Modern, college AU! Anakin Skywalker and Padmé Naberrie are students at Boston University. Both twenty-one years old. Padmé Naberrie is a political science major and Anakin Skywalker is a mechanical engineering major and star college hockey forward and captain of Terriers, with his eyes set on becoming an NHL hockey player. Padmè's wish is to be attorney.
With folowing chapters I continue the story *The Goal* author: joeyf3271
For a better understanding, I recommend reading this story first
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The Goal , Chapter 3 (10)
Anakin Skywalker
I hate getting up so early, but I know that if I don't get my ass out of my bed I won't make it into the NHL. We have practice early this morning. Fuck. I get up reluctantly and half asleep look for the way to the bathroom. Since I'm team captain, I shouldn't be the last to come. Do my business as usual, shave myrself thoroughly and brush my teeth very thoroughly, yes I know I won't kiss her today, but I'll definitely smile at her. I can't help it. I go to the shower, do it quickly and then I dedicate myself to taking care of my body…. with deodorant and cologne. She won't get to see my athletic body today…. and she doesn't even know what she is missing when she waits so long…. but it is yet to come. Just be patient, Skywalker. After taking clean underwear out of the drawer, I decide to take white T-shirt, the gray shirt with collar, black jeans and the black leather jacket. I take a matching black belt and my new Nike Air Max Plus TN Noir that I got from Mom. That will make an impression! I'm curious how she dresses for our no-date, but it doesn't matter what she's wearing, she always looks gorgeous.
I take my breakfast at the Blue State Coffee bar and then drive to Agganis Arena. Before we start, I'll eat my sandwich and drink the coffee. Like every Thursday we have a short meeting and strength training, followed by practice on the ice. The coach was contented with us, the season will start soon, we have to be top-fit and fully concentrated. As the captain, I have to live up to the trust that has been placed on me. I approach my goal systematically, concentrating on what I'm doing right now is part of it. I am determined to achieve everything I set out to do and I feel good about it. After practice, I go to our shower rooms, remove the traces of the exertion and apply a lot of deodorant and cologne, my teammates have already noticed that. Fuck.
I have to hurry if I want to buy something to eat at the coffee bar, something else at the vending machine and Dr. Pepper in any case. I eat quickly, because I'm always hungry, drink my Coke and suck Dr. Pepper. I'm going upstairs, she is not there yet. I quickly take my Mac out of my backpack, put it on the table, switch it on and call up ESPN, let's see what's new. I put the empty backpack on the chair to my right, no one else should sit there except Padmé. After a few minutes she comes, almost too late. At the last moment she sees the bag on the chair where she wanted to sit down and looks at me in surprise, but before she can say anything I smile at her:
"I kept the place free for you Padmé"
She smiles kind of grateful "Thank you Anakin"
Professor Yu enters the classroom, puts her things on the table and starts class immediately. I lean close to her as much as possible
"We'll talk later"
She doesn't evade, I smell her perfume, heavenly. Today she looks so beautiful; her hair is loose and her face has little make-up. White-purple striped blouse, purple sweater, dark jeans and Neu Balance sneakers. With a black leather jacket.
"OK. , later"
We take notes and focus on the class, at least she does. I can't resist looking at her from time to time, all I can see is her profile, she isn't looking at me, but I'm sure she knows I'm staring at her. She is so beautiful, I don't know if she is aware of her beauty. I only need to stretch out my arm and I have my fingers in her curls ... but I control myself, just barely. She licks her lips ... I want to kiss her, so much ... and something moves in my jeans. Embarrassing.
After class the classroom empties, we are still sitting and put our things in our bags..
Then I start "How long do you have your classes?"
"Another class, then an hour break and then another one"
"Me too, we're finished at 2pm. Here is my cell phone, enter your address and cell phone number, I'll give you mine too. " we exchange contacts " I'll pick you up at 2.45 p.m. "
She smiles "OK."
"See you later, Padmé."
I smile at her too, we leave the classroom and I go to my class. I turn to see her slim figure moving her hips elegantly and let out a sigh. She goes on and doesn't turn around, but I'm sure she knows that I have my eyes on her. How can I still endure these three hours? Focus Skywalker, I keep telling myself, it'll come soon enough.
