Nineteen
Ch. 5
Kelseys POV*
I close the door and lean on it, basically slamming my back on the door. I'm smiling like crazy. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach. I never thought he'd kiss me. or like me. He does like me, right? I mean you wouldn't kiss someone that you don't like. But why would Jonathan Toews like me? His last girlfriend was a model. She's beautifful and rich. All I am is a nurse and I'm nothing special really. So why would Jonathan want me, when he could get these amazing girls? I walk into my kitchen and clean up. I plug my phone into my speaker and play a Lana Del Rey playlist.
The door opens and Hanna walks in while in washing dishes. "Hey! how was it?" She asked smiling. I keep washing the dishes, while smiling. "Oooo, what happened? Wait.. did you guys have sex or?" She asks, with her eyes wide open. I put the plate that I was washing down and look at Hanna, shocked. "why would you think that?" I ask. Hanna laughs, "Well, I dunno. you and him alone at our place. Plus I know you like him." I blush. "We only kissed. Im not gonna be someone who fucks a guy the 3rd time seeing him." "well that's what happened with Brandon." hanna says while giggling. I look at hanna, annoyed. "Well it's Brandon we're talking about. He basically pressured me into it, and jonathans not like that."
Brandon was my last boyfriend. He was basically that asshole type that only cared about sex. He said sweet things, which I fell for. and I guess those sweet things, plus the amazing sex were the only things that kept our relationship together. until he broke up with me in February to be with this girl who was a lot prettier and sexier than me. I guess ever since that, I've felt really insecure and I started wearing more makeup and dressing nicer. I thought that was what guys liked, so I didn't want my heart broken for not being what they wanted.
"Okay you're right, Brandon wasn't the type that could wait a long time to get it in," Hanna says. I nod my head. "I'm happy that tonight went well for you." She says, smiling while changing the subject. "I am too." I say. Hanna smiles again then looks at the time on her phone. "Okay, well it's late and i'm tired as hell!" she says laughing. "Same, im going to bed." I say. I hug Hanna and go to my room. I remove my makeup, brush my teeth, change into sweats, then hit the sack.
The next morning-
I wake up to my phone ringing. It's 7 o' clock and and slowly get up and grab my phone to answer it.
"Hello?" I say in a tired voice.
"Hey, sorry if I woke you up." Jon says.
"Its fine"
"So I have to go to morning skate in an hour, and I want to hand you the tickets before I go because I might not be able to afterwards. Can you come by my place before 8?" Jonathan then gives me his address.
"Yeah, no problem" I say, rubbing my eyes.
"Okay thanks!"
"Yep!"
We hang up and I go and take a shower. after I get out, I put on my robe and blow dry my hair. The time is 7:36 so I don't have time to do my makeup. I put on my yoga pants and Northface jacket quickly and leave my condo. I park my car outside his condo building and walk to the lobby. I tell the man at the desk that im here to see jonathan toews. He gives me a stern look and calls his room. "Mr Toews, you have a young lady that wants to see her." He listens to the voice on his phone and he nods his head. "Okay, goodbye." He hangs up. The man looks back at me and tells me jonathans floor and number. I take the elevator up to his penthouse.
The elevator doors open to his house and I walk out of it and into his place. "Hello?" I say, looking around. His house is huge. his windows are as the size of his walls and the view is amazing. the left side of his windows is the Chicago river, and to the right is lake Michigan. His whole house is very modern and masculine. I wouldn't expect Jonathan to have such a clean house. "Hey, one sec! Jonathan says in the kitchen. He walks out of the kitchen and over to me, holding a bowl of fruit. "Look at you, being healthy!" I say, laughing. Jonathan laughs along, "I know, im surprised too!'' "Well shouldn't you eat healthy if you're in the NHL?" He shrugs. "I like to eat carbs a lot more than the super healthy stuff. But before games I like to eat healthy." We look at each other for a little bit, then he breaks the silence. "Here, lets sit down." He leads me to his kitchen and I sit down on a stool near the Island and he continues cutting strawberries. "Almost done, sorry." He says, "Okay finished!" Jonathan takes another stool and puts his bowl of fruit on the counter. He turns to me and holds my hands "Okay, so you're gonna be in the bar area. its pretty good seats that you overlook the game while drinking and eating. Its a socialization area so there wont be drunk fans screaming. A lot of the team's families go and members of the association." I nod my head, looking nervous. "I don't want you to feel left out there, so you can bring hanna. Just say you're a friend of me, if anyone asks." Jonathan says, smiling.
