JACK'S  POV

It's been 2 days since the last time I met Kim. I think our relationship has reached its end. She goes her way, I'll go mine. And the first step will be to stop thinking about her and to pay more attention to the conversation while I'm talking to Trevor. We entered the hotel after our practice. I was still talking to Trevor, but the receptionist called me. "Jack Hughes, come here please." "What's going on?" I questioned while I was walking towards her. "There's something for you, more specifically, a letter." "Huh?" "Oh yeah, and show me your driver's license. We have to follow the rules, ya know." I showed her my license and got the letter. "Thank you," I mumbled as I turned around to go back to Trevor. I'm really confused. It smells like Kim. Oh god. I flipped it and it was from Kim. Why? Why'd she write me a letter? I stopped in the middle of the hotel lounge, I couldn't believe my eyes. "Hey, hey, Jack, what's up, bro?" Trevor started shaking my shoulder. My body just froze. Trevor angrily pulled the letter out of my hands and I looked him in the eyes. "It-it's from Kim." He looked at it. "What did she write?" "I don't know. I'm kinda scared to open it." "Let's go to our room, me and the boys are gonna help you." "No, not the boys." "Why not?" "You know how me and Kim accidentally met 2 days ago? I don't think it was on accident. Quinn was acting weird and I'm pretty sure I saw Peter's car with Peter and Kim in it." "So you don't trust them for that?" "Nope." "Okay, we can handle this by ourselves." "But where? The guys from our team are literally everywhere." "I know a place where they won't be." "Really? Where?" "The hotel gym. Like, we just came from practice, they're all dead." "But I don't wanna work out after the workout." "Dumbass, we won't work out. We're just gonna be in the locker room. Nobody we know is gonna find us or secretly listen to us. And there's one plus. If the coach sees us go there, he'll like us more, because he'll think we work out in our free time." "You're better with the brain than with the puck." "Shut up, Jackiebender."

Me and Trevor sat in the hotel gym locker room. "Trev, you open it," I handed him the letter. "Why me?" He handed it back to me. I handed him the letter one more time. He threw it at me and stated, "don't be a bitch and open the damn envelope, Jack!" Wow, one minute he's calm, and the next minute I feel like he's gonna bite my head off. Anyway, I slowly opened it. My hands were shaking so bad.

"Dear Jack,

I know you're super mad at me, but please read this, we can't leave the things without a proper ending. Everything was great from the start. Remember how I turned around when you tapped my shoulder the first time we met? Yeah, that's when I started catching feelings. You were giving me butterflies. You still give me butterflies. On our first date, when I pulled away and didn't let you kiss me. Damn, I've spent hours regretting this move. When you carried me to the car, because I hurt my ankle on the road trip, I already knew I was in love with you. And then THE Day... Oh my god, you gave me a permanent smile. I couldn't take it off. I believe you were like that too, because most of the time our feelings were kinda connected. For example when you fought on that game. I remember how pissed and upset you were. And so was I. I came into the locker room and saw your bloody face. The only thoughts that went through my head were "is he alright?" and "I want to kill this tall son of a bitch". When I was in Miami, I could feel you were upset. I don't blame you for that, I was acting horrible. I know what made you upset, so let me explain you the situation. This guy's name is Adrian. I met him there. I thought I feel something special for him, but no. I just needed a shoulder to cry on, a person to help me heal the damage. Adrian is staying in Miami and I'm staying here. Even if he lived closer, I would never choose him over you, ever. I can't keep this secret anymore, Jack. I don't wanna live without you. I don't want to exist without seeing your face and your perfectly cute smile. I've never felt this good in my whole life till I met you. No matter how brave I act, I don't spend any single moment without thinking of you. I've spent most of my time daydreaming about how great the rest of my life would be with you. Having you in my life has been the best thing that has happened to me. The biggest mistake I've ever made was when I decided to break up with you. I'll never forgive myself for doing that. And to be honest, I really want you back. I want you back so fucking badly. But as we all know, you can't make a person love you. Love doesn't always give you what you expect from it. It often gives you what you need and what is good for you. Unfortunately, I guess I'm just dumb and not enough for you. And I really need you, but I'm not trying to make you love me if you don't want to. The whole point of this cheesy letter was that I wanted to tell you what I couldn't the last time I saw you. And now when you know everything, it's time for me to finally leave you live your own life.

Best regards,
Kim"

"Bruh, it's fucked up," Trevor whispered. "What-what do I do? She-she wants me back! I-I want her back too! But wait a second, we both kinda broke up with each other one more time? Oh god, why do girls have to be so complicated?" "Man, you gotta see her." "But how do I do that? You want me to show up at her house out of the blue?" He smiled. "Trevor Zegras, you're a genius. But wait, what if nobody's home and I just stand there like an idiot?" "Well, Felix is not coaching us, so he's probably somewhere. Alice goes with him every time, so mommy and daddy Badger are not at home. I already have a plan to find out and be sure that Peter and Kim are at home, so the only thing you gotta do is trust me." "Okay, what's your plan?" He started explaining me the plan. It was pretty complicated, but really smart.

