By Chance

Chapter 3

I woke up the next morning to my phone buzzing beneath my pillow. I look at my phone to see it's Jon.

"It's 9:30 in the morning on my day off." I say teasing him even though I was actually annoyed.

"Well rise and shine then sunshine because my day started at 7 this morning and I'm bored." I roll my eyes.

"Well Mr. Toews I would love to talk but now that I'm up I really need to start unpacking my boxes."

"Need any help?"

I laughed "if you really want to unpack boxes, but I'm sure you have other things to do like hockey?"

"Naww I have the rest of the day of."

"Well if this is how you want to spend your day off I'm not complaining."

"See you in 20 then." After that I heard the call end. I looked around my apartment, only then realizing that Jonathan Toews captain of the Chicago Blackhawks is going to be here in 20 minutes. I shot out of bed and took a fast shower, I couldn't smell or have greasy hair. I put on a pair of yogas from old navy and just an old ratty tee shirt from back home, tied my long curly blonde hair up in a pony and started unpacking my kitchen boxes.

5 minutes later I hear a knock followed by my door opening.

" I come with gifts" I hear him say. "Actually it's just coffee since you seem like you despise mornings." he said cracking up. I looked over and glared at him, took my coffee and began unpacking again.

We unpacked for 4 hours.

"Finally we are pretty much done. I can finish my clothes later." I said plopping onto my couch, turning on the tv. Jon sits next to me only to then turn off the tv. "hey I was watching that."

"Not anymore." he says turning to face me, "I want to get to know you. because what do I know about you? Only that your name is Mel and you work at caribou and you moved here from Minnesota"

"Alright fair enough." I turn and face him. "what do you want to know?"

"Basics."

"Okay, but every question you ask you have to answer as well. deal?" I say holding my hand out for him to shake on it.

"Deal." he says laughing. "okay so full name, age, and birthdate."

"Melanie Daytona Adams, boring February 15, 1998." I say, watching his face become expression less.

"Wait, your only 18?" He said with concern.

"Yes, I moved her right after graduation."

"You do realize that I'm a full 10 years older than you?" He says putting his head in his hands.

I reach over to him putting my hand on his back, "Jon, you haven't done anything wrong, the only thing we did was hug, and plus I'm an adult."

He looks over at me, "I honestly thought you were like 23,24." He looks away from me. "like I really like you , it just..."

"It's just what? that I'm 18. I know, and I understand that if you don't want to talk to me or see me anymore. But I really hope we can."

"I just need time to think okay? Like it's just a lot to think about ." he says getting up walking to the door.

I could tell he was hurt in a way , and I am too. "Jon," I say he looks at me as he is almost at the door, "I really like you too, if that counts for anything."

He just nods then walks out.

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I turn on my tv just in time for the Hawks game to start. My phone beeps and I see it's my dad.

Text from Daddy- I'm sorry if we beat you tonight...

Text to Daddy- oh cocky much their father?? It's on.

I say their smirking because it's always like this during hockey season. It's the western conference final game 7. And it's against the Wild. who have never won a cup.

After the anthem, the puck drops, and I see that #19 has won the face off. "good" I say to myself.

The game ends in a shootout. If we missed this we would lose and be done. I sit their with my breath held my hands scrunching up my Kane jersey.

"and the wild win!!..." I hear the annoucer say.

I watch as they shake hands, them the camera zooms on Jonathan, the hurt in his eyes. I felt bad for him.

I turned off the tv and headed to bed decided to sleep in my jersey.

I woke up to a loud knocking at my door. I thought "who the hell needs me at 1130 at night" but I decide to get up and see.

I open the door.....

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A/N who could it be???