"A friend?" I ask, tilting my head. we both look at each other in the eyes. "I like you more than a friend, Kelsey. But we aren't dating. And if we date, i'd want to be there with you to introduce you as my girlfriend." I smile. "I like you too. And is it formal or what?" Jonathan shakes his head. "No, you can dress casual. Just not sweats and a northface." He says, laughing. I stick out my lower lip, then giggle. Jonathan hands me two tickets to the game and we both get up. "I should leave." I say, still holding hands with him. "Good luck tonight." I say smiling. he walks to toward the elevator doors, then we both stop. Jonathan grabs my chin and we both lean in. I lightly grasp his neck and jawline with both of my hands as we kiss. His lips are soft, and he's a great kisser.
As we let go, I smile and bite my lip. I get into the elevator and before the door closes, I hear "Kelsey, you look beautiful without makeup." I blush and then the elevator doors close.
Jonathan's POV*
Kelsey really is beautiful, with and without makeup. I hope she knows that I meant it. She's also a good kisser. a realllly good kisser. Im pissed that she had to go, I didn't want to stop kissing her. I'm so happy I met her again at starbucks. Man, why cant I stop thinking about her? I need to be focused on the game. a roll my shoulders a few times and walk back into my kitchen to eat some fruit. I check the time, then grab my hockey bag and leave to the arena.
I close the door and lean on it, basically slamming my back on the door. I'm smiling like crazy. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach. I never thought he'd kiss me. or like me. He does like me, right? I mean you wouldn't kiss someone that you don't like. But why would Jonathan Toews like me? His last girlfriend was a model. She's beautifful and rich. All I am is a nurse and I'm nothing special really. So why would Jonathan want me, when he could get these amazing girls? I walk into my kitchen and clean up. I plug my phone into my speaker and play a Lana Del Rey playlist.
The door opens and Hanna walks in while in washing dishes. "Hey! how was it?" She asked smiling. I keep washing the dishes, while smiling. "Oooo, what happened? Wait.. did you guys have sex or?" She asks, with her eyes wide open. I put the plate that I was washing down and look at Hanna, shocked. "why would you think that?" I ask. Hanna laughs, "Well, I dunno. you and him alone at our place. Plus I know you like him." I blush. "We only kissed. Im not gonna be someone who fucks a guy the 3rd time seeing him." "well that's what happened with Brandon." hanna says while giggling. I look at hanna, annoyed. "Well it's Brandon we're talking about. He basically pressured me into it, and jonathans not like that."
Brandon was my last boyfriend. He was basically that asshole type that only cared about sex. He said sweet things, which I fell for. and I guess those sweet things, plus the amazing sex were the only things that kept our relationship together. until he broke up with me in February to be with this girl who was a lot prettier and sexier than me. I guess ever since that, I've felt really insecure and I started wearing more makeup and dressing nicer. I thought that was what guys liked, so I didn't want my heart broken for not being what they wanted.
"Okay you're right, Brandon wasn't the type that could wait a long time to get it in," Hanna says. I nod my head. "I'm happy that tonight went well for you." She says, smiling while changing the subject. "I am too." I say. Hanna smiles again then looks at the time on her phone. "Okay, well it's late and i'm tired as hell!" she says laughing. "Same, im going to bed." I say. I hug Hanna and go to my room. I remove my makeup, brush my teeth, change into sweats, then hit the sack.