Huh, made it! The classes end shortly after 2 p.m. and I walk to the parking lot at normal pace, there is still time. She lives in an older district of Boston, it takes me about half an hour to get there and I can wait in the car for the remaining few minutes… ..waiting for her, not important. I will wait for her as long as I need to, all my life. OK. not really, that's just what you say. I want her as soon as possible and then for the rest of my life. I grin at myself.
The trip actually takes half an hour and then I think she loses a whole hour every day just getting to BU and back. I am much better off. The house she lives in is a newer brick building, the apartments are definitely not bad. Maybe I'll see the inside of the apartment in the near future ... your room ... your bed, but it's not that I just have that on my mind, although ... shit, I'm all excited. I park on the parking lane on the opposite side of the street, turn off the engine and get my cell phone out of my jacket pocket. I'm 5 minutes early, but she can still know that I'm here. I call her number, on third ring she answers:
"Hi, I'll be right down"
"I'm waiting on the other side of the street"
... I say and can't sit still because of the excitement, like a thousand ants on my seat. In a few minutes she will be sitting next to me in my car and ... ..huh. Good. I stare at the house, the front door opens and Padmé comes out. I get out quickly to hold the door for her. She immediately sees where my car is, crosses the street and wants to get in. I offer her my hand.
"I'll help you Padmé"
My eyes meet hers, she takes my hand and again… ..this electric shock….
"Thank you"
... she says, smiles and slowly pulls her hand out of mine ... what a feeling! I don't know now if she's testing me or flirting, but I'll hold back. She mustn't get the impression that I just want a quick fuck from her. I want everything from her and that forever. I walk around the front of my Mustang, get in and tell her what we are going to do.
"There is a Starbucks on Beacon Street, across from the entrance to Boston Common and Public Garden ... ... if that's okay with you we could take a few steps in one of the parks afterwards."
"Yes, I would like that"
I turn the ignition key, start the car and drive to our destination. We need a good half an hour to get there.
"You have a beautiful car, I like classic cars," she admires my Mustang.
"Yes, it is a gem. I've spent many hours making it what it is now. "
She sits still and I play the music on the radio. She only says about Ed Sheeran's Perfect:
"Nice ballad"
"I like the song too… .in fact, it's like that…. emotional "
I look at her and give her my best smile. Slight blush on her face. Yes that's it. If she didn't care about me, she wouldn't blush.
As planned, I'll park in the Boston Common Garage so we don't have to walk far to Starbucks. Once there, I hold the door for her and we go inside. I'm hungry again and I don't know if she has eaten something in the meantime, so I offer her to choose something to eat.
"I'm not very hungry but I could take some sweet ... and ice coffee"
"OK. , coming soon " I go to the bar and order a sweet pastry with nuts and ice coffee for her and I have a large sandwich with ham, cheese and salad, plus a double espresso. We look for a place at the long counter, along the row of windows and find it in the far right corner. There aren't many visitors at this time of the day. Hopefully nobody will bother us. I put our tray on the counter and we sit down. Let's go, our first ... no date. She takes one bite of her pastry then the second and third until she has finished it, me too with my sandwich, we smile at each other. When the hunger is satisfied, but not another kind of hunger, I start with what I have decided to say and ask:
"Do you have a boyfriend, are you with someone? I don't want anyone to think I want to take their girlfriend away. " I laugh
"No, I am not. "
Now I feel good and can continue:
"Padmé, I want to start this our… ..no date with an apology. Our start last week was inadequate and it was all my fault, it was wrong. I acted like an ass flirt ... but it is very important for me, that you know I'm better than that. "
"OK."
She says and looks at me questioningly.
"I noticed very quickly that you are different from all those puck bunnies that fall on me from left and right and it's not because you sent me on the boards on Thursday, it's… it's… you're so different . You are not the girl for sleep with and forget the name next morning. You ... you are a girl to ... ..marry. "
"What ? ..." she laughs loudly "... you want to marry me?" and continues laughing loudly
"NO! ….I mean yes…. I mean not now, no, yes ... I. " I stretch out my arms, place both palms on the counter and throw my head back " ... sorry, I'm talking absolutely nonsense. " great Skywalker.
