okay so we didnt even KNOw this happened until they talked bout it in the sott premiere but! they literally spent a whole goddamn day togetherjust dedicated to listening to ?? sott?? hs1?? i feel like they listened to the whole fucking album but im also pretty sure nick was like ‘no i didnt hear the album before!! this is all new!!’ when harry went on for the hs1 premiere but whatever nicks a fuckin liar we all kno it
im dying it was one album song like IT TAKES LESS THAN AN HOUR and they met up in the MORNING and didnt listen till afterNOON whatthe FUCK they literally spent all DAY together cos they were so NERVOUS what fools
then we were all like HEY I HOPE HE STILL MAKES THE PREMIERE cos liek we didnt know he was busy so when he rocked up to host this car gig or whatever we were all like hmm proud of u host grimshaw but also hun :/
and also the bleach makeup launch was on that night so like a lot of harrys close ldn crew pals missed the ldn premiere too and we were all like awww poor harry
When I was a child, I realized that the camera was designed exactly like the human eye, taking in light through a lens, forming it into images. I began taking as many pictures of eyes as I possibly could. I’d like to tell you the story of the eyes that changed my world.
I Origins (2014), dir. Mike Cahill
I open my eyes and immediately shut them.
The room is spinning around me and my head is pounding. Okay body, I get it, I
didn’t need the last appletini… or the last three.
I sit down, my eyes still shut and I rub my
temples, trying to get my headache to go away. I open my eyes and I’m blind for
a second until they adjust to the light that comes in through the window. I’m
sitting on the couch at Alyssa’s place; Emily and Brit are peacefully asleep
next to me. I groan, my head is killing me, and I walk to the bathroom looking
for some advil.
“Give me some of that, (y/n)” someone
whispers behind me when I finally find the container in the bathroom cabinet.
“Here” I say, giving Al a couple pills
“Cheers” and we both swallow the medicine.
“I’m never drinking again” Marta says from
the bed and I smirk. It is always the same old tale: we go out, drink too much,
extreme hangover, I’m never doing this again and repeat.
“Whatever you say, Mar” I answer and I give
her a pill.
I walk back to the living room, putting the
medicine container on the coffee table and grabbing my phone from my bag on the
floor. I have a text message.
beautiful. I got you five tickets for tonight’s game. Good seats.
I smile, remembering what happened last
night. Did I really meet Jamie fucking Benn? Ugh, someone pinch me.
Thanks, that’s so incredibly nice of you.
I don’t have to wait long before he texts
my pleasure. Good night?
I smile and type back an answer.
I have never heard that before. That bad, huh?
By this time I’m smiling like an idiot.
to a hockey game is probably the worst idea ever.
I tease him. A couple minutes go by and I’m
worried I’ve screwed up. I was just joking. I rub my eyes when I hear the sound
of a text message.
stand me up. Gotta go, but I’ll see you tonight. Your tickets will be at the
box office, just tell them your name.
I send him back a goodbye and lock up my
phone, my mind racing. I can’t believe that this is happening to me. I’ve had a
crush on Jamie Benn since he started playing for the Dallas Stars, but I’m not
the kind of girl that goes to the bars players go to and throw themselves at
them like they are Gods. I am the kind of girl who thinks she is not pretty
enough for them and it is happy with seeing them at hockey games. Wasn’t I
“Earth to (y/n)” Emily says and I snap back
to reality “who were you texting with?”
shrug and they know it isn’t my mom.
“Oh no…” they say and start chuckling “you
“No, I’m not”
“Oh yes, you are” Brit says and I try hide
my face with a cushion “You were texting a guy”
“And not just any guy… you were texting
Jamie Benn” and all of them laugh while my face turns red.
“What are you two talking about?” Alyssa
tries to grab my phone from my hand and I give her a dirty look.
“He was telling me about the five tickets
for tonight’s game that he has left for me at the box office” I tell them and I
can see their jaws drop “so I guess I have to find another four people to come
“We are going to the game tonight?” Marta
asks, getting on her feet.
“Who says I am taking you?” I ask, raising
“You are kidding… right?” Emily looks at me
and I can’t keep a straight face.
“Yes, I am kidding. Who else would I want
to take with me?”
“Bye girls, I need to go get ready” Marta
walks out the door before we can even say goodbye.
“I thiiiiink I’m gonna go too” Brit follows
“Did I say Fashion Week instead of hockey
game?” and Em, Al and I laugh.
When I get to the main entrance of the
American Airlines Center everyone is already here. Everyone is looking good in
victory green and I smile. I’m wearing my Jamie Benn jersey; it is the reason
of why I am slightly late. I was debating on whether wear or not, I don’t want
to look too desperate.
