Michigan Dreams
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(Genre:Romance)
Dallas couldn’t wait for those long nights with friends, breaking the rules and of course, the hook-ups... wait, he wasn’t supposed to have those this year. This year may be harder then he thought.
Aleksey is the cute foreigner, who came to America for one reason: hockey. But as soon as the season starts, he becomes one of the most wanted bachelors on campus.
Foreword/Preface
Just wanted to say thanks to everyone who read my story, hope you come back for more, and of course, I hope you enjoy it. Feel free to leave tons of comments, I enjoy those. =)
Dallas couldn’t wait for those long nights with friends, breaking the rules and of course, the hook-ups... wait, he wasn’t supposed to have those this year. This year may be harder then he thought.
Aleksey is the cute foreigner, who came to America for one reason: hockey. But as soon as the season starts, he becomes one of the most wanted bachelors on campus.
Foreword/Preface
Just wanted to say thanks to everyone who read my story, hope you come back for more, and of course, I hope you enjoy it. Feel free to leave tons of comments, I enjoy those. =)
Chapter 1:- Happens once in a lifetime
Dallas Webb sat back in his chair, his dark blue eyes focused on one thing: his duffle bag. He brought his hands to his face and rubbed his eyes. He was still tired from the night before, but he had to get this done. It always hurt him to leave his house in Boston every fall, everything about his hometown made him feel welcome and well. The smell of the harbour, the boats, the tourists and all the attractions, everything was perfect here. But he had no choice but to pack up for school. He was finally going to university and although he was accepted to universities in Massachusetts, close to his mother and home, he wanted a change of scenery and took the opportunity to go to Michigan State. His mother was proud of her only son, but he couldn’t shake the feeling of leaving her 15 hours away. He stood up and sighed brushing his fingers through his golden blond hair.
Before Dallas could get up to throw some jeans into the duffle bag, his phone vibrated in his pocket. "Hello?" He asked into the slim phone, his hands almost too big for it. "Yeah, why don't you come over, I wasn't doing anything, anyways." He finished, pulling the phone away from his face and pressed the red end button. He would be leaving tomorrow, so he still had plenty of time before his departure to pack... how harmful would it be to see the girl he loved one more time.
Dallas heard the doorbell and took the steps two by two, beating his mother to the door. He felt like it was only yesterday he was 15 and doing this every time a girl would come over.
“Hi gorgeous,” He said picking her up in his arms and kissing her, bringing her up the stairs.
A few minutes later, Dallas held Laurie in his arms, her head on his bare chest. She looked up at him, and smiled. Her strawberry blonde hair all wet and stuck to his torso. Dallas moved the hair out of her face and kissed the top of her head. He still hadn't told her yet. She was in for a surprise. He cleared his throat, and Laurie sat up, wrapping his dark blue sheets around her naked body.
Dallas smiled weakly: "Laurie..." His voice dropped, and panic spread across her face, Dallas tried to comfort her, she had nothing to worry about. "I’m going to university tomorrow."
Laurie’s face dropped. “What do you mean... leaving, couldn’t you have told me earlier?” She said, clearly getting frustrated with Dallas. He got up and picked up his pair of dark jeans and pulled them up over him. It wasn't the best climate to be wearing jeans; his attic room hot and muggy. He looked back at Laurie, the look of guilt all over his face.
"Sorry I didn’t tell you sooner... I thought... Well it doesn’t matter; I’ll be home during the holidays, and... I don't want to stop seeing you.” Dallas walked over and kissed her forehead again, she pushed him away.
“What do you mean...? You thought?” She grabbed his t-shirt and put it on, and he grabbed her out of bed.
“Well, I...” He stopped and grabbed her hands, swinging them back and forth. “I’ve never had a serious relationship. I thought this would last a month and I’d be single and on to the next. I... you mean more though...”
Dallas stared at her, giving her the best puppy dog eyes he’d ever made. He could sense steam coming out of her ears and her nostrils flaring, but her eyes looked like she’d forgiven him.
“Fine, I was going to U of Mass. anyways, and not the one by your house!” She turned on her heels and walked into his bathroom and slammed the door.
The following morning, Dallas was packing up his old red pick-up trunk, throwing in his duffle bag and hockey equipment, not to mention the almost six feet long hockey sticks. He was glad, at this moment, that he owned a truck.
“Ma... really you can stop now.” Dallas said weakly as his mom gave him tons of hugs and kisses. He mumbled: “I’ve got to go...”
