#that’s a screenshot of one of her friends’ posts but she is fond of Mitch too
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whoever it was that said the explanation for my mom being a Leafs fan (despite being raised by a diehard Habs fan) was probably at least partly “she was charmed into it by some specific hotshot player back in the day”, you were right and we now know which one lmao
#that’s a screenshot of one of her friends’ posts but she is fond of Mitch too#I think Jack is her favourite current Leaf by a mile tho#toronto maple leafs
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Found you (AustonxAshley)
Author’s notes: Am I aware that this timeline is fucked? hella. However I don’t really care that much. Sorry if you do but oops.
I was laying on the floor of my kitchen scrolling through my instagram. The day at school had been absolutely horrendous and sometimes you just get in a mood and need to cry on your floor for a bit and need someone to care for you. Nothing wrong with that. Except that I had no one to take care of me and I was just moody on the floor but oh well that didn’t matter much.
I kept scrolling through my instagram until I got a text from my friend.
‘K I couldn’t care less about your sports shit but like some hockey boy is looking for you and I think you showed me his butt one time?’
Almost immediately my mind went to Auston but it couldn’t be, there was no one way in hell he even remembered my name let alone be trying to find me.
‘Sure Leah whatever you say, I really believe you.’ I replied to her rolling my eyes.
After a little while of laying on the floor I got up and started making some pasta for dinner before the hockey game. I called Grandma too to talk to her about how awful the people of my program were today and to talk through the hockey games.
“What games do you get tonight?” I asked her while stirring the pot.
“I get the Capitals vs Vancouver and eeeew the Leafs vs Nashville.”
“Oh yikes. Which are you gonna watch?”
“I’m gonna have to watch the leafs, I can’t stand Ovetchkin.”
“Poor grandma.”
“I hate the leafs but I hate the Capitals more.”
“I know you do.” I said putting the phone on speaker and sitting down to watch the game.
“And who are you going to root for?”
“Nashville of course.”
“Oh no but what about Fredrik Andersen? And little sunshine william? Oh and who could forget Aaaauston.” she was teasing me, knowing that I made a special exception for those three. And sometimes Mitch depending on what he was doing.
“Yeah, yeah whatever. I love them. They are the exception. Go Nashville and Freddie and Auston and William. That’s it.”
“You better not be rooting for the leafs tonight.” Grandma hadn’t liked the leafs in a long long time. She got me into the sports I liked and she let me know who we like and don’t like. Sure I was able to go off and like whoever I wanted but the leafs sure made it easy to not be a super big fan of, messing things up all the time. But those three were my boys and I was always rooting for them and Grandma knew that.
“I won’t, God. But if Auston gets a goal I’m gonna yell.”
“Like he did when you punched him in the face the other day?”
“Grandmaaaaa I didn’t mean to! It was an accident.” my whole family had been teasing me about this for the past two days and I was still just as embarrassed about it as I had been when I called grandma frantically from the ramp as soon as I was out of Auston’s sight.
“A vicious little thing.”
“No I’m not I love him.”
“Tell that to your fists.”
“You’re annoying.” I said with a big mouthful of pasta making her laugh at me.
“I’m just teasing, dear.”
“Speaking of annoying I don’t like this person singing the national anthem.”
“When do you ever?”
“When George Canyon does it.” and with that the game started and we just talked about the game, me not having enough hockey knowledge to completely understand everything going on and some of the calls or rules. I was relatively new to hockey and this was my first full season watching. They kept showing Auston and everytime they did I got teased again. It was a loooong first period. A bunch of commercials came on and I was walking around my house still talking to grandma.
“Ooooh Ashley, they’re interviewing Auston.”
“What?!” I yelled running over and jumping on the couch. “I almost just fell off the couch trying to get here to see him.”
“Oh my god did you do that to his face?!”
“It was an accident! How many times do I have to say it uugh.” I was about to continue but was shushed. I pouted but then paid attention to the tv.
“So Auston you’ve got quite the bruise right now, what happened there?” the reporter asked him, he nervously chuckled before answering with a smile.
“Yeah uh a girl punched me in the face. Scratched me too.” he said it with a fond smile. “When I went to the Jays game with uh Mitch. She was standing in front of me ya know at the high valley concert and she got excited and stuff. She didn’t mean it. She even took care of me after to make sure I was okay.”
“That was nice of her. Does this mystery punch girl have a name?”
