A/N: Last one for now :) Thanks for reading! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Don't own Glee or the Song

Help Me Lose My Mind by Disclosure ft. London Grammar (Mine ;p)

I couldn't help but look over to the bench as I skated around the ice running drills. My focus hardly on where the puck was or what formation I was supposed to be performing. All I saw was the occasional glimpse of long blonde hair as I sped by. She was so distracting; in a bad way sometimes, especially when it came to me trying to focus on practice.

The whistle blew loudly, signally for us to stop. "Sandbags!" I slid to a stop rolling my eyes at the nickname. "What the hell are you doing? Have your ginormous melons caused you to forget how to play hockey?!" Coach Sylvester yelled at me from the bench.

"No coach, I'm good."

"Fantastic! Twenty-five laps all of you, and then hit the showers."

There was soft groan from the lot of us before everyone started off around the rink to do our laps. My eyes glanced towards the bench once again but there was no sign of gorgeous blonde that always watched our practices. I loved when we got to see each other during practice. Though it was difficult for me to not act like I wasn't completely head over heels for her and force myself to pretend she was just the athletic trainer.

If only there weren't fucking rules.

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I tossed my jacket onto the chair the minute I walked into the room and dropped the key card onto the table near the door. This was becoming an all too familiar routine, one that neither of them liked, but it was necessary. They had to be careful. If anyone caught them, it could end up with one of them losing their job. She didn't want to think about that now. She'd be here any minute.

Picking up the phone next to the bed I ordered room service, it was a ritual of ours; a bottle of wine and a plate of chicken fingers and fries.

My phone buzzed from the bed where I tossed it.

From BP: runnin' a lil late be there in 15 xoxo

To BP: can't wait xoxo

I kicked off my shoes and grabbed the remote turning on the TV and random flipping through channels for something to watch while I waited. There was a knock on the door several minutes later and I slid off the bed to go look through the peephole. I noticed a man from the hotel standing there with my cart of food.

I opened up the door for him. "Room service ma'am." The man smiled and wheeled in the cart.

"Thanks." I pulled out some money from my jean pocket and handed it over to him once he wheeled it in.

"You're welcome."

I shut the door behind him and continued my wait. It was difficult for me not to dig into the food that was just delivered it smelt amazing and I was starving. There was another knock on the door. I scrambled off the bed so fast I almost tripped over my shoes trying to get to the door. Opening it up widely, I stepped aside allowing her inside.

She smiled brightly, her arms slid around my waist the minute I locked the door behind us. Her soft lips pressed against mine catching me mid breath. I wrapped my arms around her neck pulling her close to my body as our lips moved together in perfect rhythm. Her kisses were amazing. Always distracting me from how wrong this was; sneaking around like we have for the past six months.

I let out a soft moan as she pulled back letting my lower lip plop back into place. She smiled pecking my lips once. "Sorry I'm late."

"Don't worry about it Britt."

"I'm starving." She moved away from me taking off her jacket and shoes as she walked over to the cart taking the top of the food and grabbed the plate. She walked over to the bed and sat down leaning against the pillow, she patted the spot next to her calling me over. I grinned and moved over quickly, snuggling up to her and stealing a fry from the plate.

This had been our life for the past six months, secret weekly rendezvous at various hotels in the city. It was too risky to go over to each other's apartments. If someone from the team saw us together it would be a breach of both of our contracts. Coach Sylvester forbid inner team relationships; especially with trainer and player. If she found out Brittany could get fire and I could get traded or let go.

What I wouldn't do to see her like this every damn day though. Snuggling up in a bed, watching TV, and eating food together like a normal couple. I really don't know how long we could keep this relationship a secret. She was becoming more than just a fun relationship but a serious steady I fucking love you type of relationship.

Brittany fed me a chicken finger and placed light kisses on my lips licking the barbeque sauce that gathered on them. "I love you." I blurted out.

She stared at me swallowing her food quickly. We had never said those words to each other; we kept things slow and easy to avoid complications. She stared at me for what felt like a good minute before a large smile spread across her lips and she surged forward kissing me soundly. "I love you too." She mumbled into my mouth.

I smiled brightly. "I hate hiding like this."

"Me too." She frowned in agreement. Her thumb ran along my jaw. "After we finish this season I'm going to find another job."

"Britt." I sighed, I couldn't let her change her career because of me.

"It's easier for me to find something in the city… you'd have to move to a different state to get onto another hockey team." Brittany explained still running her thumb along my chin.

"But you love your job."

She shrugged nonchalantly. "I know but there other sports in this city that I could work for." I pulled back away from her and rubbed my face. I can't believe we were actually talking about this right now. "I love you. I don't want to hide us anymore." She pulled my hands away from my face before framing my cheeks making me look at her. "I want to take you out on dates and spend time with you in places other than hotels."

My heart pounded hard hearing her words. "I want that too." I whispered softly staring directly into her captivating blue eyes.

"We can do this, babe I promise." She leaned in close brushing her lips against mine.

The plate of food was quickly placed on the nightstand next to the bed and Brittany was suddenly straddling my thighs kissing me firmly. Her hands tangled into my hair keeping my face secured to hers. "We have to wait just a little bit longer." She whispered peppering my face with loving kisses. "Love you."

I closed my eyes smiling hearing her words. She calmed my nerves and I could feel the love wash over me as she kissed my face softly. "Love you." I mimicked and she smiled against my cheek and quickly captured my lips in a heated long kiss. She gave me this strong feeling that we were going to make it.

A/N: Those are all the fanslides I currently have written :) Got a favorite so far? Let me know, always love hearing from everyone. If you have any song requests feel free to leave them in a review, PM, or in my Tumblr inbox!

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