"It's okay, Anakin, I know what you wanted to say, that I'm a decent girl, right?"
"That's right." I smile at her, embarrassed. Something like this has never happened to me, really. "... and I don't want to ruin your good reputation, my reputation on the campus is completely different."
"Right, it is known that you are ..." a little irony in her voice.
"This is past Padmé"
"How does it come? Everyone knows that Anakin Skywalker is the greatest playboy in the BU "
"As I said, I am not ... no more. I'm just afraid that the echo of this reputation will be heard on the campus for a long time " my facial expression is serious .
"Why are you no longer that, or what made you rethink?"
Logically, she wants to know. Not that I blame her.
"The majority of these playboys or philanderers, or whatever you like to call them, come to the realization that the way of life no longer fits their phase of life."
"You realized this fairly early on. Have you met a woman and want to settle down? "
"Yes and no. I don't want to settle down yet, I have to graduate first and get into the NHL. It's been my dream since I was a little boy and I've worked hard on it ever since. So as you can see I have plans for my future. When I got there then I want to settle down…. get married and have a family, at least two or three children. How about you, have you already planned your future? "
"Not exactly like you, but I have to finish with 4.55 GPA, that's a score for Harward Law. I told on Monday that it would take me three more years to call myself a lawyer, three tough years. I hope to work in my father's office afterwards ... and then someday ... .. maybe ... get married and have children ... but at least two. I love children"
She is very self-confident and determined about her career, but unsure about the personal, emotional one. We will have all that in common, I want to tell her, but there is still time.
"I love children too, very much. I have no siblings, I've always been missing something. I was six when my mother got married. My stepfather has a son who is two years older than me, but it didn't click between us. I actually want a big family. Family is important and means a lot to me."
"For me too. I have a sister, she is older than me, married young and has two daughters. With her husband and daughters, she maintains close contact with our parents, we are all very often together. "
We talked about various things about our studies, about fellow students we both know, about our likes and dislikes. She likes art like me, classical music like me, modern music like me ... we found a lot in common and we were delighted with it. That should mean something. She doesn't like malicious people and lies. WOW, just like me. What's it called again? Opposites attract. Maybe, but with a partner for life you don't need opposites and that day-to-day. When looking for a spouse, you need something in common. This is the only way it can work.
"Do we want to take a little walk in the park?" I ask
"Better not, it's so comfortable here. Maybe the next time."
"Will there be a next time? That would make me happy. I would like to get to know you better."
... I tell her with a big smile. Actually all the muscles in my face are going to hurt today, I smile at her the whole time.
"Next Thursday again?" She asks, smiling sheepishly.
"Yes, that's perfect ..." I could jump for joy like a little child "... somewhere in Down Town again? ... and I have an idea: have you already visited the Institute of Contemporary Art ? "
"Yes, but it was a long time ago"
"The exhibits are being changed, I'm sure you haven't seen everything. We could go there first and then have coffee and something to eat. There is a coffee shop nearby, which can be reached quickly without a car: "
"With pleasure. I leave that to you"
"Great, I love Harbor and Down Town."
"Me too. I would love to live in Down Town, "she reveals
Good to know, because if the Bruins take me, I'll buy an apartment in Down Town and by then we'll be engaged or even married ... ... just she doesn't know that yet.
We decide to go home. We still have a little time to learn. We go into the garage, get into my Mustang and I drive towards her apartment to drop her off. On the way we listen to soft music and look at each other from time to time. She's beautiful ... and she's sitting in my car and I'm supposed to control myself. OK. I can do that.
When I get to her apartment, I turn off the engine
"Wait for me"
... I say and get out to open the door for her and help out of the car. I hold her warm hand, it feels so good. We go across the street and to the house entrance. She stops as if she's expecting something but I won't kiss her now, I want to but it has to wait.
"Bye Padmé, I found the afternoon very pleasant and I can't wait for us to have a coffee again next Thursday. Will it be a date next Thursday? "I ask cheekily.
"No ..." she laughs "... ..but someday ... maybe"
"See you on Tuesday ... and then we can still negotiate" I wink at her.
"Anakin!" She almost yells at me, but laughs
"It's okay, I'm going now, bye Padmé"
She turns, unlocks the door and goes inside.