“Yeah Ashley.”
“Are you going to be seeing this Ashley again?”
“Uh haha I uh I hope so. I’ve been trying to find her. But uh who knows? She turned down my offer to sit in the suite with me, Mitchie, Freddie, and Will to sit in nose-bleed seats so really who knows?” he was still smiling though.
“Alright well thank you for your time and good luck finding her.”
“Yeah no problem, thanks I appreciate it.” Auston got serious again and left for the dressing room.
“Hellooooo?” Grandma said on the other line.
“Um hi yes? Hello.”
“Did you catch all that?”
“Um yes I think?”
“Auston is looking for yoooou.”
“This is nuts. No way. This is the literal best news I’ve heard in my life.”
“You know what else is nuts? You giving up a chance to sit with all your favourite boys to sit in your seat with all those party poopers around you.”
“Okay but I didn’t know they’d be party poopers and the seat was great. If the Jays had won it would’ve been perfect.”
“Well you’re a jinx.”
“No I am not!” just then grandma let out a big laugh. A suspicious one for sure. “What are you laughing at over there?”
“They just showed video of you punching Auston Matthews in the face.”
“NO THEY DIDN’T.”
“Yes they did so!”
“Oh no.”
“Could you be any less graceful do you think?”
“No probably not.” I groaned going back over to the tv to see it again. “That really wasn’t very graceful was it?”
“Not even a little bit.”
“Literally everyone I know is laughing at me right now.”
“I’m sure it’s not that bad.”
“No grandma you don’t get it. Every person I know is messaging me laughing at me. This has gone all over the place and now I keep getting texts and messages about it. I’m never going to live this down ever.”
“Oh come of it. That’s a little dramatic don’t you think?”
“If I were laying on the floor, THAT would be a little dramatic. This is the perfect amount of dramatic.”
“Are you gonna try to reach out to him?”
“ARE YOU CRAZY?! NO!!”
“What do you mean no? You’ve been all about Auston this whole season and now he’s trying to find you.”
“Why would be ever want to find me? That would be so dumb of him.”
“Stop that right now. Did you see the big smile on his face when he was asked about that bruise?”
“Yeees.” I said quietly blushing and smiling.
“Just try it.”
“I’m going to put one thing on social media. And if nothing happens, then I guess that’s it.”
“Yes do it. I really think you should. Get your hockey boy.”
“Alright fine. I just need to think of the right thing to say first..” I thought about it for a while during the beginning half of the second period before I found what I thought was the right thing that would let him know for sure it was the same sarcastic girl he met the other day. I took screenshots of my phone blowing up and then went to twitter and I wrote out ‘Thanks to @AM34 and @sportsnet for exposing me to all of Canada lmao’. I thought it was funny. It made me laugh at least. I went back to watching the game and during second intermission I paid a little more attention.
“I wonder if anyone has seen your post yet.”
“Yeah I dunno. I guess we’ll see.” I was really nervous about this. A lot more people than usual had retweeted my post and just overall interacted with it last time I had checked but still not enough to really make any impact I didn’t think.
“Did you really need to be that sarcastic?” Grandma asked laughing as I ran back to the tv.
“God I didn’t think it would be on tv jeeeeeeez.”
“Well on the plus side I think that Auston is gonna see it for sure now.”
“Look how many people tagged him! This is crazy. I’m gonna die.”
“Now THAT is too dramatic.”
“I don’t think so. I feel like I’m gonna die.”
“No you don’t. You’re just nervous. All you can do now is wait, my dear.” she said still laughing at me. “Let’s just watch the game and see what happens. You’ll have to keep me updated on this one though for sure.”
“Well duh. If this works out you get to meet Auston Matthews. Are you excited?”
“Oh yeah thrilled.” she said sarcastically.
“I can hear you rolling your eyes at me. Stop it.” we watched the whole game with lots of teasing of course to me about the whole thing. I continued to cheer for Nashville though. “Wow Kevin Fiala is a beautiful man.”
“You’re ridiculous.”
“What?! He is!” I said defensively.
“If this goes into overtime I’m not gonna be happy.” she said changing the subject.
“Why not? Overtime is fun.”
“Oh pfft sure. This from the same girl that just yells the entire 5 minutes.”
“Oh wow well I woooonder who I got that from?”
“I’m sure I don’t know.”
“Of course you don’t. It’s not like you were the one who made me love hockey or anything.”
