NHL Imagines

Dylan Strome (AC)

   "Dyl, are we there yet?" I whine, we were driving around, trying to find his new apartment in Arizona.

   "The GPS says it's just around the corner, we should soon be there." Dylan says, obviously frustrated with his lack of direction. I had to laugh at him.

   "I could get around Erie and the entire province of Ontario just fine, I don't get why this is so damn difficult." Dylan said.

   "Dude, you lived in Erie with billets, you didn't need to drive all the time, plus you were there for 2 years, and obviously you could get around Ontario, it's Canada, that's like the easiest country to drive through." I laughed, but clearly I was no help to Dylan's mood.

   "Urgh, this is just annoying. Can up you imagine me getting out of the arena at 12 and trying to drive back to the place?"

   " Woah, Dylan, I'll be with you, I'm sure one of us will know it pretty soon."

   After about 20 more minutes of driving, we finally arrived at the apartment building where we were going to be living. It was huge and quite frankly, I hoped we weren't on the top floor.

   We walked with a couple bags to the elevator, and Dylan pressed the button "4". Thank god we weren't too far from the ground.

   "Dylan, do you know where we're going now?" I smirk, teasing him.

   "Very funny Y/N, yes I know where we're going. Apartment 4C."

   When we reached the apartment Dylan opened the door and like a gentlemen, let me inside first.

   "Thank ya." I smiled at Dyl. Sure the apartment would need a few homey touches, but besides that, it was a beautiful.

   "Welcome to our new home." Dylan said, looking at me. We placed our bags on the kitchen counter and walked around our new place, our first place together.

   I stood over by the window of the living area, looking out at the view of the city. Glendale was a beautiful city, and I couldn't wait to spend my time here with Dylan. Who knows, maybe I'll even raise my children here.

   Dylan walked over and wrapped his arms around my shoulders.

   "You know, we finally get to be alone all the time in this place. No worries about parents or my brothers walking in on us. Heck we could do it on the couch whenever we wanted."

   "Woah, slow down Dyl, first off, we don't even have a couch yet and secondly, we still have neighbors who can file for noise complaints." I say while laughing, Dylan smiles and thinks to himself for a minute.

   "Well than, I guess we'll have to go buy a couch and fix that problem. Oh and the neighbours? I guess you'll just have to learn how to be quiet." Dylan whispers in my ear.

   "Be good Stromer, now come on, we still have boxes and bags in the car."

   We went back out to the car to get the rest of our bags and boxes, and when we came back we started putting things away, ready to settle in our new home and ready to go out and buy a couch.