I won't see her until Tuesday. I have a lot to learn, I have practice, and I have work at Watoo. I'll be with Mom for lunch on Saturday. It's not fair, but for now I won't tell anyone, not even Mom, not yet. I drive home very satisfied, my thoughts on the beautiful woman, Padmé. At home I meet my roommates who ask me where I've been. I'm pulling a lie out of my pocket and hope that they will buy it with me. They're preparing for some party tonight, there's always a party going on somewhere, but I'm not interested, besides, I have to learn, now even more intense, four-seventeen GPA, is it so. I go to my desk in my room and start. After a few hours of intensive study, I leave my room in the direction of the kitchen, where I fry two more sausages and eat them with a few tomatoes and bread. I brush my teeth in the bathroom and go to bed relatively early. Tomorrow I have morning workouts, I need to get enough sleep. How my roommates can take it ... I don't know. I take off my clothes, take off my pajamas and slide into bed. No, don't even try! ... but I can have nice dreams. Good night.
Padmé Naberrie
So Thursday! Why did I accept? Because you want him. Yes, of course, but I still have doubts. What if this is all a delusion? OK. I can still pull the brakes. If he behaves like an ass again, I don't have to pay attention to him, but I don't think it will behave like that again, not least because of his and my mother. Let's see.
I get up, put on my robe and go to the kitchen to have breakfast. Sabé and Dormé sit at the table as usual and eat the same as always. I'll make myself a sandwich and fruit tea.
My friends remind me of their advice and I have to laugh because they worry about me as much as if I have never had a boyfriend. Yes, right, it always ended with heartbreak. That's why I don't want an athlete as a friend. Of course you want him and how! Shut up! Do I really want him? Still yes and no. I have to choose. Should I listen to my mind or to my heart? That is the right question. I just need the correct answer. You already know it. If it were that easy.
I bite into my sandwich and drink the tea. We talk about upcoming tasks and how much there is still to be learned intensively. My friends never miss a frat party and I don't know how they get to study. I suppose they are not aiming for as high a GPA as I am. It will be enough for a bachelor's degree. I finish my breakfast, go to the bathroom to go through the usual procedure of brushing my teeth particularly thoroughly ... grin. Yes, I have nice white teeth, but Anakin's teeth are just perfect, all of Anakin is perfect and he knows it, damn it, he's so vain. I wonder why he's interested in me, I'm actually nothing special. OK. I don't look bad, but I'm not a beauty, there are more beautiful girls on the campus. Maybe there's something he's looking for in me, maybe I shouldn't be so overly self-critical. When I look at the other girls who are or have been attached to him, they are so loud, self-portrayal, extroverted ... actually everything that I am not. Maybe that's what he likes on me.
I'm still wearing a little makeup with dark purple eyeshadow and mascara. Then I go to my room and take clean underwear, choose dark jeans, white-purple striped blouse and a purple pullover for today, yes, purple, I love purple, my new clothes go with it Balance. Mirror, mirror on the wall ... oh, don't make nonsense every time and grin. You are the fairest in the land! OK. and ha ha. I would be happy if only Anakin saw me like this. So yes. Yes and no and yes ... grin. Oh dammit! It's not that funny, I'm in torment. It can't be you don't realize that you love him. It's not like that, I can tell but I have to be sure that he is not pretending to be honest. I don't want to have any more heartbreak! Nothing ventured nothing gained. Right but…. so, first I have to get through today and then we'll see. I get dressed, pack my bag, say goodbye to my friends and leave the house.
I'm driving off, the traffic is lively, I could be delayed. When I arrive at the parking lot, I go round and round and can't find a spot. Dammit! And finally. I take my things and run across the campus. Today I don't stop over at the coffee bar, no time for it. I run upstairs, enter the classroom, Professor Yu is not there yet, good! I go to my place, Anakin is already sitting on his ... and see a backpack on the chair. Oh, is someone already sitting there? ... and before I can ask he says:
"I kept the place free for you Padmé"
I say thank to him and look at him carefully. Today again great outfit that suits him perfectly.