The next morning-
I wake up to my phone ringing. It's 7 o' clock and and slowly get up and grab my phone to answer it.
"Hello?" I say in a tired voice.
"Hey, sorry if I woke you up." Jon says.
"Its fine"
"So I have to go to morning skate in an hour, and I want to hand you the tickets before I go because I might not be able to afterwards. Can you come by my place before 8?" Jonathan then gives me his address.
"Yeah, no problem" I say, rubbing my eyes.
"Okay thanks!"
"Yep!"
We hang up and I go and take a shower. after I get out, I put on my robe and blow dry my hair. The time is 7:36 so I don't have time to do my makeup. I put on my yoga pants and Northface jacket quickly and leave my condo. I park my car outside his condo building and walk to the lobby. I tell the man at the desk that im here to see jonathan toews. He gives me a stern look and calls his room. "Mr Toews, you have a young lady that wants to see her." He listens to the voice on his phone and he nods his head. "Okay, goodbye." He hangs up. The man looks back at me and tells me jonathans floor and number. I take the elevator up to his penthouse.
The elevator doors open to his house and I walk out of it and into his place. "Hello?" I say, looking around. His house is huge. his windows are as the size of his walls and the view is amazing. the left side of his windows is the Chicago river, and to the right is lake Michigan. His whole house is very modern and masculine. I wouldn't expect Jonathan to have such a clean house. "Hey, one sec! Jonathan says in the kitchen. He walks out of the kitchen and over to me, holding a bowl of fruit. "Look at you, being healthy!" I say, laughing. Jonathan laughs along, "I know, im surprised too!'' "Well shouldn't you eat healthy if you're in the NHL?" He shrugs. "I like to eat carbs a lot more than the super healthy stuff. But before games I like to eat healthy." We look at each other for a little bit, then he breaks the silence. "Here, lets sit down." He leads me to his kitchen and I sit down on a stool near the Island and he continues cutting strawberries. "Almost done, sorry." He says, "Okay finished!" Jonathan takes another stool and puts his bowl of fruit on the counter. He turns to me and holds my hands "Okay, so you're gonna be in the bar area. its pretty good seats that you overlook the game while drinking and eating. Its a socialization area so there wont be drunk fans screaming. A lot of the team's families go and members of the association." I nod my head, looking nervous. "I don't want you to feel left out there, so you can bring hanna. Just say you're a friend of me, if anyone asks." Jonathan says, smiling.
"A friend?" I ask, tilting my head. we both look at each other in the eyes. "I like you more than a friend, Kelsey. But we aren't dating. And if we date, i'd want to be there with you to introduce you as my girlfriend." I smile. "I like you too. And is it formal or what?" Jonathan shakes his head. "No, you can dress casual. Just not sweats and a northface." He says, laughing. I stick out my lower lip, then giggle. Jonathan hands me two tickets to the game and we both get up. "I should leave." I say, still holding hands with him. "Good luck tonight." I say smiling. he walks to toward the elevator doors, then we both stop. Jonathan grabs my chin and we both lean in. I lightly grasp his neck and jawline with both of my hands as we kiss. His lips are soft, and he's a great kisser.
As we let go, I smile and bite my lip. I get into the elevator and before the door closes, I hear "Kelsey, you look beautiful without makeup." I blush and then the elevator doors close.
Jonathan's POV*
Kelsey really is beautiful, with and without makeup. I hope she knows that I meant it. She's also a good kisser. a realllly good kisser. Im pissed that she had to go, I didn't want to stop kissing her. I'm so happy I met her again at starbucks. Man, why cant I stop thinking about her? I need to be focused on the game. a roll my shoulders a few times and walk back into my kitchen to eat some fruit. I check the time, then grab my hockey bag and leave to the arena.
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11/11/14