Loving A Hockey Player (Dylan Strome)

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I woke up the next morning and got in the shower.. I blowdried and then threw my hair into a messy sock bun.. I put on a black zip up hoodie, white skinny jeans, and black vans, I did my make up and made sure I looked good and then went down stairs and sat on the couch and watched some tv with moose for a little while..  Soon my door bell rang and I answered it.. Dylan was standing in the door way with a box of munchkins and a peppermint coffee from star bucks.. I smiled and he came into the house I took the food and moose came running over and tackled him.. "Moose!" I yelled and he got off..

I helped dylan up and we went into the kitchen.. "So you miss Canada?" I ask and Dylan shrugs.. "Not so much missing Canada, but missing my family.." he says and I nod.. I mean my parents moved down here but my cousins and other family are still up there.." he says and I nod..

"well I can kind of feel you.. with split up of parents, my family can be all over too.." I say and he nods.. We sit and watch tv and eat for a little while and then we go up stairs to start working on the paper..

"So how did you get into hockey?" He asks me and I smile "Well my dad owned one or two rinks in Chicago.. not any big rinks or anything but then when I asked him to play he bought me all the supplies and gear.. I played hockey till I was 15.. my mom got cancer then so I moved in with her for a while and quit hockey.." I say and look down playing with my fingers..

Dylan scoots closer to me on my bed and wraps an arm around me and hugs me.."Hbu?" I say and he smiles "My dad got me and my brothers into it young and we really liked it so we stuck with it.." he says and I nod and lay back so I am looking up at the ceiling Dylan lays down next to me..

"Watcha thinking about?" he asks and I shrug.. "Just about my new friends"I say and he smiles and nods I sit up and grab my MacBook and sit back down next to Dylan.. I start to Type..

Dylan Strome
Taylor Sheehan
English
Essay

Hockey... Hockey is the one true thing we both enjoy.. We could be writing about how we like our families or a certain food. But both of our lives Revolve around hockey.. Dylan Strome a center for the Erie Otters is gonna be one of the next great players to go to the NHL in the 2015-2016 draft. #19 is expected to go Top 5 in the NHL draft.. Taylor Sheehan, a hockey fan since the begging of her life used to play but quit when she was 15 for family reasons.. Taylor's dad owns the rink that the erie otters play at and she is the Assistant coach for the top 3 OHL teams...

That is all we got finished.. We hoped in Dylan's car and drove to the rink.. Once we got there we both walked into the locker room and already some of the players were there.. once they saw us they smiled.. I shook my head and walked into the back room and grabbed a gatorade for me and one for dylan. Once back in the locker room I gave dylan a heads up and threw the gatorade which he caught easily.. I went out on the bench and put on my skates.. I set up some stations on the ice like coach told me to for stick handling..

The players started filing out one by one.. Once all on the ice the coach told the same group that I had yesterday to come with me again.. I skated to the once part of the ice and started to explain what we are doing today.. "Okay we are doing stations.. Williams( The goalie) your in the net.. Dylan, and Nick Baptiste stick handling.. Connor I want you to work on deeking defenders with Darren Raddysh, Alex I want you working on deeking with Dermott.. Taylor I want you to practice shootouts with Williams.." I say and they skate to what they are supposed to be doing...

I skate over by Connor and Darren and watch them for a little while and then go around to other groups.. The last group is Dylan's and Nick.. Stick handling.. I watch as dylan plays with his mouth gaurd while nick is moving the puck between the cones. Once it's his turn his face turns serious and he concentrates as the puck moves in between and weaving through the cones..

"all right switch it up.. Connor work on shootouts Taylor, and Alex go to stick handling Dylan work with Darren, and Nick Work with Dermott.." I say and they skate over to the cones, the defenders or the net, kind of wherever there supposed to be going..I watch as the sweat drips down Dylan's forehead and how he closes his eyes and concentrates..

An hour later we wrapped up practice.. I say in the stands while dylan got changed.. Once he was ready he came out and we walked to his car.. He started to drive.. "Uhm I'm kind of hungry do you mind if we stop somewhere?" Dylan says and I shake my head..

He pulls into a portillos and we go inside.. We sit at a booth across from each other.. The younger man waiter comes over and looks me up and down.. He grins at me.. "What can I get for you?" he asks dylan and Dylan gives the man his order.. "And for the pretty lady..?" he asks and I can see Dylan tense

"Uhm I want a cheeseburger just ketchup with a side of get the fuck away  with fries please." I say and the guy huffs and turns around.. Dylan is smirking I smile at him and he laughs..my phone buzzes

Shawzy🚨- Hey how's it going with the otters?

Me- There really good.. they have 2 really good prospects..

I type and send but dylan snatches my phone "Heyyy!" I whine and he just laughs and continues to play on my phone.. I see the waiter coming back with a smirk on his face.. I quickly grab Dylan's hand.. it sends a weird sensation down my arm.. He comes by and the smirk is wiped right off his face.. I look dylan right in the eyes "Hey babe can I have my phone I need to text my brother.." I say and he smiles and nods handing my back my phone and the guy quickly drops the food on our table and leaves..

Dylan is smirking and I realize I'm still holding his hand.. I let go and he smiles at me.. "Uhm Wanna come over to my house tommorow and we can work on the project?" he asks and I smile and nod.. "Text me the address later?" I say and he nods..

Once we are done eating the waiter comes back around and I whip out my credit card the same time dylan does.. I go to hand my card to the waiter but Dylan takes my card and hands the guy his.. "Heyyyy!" I whine and he smirks.. "why did you do that?" I say and pout which makes him laugh.. when he laughs those cute dimples come out.. oh wait I did not just think that

Once back in Dylan's car I handnt realized how late it was.. 8:30.. The drive home was a comfortable silence.. Once we got to my house Dylan got out of the car and walked me to my door.. "See you tommorow." he said and I smiled him and nodded.. He gave my a cheeky grin and then held his arms open which I walked right into.. I wrapped my arms around his stomach and realized how tall this damn kid was..

I'm only 5'4 and he is a whole foot taller then me.. I nuzzled my face into the fabric of his shirt and his colone smelt so good.. We pulled away and he walked to his car and smiled at me before backing out of my drive way and I opened the front door and walked in.. It's was around 10.. All the lights were off in the down stairs..

I walked up stairs and noticed my dads office light was on.. I opened the door and found him asleep at his desk.. I walked over to him a tapped him on the shoulder.. "Dad wake up" I whisper and his eyes open and he looks around.. "Pumpkin did you just get home.?" he asks and I nod "Late practice and then I got some food.. Cmon go down stairs and to bed.." I say and grab his hand and pull him out of his desk chair and down the stairs.. I walk into to his room and he lays down on his huge bed.. I turn on his tv and put it on the news.. "️Night Pumpkin" he says and I smile and walk back upstairs to my room.. Once in my room I Change Into a huge shirt and crawl into my bed.. My phone buzzes next to me.. Dylan texted me his address and then I got another text..

Dyl🚨- Good Night🌃😴

Me- Sweet Dreams💤

I plug my phone in and my eyes start to get heavy..