Gray shirt with a white T-shirt underneath, black jeans with a matching belt and a pair of expensive Nike Air Max Plus TN Noir on his feet. The man knows that he looks devilishly good and how he can underline that with his clothes. Plus his Cologne is amazing. I don't know if he has several, this time it could be "Cerruti", very noble. I like it.
I sit down, Professor Yu enters the classroom, puts her bag on the table ...
"We'll talk later," he says briefly
I answer "OK. , later"
…class starts. We all take notes. I can feel his gaze on me and it feels so good. Butterflies in my stomach and my concentration is not the best. After the class, the classroom empties quickly, we are still sitting and pack our things.
Then he asks "How long do you have your classes?"
"Another class, then an hour break and then another one"
"Me too, we're finished at 2pm. Here is my cell phone, enter your address and cell phone number, I'll give you mine too. "
We exchange contacts
"I'll pick you up at 2.45 p.m."
I smile at him "OK." And honestly, I can't wait. crazy, is not it?
After the last class I go home to freshen up and put my bag down. When I arrive at the apartment, my friends are waiting for me and they are cooking something. I am asked if I should join, but I explain to them that I want to go to the Down Town. Funny looks, but no questions. OK. better that way, I don't need to lie. At 14.40 my iphone rings, on the third ring I smile at my iphone and answer:
"Hi, I'll be right down"
Sabé and Dormé only exchange suspiciously gazes and I am sure, as soon as I close the door, the two run to the living room window, which looks on the street side, to see who I am going to Down Town with. I'll have something to explain tonight. Damn. I say goodbye and go downstairs. When crossing the street I see Anakin getting out, opening the passenger door and offering me his hand to help me get in. I thank him and deliberately pull my hand out of his very slowly to enjoy the electrical flow created by the friction. It goes through my whole body and through his, I can tell when I look into his eyes. We break the contact, he goes to the driver's side and gets in. He says he thought we were going to Starbucks on Beacon Street, across from the entrance to Boston Common and Public Garden. Everything is fine with me just to be with him. Aha, so so! the little voice in my head that mocks me We drive off and I can't help but admire his classic car. I see how he likes it. We hear soft music on the radio and with the ballad "Perfect" I tell him that I think it's good. He thinks it's great too, so we have similar tastes. After about thirty minutes we park in the Boston Common Garage and walk the short way to Starbucks. There aren't that many guests this afternoon, so we look for a seat at the counter that is along the row of windows, on the far right in the corner. He brings us a tray with a sweet piece for me and coffee, for him a double espresso and sandwich, I assume he's hungry. He's an athlete and he burns a lot of calories a day, but he doesn't eat properly. Does he cook at home? I will ask when the opportunity arises. Our conversation starts unexpectedly for me.
"Do you have a boyfriend, are you with someone? I don't want anyone to think I want to take their girlfriend away. "He laughs
The question is somehow justified, so I have to make it clear.
"No, I am not. "
He goes on, one surprise after another
"Padmé, I want to start this our… ..no date with an apology. Our start last week was inadequate and it was all my fault, it was wrong. I acted like an ass flirt ... but it is very important for me that you know I'm better than that. "
"OK." Comes from me and I'm curious what he has to say further
"I noticed very quickly that you are different from all those puck bunnies who fall on me from left and right and it's not because you sent me on the boards on Thursday, it's… it's… you're so different . You are not the girl to sleep with and forget the name next morning. You ... you are a girl to ... marry. "
"What ? ..." I start laughing out loud "... .. you want to marry me?" I keep laughing, I know what he meant, but let him go and enjoy that he cannot get out of the knot
"NO! ….I mean yes…. I mean not now, no, yes ... I. " He stretches out his arms, puts both palms on the counter and throws his head back "... sorry, I'm talking absolutely nonsense. "
"It's okay, Anakin, I know what you wanted to say, that I'm a decent girl, right?" I enjoy his embarrassment that doesn't look like a great playboy
"That's right ... and I don't want to ruin your good reputation, my reputation on the campus is completely different."
"Right, it is known that you are ..." he interrupts
"This is past Padmé"
"How does it come? Everyone knows that Anakin Skywalker is the greatest playboy in the BU "
"As I said, I am not ... not anymore. I'm just afraid that the echo of this reputation will be heard on the campus for a long time " I can't read his facial expression, maybe a little sad.