“Hi, I’m (y/n). Jamie Benn has left tick…”
“Yeah, here they are” the woman says,
handing them to me. “Best seats in the arena. Enjoy!”
Best seats on the arena? Her words keep going
around in my mind while we walk to the door and hand the man our tickets.
“First door in and all the way down. Enjoy”
he indicates us and I smile politely.
We make our way to the seats and realize
that the lady wasn’t kidding, first row seats right by the penalty box. A girl
around our age is waiting for us there.
“Hi, you must be (y/n)” she says to me and
I nod “Food and drinks are included with your tickets and Mr. Benn has asked me
to tell you that you are expected in the locker room after the game”
“Uhh, thank you” I stumble with my words
and she just gives me a nod and a smile and leaves.
“This is amazing” I hear one of my friends
say, but I don’t really follow the conversation as the Stars make their way to
Jamie comes out last, but his eyes are
quick to scan the area until they land on me. He smirks and I give him a shy
smile. The Stars warm up and my friends are about to go crazy and jump the
glass to get to ice.
“Girls, play it cool!” I whisper to them
and they look at me for a second before sitting up straight and pretend they
are not interested at all.
I shake my head, my eyes back to the ice
when I see Jordie, Tyler and Jamie looking straight at us and my cheeks heat up
“They are looking at us” Emily says.
“Play it cool, girls, play it cool” Brit
mocks at me and I give them a dirty look.
The game starts and we are definitely not
playing it cool, we are screaming and cheering and booing and chirping. We are
on full hockey mode. The game is rough, lots of hits and checks that are
uncalled until I hear a whistle and look back, a fight breaking on the ice. Of
course, Antoine Roussel is involved in it, fighting a guy who has nothing to do
against the player with more penalty minutes in the NHL. The refs are taking
both of them to the sin bin when two pairs of gloves fly out and two players
are going at it when the puck isn’t on play. Punches are flying and the fight
is rough when I see the 14 on the green jersey. I’m pretty sure I go white,
because my friends shake me a little to get my attention.
“Hey, (y/n). He is a big boy, he is gonna
be fine” I can just nod.
They both fall down the ice and I can see
the blood on the ice, I can’t even react as everyone gets on their feet and
give Jamie an ovation while he skates right to the locker room after being
punished with a 12 minutes for fighting and other penalties.
“Your boyfriend is a feisty little thing”
Emily says and I roll my eyes.
The game is scoreless at the end of the
first period and we sigh. Deciding to get some food and try to calm down. When
the players come back to the ice I see Jamie skating right to the penalty box.
He looks at me and I do the same for what it seems like forever until I shake
my head, letting him know that I’m not ok with him fighting like that and he
winks at me. After three minutes Jamie is allowed to go back to the ice and he
skates out of the penalty box as fast as he can, stealing the puck from a
defenseman and skating by himself to the net, where he shoots and scores. We
don’t even have enough time to celebrate, because thirty seconds later he
scores a second one.
“We want a hat trick, Jamie” my friends are
screaming beside me and I can’t help it but to laugh.
Second period ends with a two scores lead
and everyone cheers. Marta and Brit go get supplies for the last period and I
try to relax on my seat when I get a text.
hope you are enjoying the game
I smile, typing a quick answer since I know
he won’t have much time to see it.
this crazy dude beat the shit outta someone
I can almost see him smiling typing down
you liked it
really, I’m worried. He might be hurt.
I get no answer, but I hear the people
cheering and I know the team is back on the ice. The third period starts and
there isn’t much action until the very last minute when the Bennguin connection
starts working and Tyler and Jamie pass the puck between them and going all the
way to the net. Jamie has a clear chance to score, but he passes the puck to
Tyler and he scores.
“He could’ve had a hat trick” the man
behind me says in disbelief and I can’t stop but to be mad at him for giving
that goal to Tyler.
The Stars win and we make our way to the
locker rooms. We have no idea of where we are going and by the time we get
there many players are outside talking with their families and friends on the
hall. We stand there awkwardly, making small talk until I see Jamie walking off
the locker room and walking towards me. I decide to meet him half way.
“I am fine” he tells me before I can say
anything “bruised knuckles, you should’ve seen the other guy”
“You are an idiot” I say, looking at his
knuckles and then at him.
“And for not getting that hat trick” I
remind him and he smirks.
“Maybe next game” He says and I roll my
eyes, “but I didn’t want to spend all my luck on the ice”
I look at him like he is crazy and gives me
a little hit on my chin.
“I need the rest of my luck to ask you out”
he whispers and I blush furiously. “Say yes?”