The final seconds wound down on the clock. The final score of the winter classic- Canadiens- 5, Bruins- 1. I looked down to the players bench and saw my boyfriend Frank very upset. He was playing in his first career outdoor game, seeing he was in his first career NHL season. I knew he was gonna be upset when we got home. I walked out of the stands and to the home locker room. As I was waiting outside, I felt someone tap on my shoulder. "Can I help you?" I asked the person. It was a girl who looked to be about 20 ish years old. Her boobs were popping out of her shirt, which was a short sleeve v neck shirt that said "my cup size is Stanley." I rolled my eyes at the shirt. "Ya um, can you tell me who that hot guy is? Number 72? He seems to be very hot and I really want to hook up with him tonight. I saw you in his jersey so that's why I'm asking." she said with a fake smile plastered on her overly spray tanned face. "Umm.." I started. I then felt a very familiar pair of arms wrapped around my waist. "Sorry, I'm taken." he told the girl and smiled. She rolled her eyes, spun on her heels, and strutted away. I turned around in his arms and smiled at him. "Hey baby. Nice game." I told him. "Thanks but I don't think so. I could have done a lot better. I wanted to do good for you but I didn't." he said with a sad expression on his face. "You did so good baby. You'll always make me proud." I kissed his nose and he smiled. "Thank you, beautiful. Now let's go home." The ride home was spent in a comfortable silence, which I expected. The only sound was soft country music playing in the background. When we arrived at home, Frank got out of the car and went to open my door. He helped me out of the car. "Thank you." I smiled at him. He held my hand as we walked up to our apartment we shared in Boston. I walked into our room and I took off his jersey and my jeans and slipped on one of Frank's shirts and a pair of spandex. I grabbed a thick blanket off the bed and walked downstairs. I saw Frank watching Friends on the couch. I padded into the kitchen with my blanket and got 2 mugs from the counter. I turned on the Keurig and made myself and Frank some hot chocolate. I walked into the living room and set the hot chocolates on the coffee table and then taking my rightful place in Frank's arms. I laid my head back onto his shoulder as he ran his fingers through my hair, kissing the top of my head slightly, then making his way down my neck and onto my shoulder. I sighed and grabbed the remote, turning up the episode. "I'm not in the mood just letting you know. I can tell you aren't." he told me and I nodded. Me and Frank had been dating for 7 months, yet we still had never had sex. Heck, we've never even said I love you yet. The reason we haven't had sex yet is because I'm a virgin. I didn't want to tell him that, but that girl that came up to me scared me. I knew Frank would want to have sex sooner or later and I didn't want him to think I didn't want to. "I can practically hear the wheels turning in your head. What's wrong, cutie?" he asked. "It's just that girl. I know you'll be in the mood sometime. Frank I'm a virgin." I told him, my heart pounding. He didn't answer for awhile and I started to get worried. "Frank please say something." I whimpered and I grabbed for his shirt, tears forming in my eyes. "No baby no, no tears." he told me as he ran his fingers through my hair. "This doesn't change the way I look at you. I have so much respect for you knowing that your waiting for the right guy. Whether or not I'm that guy, I will always support you and love you. Ya that's right, I love you Y/N L/N." he told me and a huge smile formed on my face, happy tears now forming in my eyes. "I love you so much, Frank Vatrano." he smiled at me and kissed me on the head. "I will always love you."