"Why are you no longer that, or what made you rethink?"
"The majority of these playboys or Philanderers, or whatever you like to call them, come to the realization that the way of life no longer fits their phase of life."
"You realized this fairly early on. Have you met a woman and want to settle down? "
I hope to get the right answer now, but I don't quite get it. Either he evades or this question can only be answered in that way.
"Yes and no. I can't settle down yet, I have to graduate first and get into the NHL. It's been my dream since I was a little boy and I've worked hard on it ever since. So as you can see I have plans for my future. When I got there then I want to settle down…. get married and have a family, at least two or three children. How about you, have you already planned your future? "
"Not exactly like you, but I also have to finish with 4.55 GPA, that's a score for Harvard Law. I told on Monday that it would take me three more years to call myself a lawyer, three tough years at Harvard Law. I hope to work in my father's office afterwards ... and then ... someday, maybe ... get married and have children ... and at least two. I love children"
As far as the future is concerned, we are pursuing different goals in a somewhat similar way. Each of us wants to have our own careers that are so different, but we both want to have family. Whether this is a good starting point for a relationship, life together, marriage. Marriage, what, I think so far?
And so we continue to talk about family and their meaning, studies, fellow students we know, about different things we like and what not, etc. We find that we have the same likes and dislikes. Good.
At the end we decide to go out again next Thursday. He says he wants to get to know me better and I want to get to know him and find out if he's capable of relationships. He shows interest in me. If he was just interested in a quick fuck, he would have given up long ago. Out of respect for my mother and his mother, he wouldn't do that ... I think.
Then we go home. Again just gentlemanl like, he holds the door and helps me to get out, I put my hand in his warm one and enjoy this feeling. At the front door he thanks for the pleasant afternoon and reminds me of Thursday next week and asks if it will be a date then. I still have to keep him at a distance and say it won't. He said he wants to negotiate on Tuesday what makes us both laugh, sweet. I want to kiss him, but he obviously doesn't intend to. Maybe it's better that way. It's our first date ... oh no, it was a no date, so I can't expect anything, and neither can I expect next Thursday. Only when it's a date can I expect to be kissed ... maybe, just maybe.
When I arrive at the apartment, I meet my friends in the kitchen, drinking coffee and talking about ... .. well, sex. Sometimes I have the impression that they have no other topic. We greet each other and then Dormé says to Sabé with a very serious face:
"Tell me Sabé, doesn't have the hot superstar captain of the hockey team of the BU Anakin Skywalker a blue Mustang?"
"Yes, he does," Sabé replies very seriously
Dammit! I knew it. Foxes.
"Wasn't he standing on the opposite side of the street around 3pm?" Dorme said
"Yes, he picked up someone. A young lady got in, looked like our Missy "
Holy shit.
"So what do you want to know?"
Dormé with feigned annoyance:
"How could you keep that from us Padmé? I thought we were your best friends. You date the best looking man on the planet who's also an athlete who you supposedly despise and you don't tell us anything. Not fair!"
"Right, I'm sorry. I didn't want to say anything because I didn't know how this meeting would end. It wasn't a date. Well, he was nice, very kind actually. If he stays that way, I might rethink the opinion of athletes "and then we all laugh.
"So Missy, the man is so hot ... be careful not to get burned. Don't jump into bed straight away, but don't wait too long either, or he's gone! "
"Yes, I know, but I'm scared" I say as indefinitely as possible, but Dormé cannot be fooled.
"Fear? Let me guess: you didn't give your V-card to the asshole Clovis, I know that, you told me that and then to no one else afterwards, so you're still a virgin, aren't you "
I nod.
"Padmé, you have to take this step, you are twenty-one not twelve. Yes, damn, it hurts but only the first time and when it is really big, a little bit more, then two or three more times you feel discomfort, but after that it is pure pleasure ... yes, yes, believe me, I know "
And I know that she knows and we laugh.
I decide to study for a few more hours. Around 10am I go to the kitchen to get a yogurt from the fridge, eat, then prepare in the bathroom to go to sleep, brush my teeth and go to my room after wishing my friends good night. With the thoughts of the beautiful man and with the pain of need in the my stomach, I fall asleep at some point.