“Oh, I know! But you’re the only one I’ve got! And this is such a big moment!” His mom squeaked. “...oh, I’m going to be so lonely.” She sighed.
Dallas never knew who his father was, besides a small picture and knowing he looks exactly like him, it had never bothered him, and surely never would. What kind of man leaves his son anyways? Dallas shook the thought from him head and hugged his mom one last time before giving Laurie a kiss and entering his vehicle. He couldn’t wait for those long nights with friends, breaking the rules and of course, the hook-ups... wait, he wasn’t supposed to have those this year. This year may be harder then he thought.
Dallas Webb sat back in his chair, his dark blue eyes focused on one thing: his duffle bag. He brought his hands to his face and rubbed his eyes. He was still tired from the night before, but he had to get this done. It always hurt him to leave his house in Boston every fall, everything about his hometown made him feel welcome and well. The smell of the harbour, the boats, the tourists and all the attractions, everything was perfect here. But he had no choice but to pack up for school. He was finally going to university and although he was accepted to universities in Massachusetts, close to his mother and home, he wanted a change of scenery and took the opportunity to go to Michigan State. His mother was proud of her only son, but he couldn’t shake the feeling of leaving her 15 hours away. He stood up and sighed brushing his fingers through his golden blond hair.
Before Dallas could get up to throw some jeans into the duffle bag, his phone vibrated in his pocket. "Hello?" He asked into the slim phone, his hands almost too big for it. "Yeah, why don't you come over, I wasn't doing anything, anyways." He finished, pulling the phone away from his face and pressed the red end button. He would be leaving tomorrow, so he still had plenty of time before his departure to pack... how harmful would it be to see the girl he loved one more time.
Dallas heard the doorbell and took the steps two by two, beating his mother to the door. He felt like it was only yesterday he was 15 and doing this every time a girl would come over.
“Hi gorgeous,” He said picking her up in his arms and kissing her, bringing her up the stairs.
A few minutes later, Dallas held Laurie in his arms, her head on his bare chest. She looked up at him, and smiled. Her strawberry blonde hair all wet and stuck to his torso. Dallas moved the hair out of her face and kissed the top of her head. He still hadn't told her yet. She was in for a surprise. He cleared his throat, and Laurie sat up, wrapping his dark blue sheets around her naked body.
Dallas smiled weakly: "Laurie..." His voice dropped, and panic spread across her face, Dallas tried to comfort her, she had nothing to worry about. "I’m going to university tomorrow."
Laurie’s face dropped. “What do you mean... leaving, couldn’t you have told me earlier?” She said, clearly getting frustrated with Dallas. He got up and picked up his pair of dark jeans and pulled them up over him. It wasn't the best climate to be wearing jeans; his attic room hot and muggy. He looked back at Laurie, the look of guilt all over his face.
"Sorry I didn’t tell you sooner... I thought... Well it doesn’t matter; I’ll be home during the holidays, and... I don't want to stop seeing you.” Dallas walked over and kissed her forehead again, she pushed him away.
“What do you mean...? You thought?” She grabbed his t-shirt and put it on, and he grabbed her out of bed.
“Well, I...” He stopped and grabbed her hands, swinging them back and forth. “I’ve never had a serious relationship. I thought this would last a month and I’d be single and on to the next. I... you mean more though...”
Dallas stared at her, giving her the best puppy dog eyes he’d ever made. He could sense steam coming out of her ears and her nostrils flaring, but her eyes looked like she’d forgiven him.
“Fine, I was going to U of Mass. anyways, and not the one by your house!” She turned on her heels and walked into his bathroom and slammed the door.
The following morning, Dallas was packing up his old red pick-up trunk, throwing in his duffle bag and hockey equipment, not to mention the almost six feet long hockey sticks. He was glad, at this moment, that he owned a truck.
“Ma... really you can stop now.” Dallas said weakly as his mom gave him tons of hugs and kisses. He mumbled: “I’ve got to go...”
“Oh, I know! But you’re the only one I’ve got! And this is such a big moment!” His mom squeaked. “...oh, I’m going to be so lonely.” She sighed.
Dallas never knew who his father was, besides a small picture and knowing he looks exactly like him, it had never bothered him, and surely never would. What kind of man leaves his son anyways? Dallas shook the thought from him head and hugged his mom one last time before giving Laurie a kiss and entering his vehicle. He couldn’t wait for those long nights with friends, breaking the rules and of course, the hook-ups... wait, he wasn’t supposed to have those this year. This year may be harder then he thought.
