Sharp

Chapter one

Dear Diary,

                I don't know how to say this to you, but I have found my one true love. His name is Patrick Sharp. Yes I understand he is married with two kids, and I'm just a teenager, but I feel he and I would be perfect together. A 16 year age difference is not that much. I also would gladly bare the rest of his children.

               

"Daisy we have got to go. Stop writing in your diary about that poor hockey player." My mother screamed at me threw my door. I have no clue where we are going but all I know is it is an early 17th birthday present. "Hurry up and make sure you look nice." My mother always made sure I had to look nice. My dyed Blackhawk red hair was perfectly straightened, and my makeup was perfect.

                "I'm ready, now can you tell me where we are going." I pleaded to my mother. She just shook her head in laughter. We lived in the Trump towers in down town Chicago. Yes, I know little rich girl, but in all actuality this is my grandparents apartment. My mom and I had barely enough money to eat.

                When we got down stairs, the door man had a taxi waiting for us. I just followed my mom wondering how she is going to pay for this. I sat waiting for my mom to tell the driver where to go, but it seemed as if he already knew where to go. When we stopped we were in front of the Blackhawks store.

                "Daisy this is part one of your present" my face beamed with joy as we ran up the stairs in the store. Chelsey Dagger was blasting in the store. When I got to the store level there was a jersey looking back at me. The jersey sported Patrick Sharp's name and number. But the coolest part about it was all the signatures littering the back. I ran up to it and studied every single name and number. The whole team roster signed my jersey.

                "Mom how did you get this" She just shrugged with the biggest grin on her face.

                "We have to get to the second part of your present" She just circled around my question and walked back down the stairs. I pulled on the jersey and followed her. When I got back down, instead of a taxi there was a limo waiting for me and my mom. "Sweety I'm not going to be with you for the rest of your present, but I know the people you will be with will keep you safe." She opened the door to the limo. The inside was all dark and scary looking, but I could hear people breathing in there. I felt someone pull me onto their lap. The person was buff and tall. Their arms were wrapped around me with the hands placed over my breasts.

                "Um who is this?" Right after I said this the lights flashed on in the limo. I was star struck at who was in the car.

THE FREAKING CHICAGO BLACKHAWKS

                When I turned around I saw the man that I have been dreaming about and writing about in my diary. Patrick Sharp was the strong man underneath me.  He didn't even try to move his hands from my chest. A smirk downed on his face because on the placement. I took his hand and moved them down under my breasts.

                "Aww I liked where my hands were" he whispered in my ear. I just squirmed forgetting I was on his lap "Sweet heart if you keep moving like that we are going to have a harder problem." His voice was like silk. Right after that I felt someone else's hands pull me away from Patrick.

                "Don't worry about Patrick he is just a pervert. Anyway we are almost there." The Jonathan Toews tells me.

                "Yeah he is a perv but once you get to know him he is a great guy." The voice on the other side of me spoke. When I looked over I saw the other half of Chicago's dynamic duo- Patrick Kane. I was freaking out completely because I was in a limo with my favorite hockey team.

                Suddenly the limo stopped and the driver opened the door.

                "Birthday girl first" Corey Crawford said. I stepped out of the car, but right after I had two familiar arms around my waist.

                "Wh what are we doing here?" I spoke for the first time to any of them. We were in front of the united center. The number one place I have always wanted to be at.

                "She speaks" Patrick turned me around so I was looking at him and not the UC.

                "I do speak and you're a huge pervert. I thought you were married with 2 kids. Also grouping a 16 year old at the age of 33 is kinda bad." I looked him in the eye and spoke to him as the rest of the team walking into the building.

                "Well I like bad. And baby girl I want you. We have known about you and this day for a while. I have been dreaming about you baby girl. And Daddy wants his baby." The way he talked to me made me feel amazing. I could not let him get to me though.

                "Well you're not my daddy" I pushed through him and into the building.

                "You know I will get you." I never knew this would be happening. He is my dream guy, but I have to play hard to get.