BROOKE'S  POV

I'm almost at the Graffiti Cliffs. Alex wanted to meet me here at 3 pm. I wonder if he wants to apologize or hurt me more. Anyway, I'll be polite and listen to him one more time. I drop a tear from time to time, but it's gonna be fine, I'm mentally stronger than when I was at the horrible party. I stopped the car and turned the engine off. Shivers started appearing on my neck, arms and legs. I took a deep breath and got off the car. Seeing him there made my heart beat faster. "Hey Brookie!" "Don't act like nothing happened. Tell me why I'm here." "You're here, because I want you to hear me apologizing." "Go on." "I know you didn't cheat. I know it's all my fault. Yes, Sabrina was a bitch. Yes, I should've trusted you-" "Stop here. Do you really think that's gonna work? I knew that someday you'd realize what happened. Telling me I was right in several different ways won't fix the emotional damage you caused. It's like if you put a bandage on a broken leg." "Okay, go home if you want to. I just wanted to tell ya that I'm sorry. And that I've never actually stopped loving you." "You've never stopped loving me, huh? I never knew I'm that hard to unlove though." These words made him really confused. "Once you really fall in love with a person, it's hard to unlove them, even if they're gone." "Oh, I know that." "But maybe unloving isn't always the right thing to do," he smiled at me. "You think?" I smiled back and raised eyebrows at him. I forgive him. You can't be mad at a person you love for a long time. We came closer to each other. You can imagine what happened next...

PETER'S  POV

I'm in my room right now. My phone started ringing while I was doing things. Huh? It's Trevor. "What's up, Trev?" "Oh hey man, how you doing?" "Fine? What about you?" "Amazing. Oh ugh, do you have time today?" "Yeah, what do you need?" "Well I haven't seen you in a while. And I also kinda need to improve my fighting technique. Ya know, both you and your dad were the fighting type on the ice, so you could probably help me." "Of course, yes, when do you wanna meet?" "4 pm in the McDonald's next to the Capital One Bank on 17th St? After that we can go somewhere else and actually get started with the fighting technique." "Alright, see ya at 4." "Oh, and take Kim if you want to, I've heard that she's not super okay, so it might be good for her if she comes outside and socializes a bit." "I don't think she wants to. And you're Jack's best friend, she might not be ready for that yet." "Okay, her brother knows best! See ya!" I got ready and went to tell Kim that I'm going somewhere. "I don't know why you're here, but I don't wanna go anywhere, if that's what you were gonna ask," I heard from the inside of her room. "Okay, I'm going out. Call me if anything happens." "Okay, mom." "Call me 'mom' one more time and you'll be grounded."

JACK'S  POV

I'm on my way to Kim's house. Trevor already talked to Peter on the phone. It was a part of his plan. Thanks to this call we know that Kim is at home. How did we find out? Well, if she isn't home, Peter'd say that she isn't home when Trevor told him to ask Kim if she wants to come. One more thing is that we knew for sure that she doesn't want to come. And why Trevor wanted to hang out with Peter? You're gonna find out in a few minutes. I got off the car and walked to the gate. The to timing was just perfect. Peter was almost at the gate, but from the other side, leaving to meet Trevor. He let me in and we had a little talk. "Where're you going?" "Well I'm actually gonna go somewhere with Trevor? The question is where are YOU going?" "Well I have to talk to Kim. It didn't go well the last time." "Yeah, I know. Well, I'll let you in, ring on the door." "Thanks! Have fun with the big Z." "I will, and you two fix the situation please, I don't want my little sister to be depressed anymore." We waved at each other and I headed to the door. This plan is amazing. It was to set a time at which he's gonna meet up with Peter. Then to open google and look how long it takes to get from Kim's house to that place with a car. That's how we got the time at which Peter's gonna leave the house and boom, that's when I showed up at their house. Genius, right? Now I only have to ring on the doorbell.

KIMBERLY'S  POV

"Call me 'mom' one more time and you'll be grounded," I chuckled when I heard that. Oh well, I'm gonna spend more time alone. But this time it's different, worse. I'm nervous. And it's because of the letter. Did he read it? Did she even give it to him? Does he care? I don't know. I couldn't sleep well this night. I'm thinking about it. I'm thinking about how bad I wanna go back in time to that party and do EVERYTHING differently. Or at least try to change what happened two days ago. As I was overthinking at night, I realized that maybe I didn't meet Jack on accident. I think that our older brothers did it on purpose. The only coincidence in our relationship was when we first met. The little oopsie I did at that parking lot. One accident turned my life all over. This is a proof that the best thing come unexpectedly. And if you're not dumb like me, they last. I heard the doorbell ring. Wait a minute, the doorbell? Weird. Someone's at our door, not the gate, but the door. I guess Peter forgot his keys, or his phone, or maybe both. I got up from my bed and went downstairs. I opened the door with, "did you forget your keys again Pe-" but I froze when I saw who was at the door. It was Jack. With his smile. Aww. "Hi Jack. What brings you here? And how did you pass the gate?" "I met Peter and he let me, but that's not important. I read the letter. I came to see you." "Oh, and are you like happy that you read it or not really?" I tried to ask him without jumping and screaming happily. "Dummy," he chuckled, "I wouldn't be here if I wasn't happy." "Oh, 'cause I was thinking about you before you came. I was thinking about the first 'oops' and how we accidentally met the first time." "I actually thought about it yesterday. And I think it wasn't a 100 % coincidence, I think it was just some kind of a fate. We were meant to meet each other. It was a life-changing 'oops'." We were now smiling and getting closer to each other. It's to the point where we both said sorry without actually saying it. He chuckled, "It's crazy what a little 'oops' can do." "Yeah, it really is."