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Happy 20th Birthday, Kale Clague!
June 05, 2018
I thank god everyday that Auston Matthews was two days too young for the 2015 NHL Draft
A years difference...NHL puberty pt. 2
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Pierre-Luc Dubois Imagine #1
Warnings: angst, swearing, children, crying, teenage pregnancy AN: Hello! Once again, I'm back with some angst for you guys! Today I thought I give some love to Pierre-Luc Dubois. Anyways, enjoy reading, my requests are open! Also, I'm not really happy with the result, but I wanted to publish something today, so here you go! Everyday, you regretted a decision you had made. No, it was not deciding to have your son at the age of 17, but it was not telling the father about the child. Your son was already turning 1, the time went by so fast. Pierre-Luc had no idea of your shared son, Wolf. Every time you looked in your son's eyes, you could see his father in him. Why had you left in the first place? Well, you were only seventeen and Pierre was getting drafted that year, you didn't want to ruin his career. In your opinion, his first priority was hockey. You didn't want to change that. The night you found out you were pregnant you had just got up and left. Tonight, you felt like enough was enough and you picked up your phone to call Pierre. You pressed on Pierre's name, nervously. After a while, he picked up. "Hello, Y/N?" he asked you in confusion. You panicked after you heard his voice. "Why am I doing this?" you thought. After he repeated your name you decided to gather your thoughts and be brave. "Hi Pierre.. it's me, Y/N," you managed to stutter out. "Why are you calling me? I've moved on with my life and you should've too," he said in frustration. His words hurt, they really did. But at the same time he had the right to be angry, you had just left after all. "Umm.. can we meet up or something? This has nothing to do with our relationship, there's just something you really need to know," you told him. "Really Y/N? You decide to call me after almost 2 years and expect me to meet up with you? Fine, I'll come. No funny business, though." "Sidestreet Cafe, tomorrow at 3?" you asked. "Sure," he hung up. You entered the cafe, eyes searching for your ex. Once you spotted him in the corner, you approached him. He stood up to greet you. "What's up?" he asked you as the two of you sat down. You gulped. After a moment of silence you opened your mouth; "you know that night I just left? Well I came here to tell you why." "That night... I found out I was pregnant, you have a son now," you continued. You watched Pierre almost choke on his coffee in shock. "What the fuck Y/N? You know I would've supported you! You can't just leave things like this untold!" "You have every right to be angry with me, but please, our son needs a father," you whimpered staring at him straight in the eye. "Why? I loved you and I never got to tell you and you just got up and left! I still love you for god's sake!" You were taken back by his words, he indeed had never told you he loved you. You had always loved him, still did. "I did it because I love you and I didn't want to ruin your career! You were getting drafted and all! Also, I was goddamn seventeen years old, you couldn't have expected for me to make mature decisions!" You didn't even notice you were crying until Pierre bent over to wipe your tears and give a kiss filled with so much love. Once the two of you pulled away, he said "Well, let's go see our son then." Once you arrived home, you opened the door and your one year old came running towards you. You picked him up and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Once you had dismissed the nanny, you invited Pierre-Luc inside. He stared at your son for a while, tears building up in his eyes. "C-can I hold him?" he practically cried. You smiled and handed him over to Pierre-Luc. "What's his name?" The love of your life asked you with tears of mixed emotions running down his cheeks. "His name is Wolf Dubois," you told him. "Can we be a family, will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend again and being the father of our child? Will you let me have you guys as my number one priority?" "Yes!" you sobbed.
Nolan and kale outshining one direction source: kale
Kale Clague; 2nd Round, 51st Overall by the Los Angeles Kings