“Are you sure? I mean, I’d happily ask some of the guys to do it,” she frowned.

“It’s fine, I don’t go to the gym just for the sauna,” you grinned.

She laughed but nodded, so you wasted no time in heading back inside the house and walking out into the hallway to where the basement door was. You’d never actually gone down here before, but it couldn’t be that bad, right? Admittedly, the door was a little stiff, but you wrenched it open and headed down the stairs, flicking on the light as you went. Cases, cases, cases…ah, there they were. But as you strolled across the basement floor, the door at the top of the stairs opened again, and a large body blocked the light briefly, before heading down the stairs too, the door closing behind him.

Oh, great. Of all the people to come down here, it just had to be Nolan Patrick.

The two of you had an interesting relationship, to say the least. Ever since he was traded to the team, the two of you had always found yourselves snipping at each other, little cutting comments, rolling eyes, glares…it was stupid. You couldn’t even remember how it started, but you knew that even being alone in the same room as him made you grit your teeth.

“What are you doing down here?” he frowned.

“Katia needed more beers – I offered to bring some cases up,” you said simply, “So why are you down here?”

“Patches said he needed to order more beer and asked me to bring up what they had down here,” he said shortly, “So you can leave this to me.”

Asshole.

“Fine, they don’t need both of us to bring up the drinks,” you muttered, turning back around.

But as you walked back up the stairs and tried the door handle, it wouldn’t budge. Like, not even a little bit. Just your fucking luck.

“It’s locked!” you groaned, stomping back down the stairs to stand in front of him again.

“You mean we’re stuck in here?” he said, almost as if he was in disbelief.

“Charming,” you said dryly, “It’s not like I’d want to be stuck down here with you anyway.”

Nolan’s face transformed into a truly spectacular scowl, making you roll your eyes. Drama queen.

“Look, just text Eichs or Howdy, they can open it up from the other side. Or at least bust the door down,” you shrugged.

“Fine,” Nolan muttered.

You pursed your lips at his attitude, staring him down as he pulled out his phone, typing away for a few seconds before he shoved it back in his pocket, sullen look on his face not shifting.

“What’s your problem, man?” you eventually said, folding your arms over your chest.

“My problem?” Nolan scoffed.

“Yeah your problem. With me. Whenever you’re near me, it’s like you can’t help but make sarcastic comments or scowl or just be a plain old asshole. What the fuck did I do to deserve that, huh?”

His cheeks flushed as your words hit home, eyes narrowing in a glare.

“Maybe you’re just irritating as shit, huh? Did you ever think about that?” Nolan shot back.

You inhaled sharply at his nasty words, trying to school your face not to reflect how much that hurt, but Nolan’s eyes widened slightly as he saw your reaction anyway. You just forced your face into something neutral, and gave him the most unimpressed look you could, hoping he would buy it.

“I guess if I’m that irritating, then we just shouldn’t talk while we’re down here, hm?” you said coldly.

“Fine by me,” Nolan muttered.

You pressed your lips flat, trying not to snap back at him again, even if he deserved it. Maybe you’re just irritating as shit. That…that hurt far more than you’d ever admit, especially to him. Who was he to talk to you like that? The minutes ticked by slowly, the annoyance swirling around your blood like electricity, and you could see he was just as restless, picking at his nails and not even looking in your direction. Fuck him. Fuck him. Just as you opened your mouth to say something, anything, three thumps sounded on the door.

“Are you alright down there?”

Jack. Thank fuck for that.

“Well I haven’t strangled him yet, so there’s still hope!” you called back.

The door was wrenched open, Jack’s laughter spilling down the stairs, and you wasted no time barging past Nolan to walk up the stairs and into the hallway. Freedom.

“You know, when Patty said he was locked down in the basement and could I pretty please come rescue him, he didn’t mention that he was stuck down here with you,” Jack mused.

Nolan’s cheeks flushed dark, and he glared at his teammate who only smirked back at him. Brilliant.

“Always the charmer, Patty,” you said with a fake smile, “Like a dozen guys right now wouldn’t give up their left foot to be stuck in a basement with me.”

Nolan’s glare turned into a full-on scowl and Jack just hooted with laughter, looping his arm through yours.

“Claws away, ouch,” Jack snickered.

At least someone valued your sharp side. “You don’t mind carrying through the cases that Katia asked for by yourself, right?”

It was the reason the two of you had even gone in the basement, after all. And if Nolan was going to be a bitch, then he could damn well deal with it himself. Nolan pressed his lips together in annoyance but turned on his heel, walking back down into the basement.

“One day, he’s going to learn that pulling pigtails is not an effective way to flirt,” Jack smirked, guiding you into the kitchen.

Wait, what?

“Pulling pigtails? You can’t be serious,” you said incredulously.

Maybe you’re just irritating as shit. Yeah, he had a funny way of flirting – absolutely not.