“Nope not me.” I rolled my eyes as the clock was running out.
“Looks like we get some overtime Grandma.”
“Darn.” after the break they came back for it and I was excited.
“I love overtime.”
“No you don’t. You love shootouts.”
“K, well yeah but I need to go through overtime first.”
“No shootout. I have to get up early tomorrow.”
“Yes shootout.” we watched the overtime and it was almost done and I was getting more excited for the shootout that would follow but with 15 seconds left Auston got a goal. “YES WOW YAY.”
“What was that?!”
“Oops.”
“Oops she says. God I thought you were rooting for Nashville.”
“In my defense I did say that if Auston scored I was gonna yell.”
“You’re a goofball. I’m going to bed, I’ll talk to you tomorrow and you can tell me all about what happens the rest of tonight.”
“Okay, bye grandma, love you. Goodnight.”
“Love you too. Bye sweetie.”
I hang up the phone and continue watching sportsnet. They interview Auston again and I pay very close attention to that although I didn’t care for his lame nervous hockey answers, I wanted to know if they say anything about my post. They don’t until the very end.
“One more thing Auston and then we’ll let you go. During first intermission you were talking about a mystery girl named Ashley. She reached out on twitter.”
“Wait she did? Uh what did she say?”
“She thanked you and us for exposing her to Canada with screenshots of her family and friends messaging her about it.”
“That sounds like her for sure.” he said with a laugh. “Well if it makes her feel any better for ‘exposing’ her I dedicate that winning goal to her.”
“So now that you know that she was watching how do you feel about how you played tonight?”
“Well uh pretty good. I mean like, I scored the winning goal and I feel like I played really well tonight so I’m glad she chose tonight to watch.” he said laughing again.
“Alright Auston Congratulations on the win. And thanks for your time.”
“Yeah of course no problem.” Auston left for the locker room and I was freaking out. I went into my room and changed into my pajamas. I got snuggled up into my bed trying to answer all the teasing messages I had received when I got some twitter notifications. The ones that killed me though were the ones from Auston. One was him retweeting and the other was a direct message from him. After talking back and forth a couple times I gave him my number and he called me.
“Hi Ashley.”
“Why hello there Auston.”
“I found you.”
“I would’ve made it easier if I had known I was being looked for.” I said making him laugh.
“Fair enough I suppose. What are you up to?”
“Well it’s like 11 so I’m in my pajamas cuddled up in bed right now.”
“Oh sorry, where you going to sleep? I can never sleep after games, I forget.”
“No don’t worry about it. I get too hyper after games to go to bed. I just like being cozy.”
“You’re ridiculous.” he said laughing again.
“Yeah you aren’t wrong. So what are you up to?”
“I’m driving back to my place.”
“Aah fun times.”
“Yeah I guess. I like driving after games alone. It settles me down. I’m glad Mitch went home with Steph because there is no calming down when Mitch is in the car.”
“Yeah I believe that 100%.” I said laughing.
“He’s like a child on a sugar-high. It’s fucking crazy.”
“He does seem like a lot from what I saw at that ballgame.”
“Why didn’t you come with me at the game?” he asked abruptly.
“Um well I didn’t know who you meant by other friends first of all. I get nervous around groups and didn’t want to be all awkward and annoying to everyone. Besides that I had a really good seat.”
“You don’t like groups and you went to a game by yourself?”
“Yeah.” I said simply.
“How was that different?”
“Baseball games and concerts are the only groups or crowds I can be in without panicking and that’s because I’m just having too much fun to care.”
“What about hockey games?”
“I’ve never been to a hockey game.”
“What? Never?”
“Nope. I can’t afford to. Baseball tickets for where I like to sit are never more than 40$, hockey tickets are hella expensive. Plus I just got into hockey.”
“Hockey tickets aren’t that expensive.” he said quietly.
“Maybe not for you. I’m living off OSAP right now my guy. Not a lot of extra money for hockey.”
“Oh shit I guess not. Alright well I’m back at my place and I desperately need to shower. Can I take you out sometime? Please? Without you punching me in the face this time preferably.”
“Oh my god shut up.” I exclaimed making him laugh. “I’m really sorry about that.”
“I’m not. So what is your answer?”
“I’ll allow it.”
“Okay cool. I’ll text you tomorrow, bye Ashley. It was nice talking to you again.”
“You too, Auston. Bye.” I said with a big smile on my face as I hung up.
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