“I’m just saying. I see the way he looks at you, before you notice him and he turns that look into a scowl,” Jack shrugged, eyes sparkling with laughter.

“You’re full of shit, Jack Eichel. Get me a drink,” you said, unamused.

Jack threw his head back with laughter, making you smile without being able to help yourself, but did as you asked, stepping forward to open the kitchen fridge. As he rooted around, you found your eyes drifting back across the room, to the doorway that Nolan was stepping through, holding two cases of beers. His eyes caught with yours, before flicking down to your smile, and he quickly looked away, making you hum in thought.

Maybe. Just maybe.

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swissboyhisch · 1 year

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NOLAN PATRICK REC LIST

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Orange (18+) by @spookyscarysalamander A noise complaint turns into something a little more.

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UPDATED: 13/5/23

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nolanscheeks · 2 years

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teaching nolan to speak portuguese ?

Your first language is Portuguese/you learned it in school and Nolan loved listening to you speak it. He would often ask you to say things in Portuguese. One day, you decided you had been doing enough translating so it was time for him to learn it. So you got him a subscription to DuoLingo and sat him down with your computer and told him to study. He laughed and wrapped his arms around you, pulled you onto his lap and started the lesson.

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harlowhockeystick · 2 months

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just got this idea, and it fits perfectly with nolan and princess.

"i don't like him." nolan pouts, sitting on the edge of the bathtub watching princess get ready for bed. he watches her roll her eyes as she spreads night cream on her cheeks.

"you just met him!" she counters back, brushing through her hair before turning around to face him. "give the boy a chance. you gotta stop scaring off every boy our girls bring home."

now it's nolan's turn to roll his eyes, walking into the bedroom where he tosses the bedspread and sheets up in frustration. he got a bad vibe as soon as he shook the boys hand, it was weak and his palms were sweaty. he didn't think anyone would be good enough for his girls.

tension is radiating off of nolan as princess tries to read her book, but she can't because she can feel his frustration. "wanna talk about it?" she puts her book down on her nightstand and shifting her body slightly to face him in bed.

his stare is burning holes into the wall across from him, his arms closed across his chest. he was tense and at this point not even one of his wife's muscle relaxing massage's could fix it.

"i just- this kid comes into our house, eats food that we cook him, and has the fucking nerve to disrespect us like that? disrespect you?"

"nolie he didn't even-"

"no! no i don't wanna hear it because so what the steak wasn't cooked just the way he liked it?" nolan rambled on and on about how he felt the boy that gemma brought home for dinner was apparently the worst abomination to humanity.

nolan had the worst habit of doing this. tormenting and getting pissed off at the dates they bring home. the first time this happened he had to apologize to gemma or he was going to have the couch for the night.

"are you done now?" princess asked when he stopped to take a breath. he looked over at her soft face, calm expression and at ease posture in her baby pink silk pajama set.

he took a breath before leaning his head back against the pillows. "you have to stop this," he turns his head to make eye contact. deep deep down, he knows she is right. "cause if you keep going, none of them are going to bring boys home because they'll be too embarrassed. not scared, embarrassed. then we won't get to meet the boys they date at all."

nolan sighs and the guilt catches up to him. he always knew from the time he held gemma, hazel, and blair in his arms when they were born that he would do anything to protect them. he would do whatever it took to protect them from any sort of harm because he wanted the best for them.

princess could read nolan like a book, she always could. she knew that he, deep down, was scared of losing them. he was scared of the day when they would go off to college and move out. he was scared of the day when they would stop depending on him.

"you're a great dad nolan, but you gotta let them figure out things on their own too. even if the boys are dumb. boys are always dumb."

nolan nods his head with a chuckle. "i'm not dumb though, am i?"

princess giggles and turns to switch off her lamp, pulling the bedsheet over her shoulder. "no, you're a man." nolan presses a soft kiss against her lips and smiles, closing his eyes now that he's calmed down.

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hockeyboysimagines · 1 year

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Hi! Could I request the prompt 7 from the romance list, about calling when you arrive at home. After a date and some kissing when Nolan drops you home, you tell him to call once he arrives and he gets all blushy and cute because no one had told him that after a date. Super cute?!? I just need Nolan trying to be all serious and deadpan but his so breaking him a little bit and getting cute reactions.

Love this! Thanks for requesting🤍

The date had been great.

Wine, food, a nice walk through town, and pleasant conversation, which was a surprise in itself. You’d never really heard Nolan speak in a complete sentence until recently, and you were surprised at how well spoken he actually was.

You didn’t even really know him that well. You were mutual friends of mutual friends who ran in the same social circle, but you’d only ever had a handful of short conversations. And then a random chance encounter just two weeks ago had brought you together.

You’d been on the side of the road for almost 30 minutes, waiting for your car to stop smoking. A handful of cars had driven right past, even after seeing you standing in front of it, hood popped as black smoke poured out from underneath it, and still opted not to stop.

Stranded in a no service area, with a dead car had your anxiety through the roof, when you heard an approaching car start to slow, and the crunch the gravel behind your car as it came to a stop.

As you peered around the side, Nolan stepped out, and then smiled a little.

“Hi. Y/N right?” He asked as he approached.

You smiled “Yes. And your Nolan.”

He nodded before he turned to look at your car “So I’m assuming your having some car trouble here.”

You laughed a little “What gave it away?”

“I’m just good like that. Let me take a look here.” He side stepped you, arm brushing your own and leaned into engine bay. After a few moments her turned and looked at you awkwardly.

“I actually don’t know anything about cars, so I can’t help you. But what I can do is give you a ride wherever it was you were going.” He jingled his keys and stood waiting for you to answer.

“Could you? That would be great. I was just heading home.”

“No problem.”

You closed your hood, grabbed anything important from your car and locked it

before you heaved yourself inside Nolan’s Jeep and buckled your seatbelt.

“Do you need to call someone to get your car or-?”

“Yeah I figured I’d just have it towed or something. Thanks again by the way, who knows how long I’d be stuck there if you hadn’t stopped. Glad you didn’t think I was a serial killer or something.”

Nolan was quiet before he glanced over very slowly “That’s silly. The odds of two serial killers being in the same car are slim to none.”

You stared at each other for a long time before you both burst out laughing.

“Kidding of course.” He said chuckling “But I’m sure someone would have stopped. A pretty girl on the side of the road?”

You were about to respond when the word registered in your brain.

Pretty.

“You think I’m pretty?”

“Everyone does.”

“They do not-“

“Yes they do. Every single person we know. Trust me.”

You didn’t say anything for a few minutes before you spoke again “You know I think this is the first time we’ve actually really talked you and I?”

“It is. It’s nice. Not the most outgoing guy in the world, but I always wanted to talk to you.”

“Why didn’t you?” You asked turning to him. You had always known he was attractive but now that you really looked at him, you understood why girls threw themselves at him.

“I don’t know. Our friends would never let us live it down, and I’ve never seen you without them around so…”

“True. Well I’m glad we got to have our first real conversation.”

And that was it. You’d exchanged numbers, and an awkward goodbye. You were internally squealing when he texted you the first time, and from that point forward you talked non stop. About everything. Hockey, family, friends, life, dreams, goals all of it. You got to see the real Nolan. Not just the Nolan everyone else saw, he was in there too, but the real Nolan was something special.

After two weeks, he finally asked you the question you’d been dying to hear.

So I’ve been thinking.

That’s a dangerous pastime Nolan.

Ha ha. I was going to say we should go out, but if your going to be rude like that.

Go out? Like a date?

Three dots appeared and then disappeared several times as you waited holding your breath. Buy the time he finally answered you, your face was turning blue and your lungs had practically shriveled.

Sure. If you wanna call it a date.

Because no one was home, you let out a high pitched screech of excitement, propelling yourself backwards on to your bed, and kicked your feet several times.

And it was great.

The only bad part was it was winding down. You were about 10 minutes from home and you were feeling sad that it was over.

When Nolan walked you to the door, you turned to him.

“I had a nice time.”

“Eh it was okay.”

Your jaw dropped and he started laughing “I’m kidding, I had a great time with you tonight. Do you wanna maybe do it again sometime soon?”

“Hmmmmm.” You tipped your head back and looked at the night sky “I think that would be okay.”

“So if I wanted to kiss you, would that be okay?”

Your heart lept so hard into your so hard you were afraid it was going to fly out of your mouth and you’d die right there before he even got the chance. You swallowed thickly before you nodded.

He took a large step forward, large hands coming to rest on either side of your face. You never wanted to kiss anyone again after that. It was sweet and slow, but also heavy and while you could barely breathe because he was drowning you with his lips you never ever wanted him to stop. You backed up so he had you up against the side of your porch, hands everywhere.

Nolan wanted you so bad, and while it would have been simple to let it carry into your house and up to your room, he finally pulled away from you. His cheeks were fire red, but he had a smile on his face.

“Now that was more than okay.”

He stepped forward again, leaning down to give you another very short one before he took a step back and gave you a smile.

“Goodnight Y/N.”

“Goodnight Nolan.”

As he walked down your front walk you called to him “Call me when you get home, so I know you’re safe.”

He stopped and turned “What?”

“I said, call me when you get home, so I know you made it safely.”

“Your worried…about me making it home safe?” He looked both confused and flattered, mouth hanging open.

“Of course. Should I not be?”

“No one-no one’s ever said that to me.”

“Well I am. I wouldn’t want you to you know…pick up a serial killer or something.”

Nolan chuckled, eyes sparkling as he turned and walked to his car, knowing for sure that later that evening, he would be dreaming of you.

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