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Out of my League

before I start, pls omg I was literally screeching when I was thinking of writing this. i was really excited

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George POV

How do I even start with this.. I'm basically, no one. No- I mean I am George Davidson, I am someone, but at school? I don't even know. I'm not a loner, I do have friends. But I'm not at the top of my class like Karl, not a club president like Luke, and not a football player like Nick. I was just, there. Trying my best to survive school, just a normal person, I guess? I'm just, not interested with that kind of stuff. I know, you probably think I'm boring but maybe I haven't found my interest yet, or I just basically don't give a fuck about stuff like that. But, you know Nick's a football player right? He invited me to watch him play but, I didn't technically watch HIM. I watched the game, but my eyes was set on this one guy called Clay. There's really something about him that's been haunting me since Nick invited me to watch his play and, he's been in my mind since last week I watched him play.

I know I'm a confident person and all without all the playing football and participating in clubs of course, but I really have no idea on how I'll approach that man. One, I'd probably say something REALLYY stupid. Two, I shut people out and be mean especially when I like them. Don't judge, that's how I show I like someone. Three, he's definitely out of my league. Imagine me, no one. Like, I just study and that's all I do here. My grades are average, I don't have any drama with anyone, I'm not popular, and I don't participate in anything. I'm just some normal student here that no one talks about, unlike him. He's a smart, rich, talented, athletic student. He's like an 11 out of 10 and I'm here, a solid 3 out of 10. He's probably going to be made fun of if we got together, and what if he's straight? Then there's like negative chances we would be together, and maybe even talk. So why should I even bother? Right..?

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Well, Nick invited me to watch him play again. How could I even refuse? Clay's gonna be there, I can watch him play again. It won't hurt so I accepted Nick's invite. Karl and Luke wouldn't be there because they're too busy with their grades and club shit. I'm so lucky I don't have to worry about that stuff.

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I went and sat on the middle bleachers, he immediately caught my eye. Just seeing him got my heartbeat racing, maybe even faster than when they run around in that field playing football.

Anyways, just look at that. He was wearings his white and green uniform, it sure does fit him well. Damn, the way he parts his hair really gets me. Like, can someone film that or something? If only I can just rewind.

The game starts and my eyes never left him. It's good watching him play again but I hate these girls behind my back who kept on screaming "GO CLAY", like okay? The both of you might damage my ear drums first before Clay even notices you, calm down.

It's been thirty minutes and they were still playing, and yes you guessed right. I'm still looking at Clay and the two girls haven't stopped screaming. Are they barbarians in their past life or something? I look behind me for a bit and they're really busy waving a big ass tarpaulin of the team's flag with Clay's face on it. I look back and looked for Clay. Hold on, did he just look at me? No, way. That must be a mistake, I'm pretty sure.

Everytime he scores a goal, a smile on my face appears. And look, he did it again. I was clapping silently and then he looks at me again? What? He's probably looking at these noisy ass girls behind me. I look at the girls and they are convinced he looked at them. They started screaming so much louder, I swear they're gonna break my ear drums. I looked back and Clay was laughing at me? Or at the girls? I don't know alright! But then he winked, and I knew it. I know it was for me. He could've look above my head but he didn't. What was that Clay? What the actual fuck???

I continued watching the game and what can I say, their team won. Of course they would, Clay's so good and he's probably mvp again.

I stood up from the bleacher and he was coming up here. I wonder why? When I was about to go down, he says something.

"Hey.", I wasn't sure who he was talking to.

"Omg bestie, he's definitely talking to you!!", that one girl at my back said. Well they're convinced Clay's talking to them.

"George, right?", then he says my name. My eyes widen as my name leaves his mouth. What? He knows me?

"Uhh, yes. Why?", I can feel the disappointment from the two girls. Well, they deserve it for being so fucking loud.

"Can I talk to you?", he asks.

"No.", I said

"Oh come on, please?"

"What do you want?"

"Let's go sit at the bottom.", he said as he gives his hand to me. Does he want to guide me down the stairs? What does he think of me? A child?

"No thanks.", I step down and then I suddenly slip. I was lucky that Clay was there, he caught me. AND NO, I didn't get butterflies. How does butterflies even get in your stomach anyway?!

"Told you.", he said and then laughed at me.

"Ugh.", I went down by myself and sat. He follows and sits beside me.

"Hey, I know you like me.", I was surprised. How the hell does he know this? And where did he even get that information?

"Okay, I don't know where the hell you got that but that's a lie.", I argued with him.

"No one needs to tell it to me, I just found out."

"What do you mean? You can't just jump into conclusions like that!", he smirks while I'm here literally confused.

"I can see how you were looking at me the whole game.", so he did see me..

"So you were looking at me? Looks like you're the one who likes us here."

"Okay, you're feisty."

"It's because I don't like you."

"I know you do."

"Oh shut up will you? What you're saying is literally made up and bullshit!", you like my acting? Yeah, that's how I am. Of course, he just laughs at me.

"How did you even notice anyway? Like there are screaming women behind me, I thought you were looking at them."

"Oh come on, don't be jealous."

"Ha ha, very funny Mr. Clay, But I'm not.", I rolled my eyes.

"Why are you even talking to me? Why don't you just go with the girls who are literally drooling over you?"

"You're getting jealous again!", he laughs. Is this guy for real?

"Ugh, just make out with the girls behind me earlier so you and them could just shut the fuck up."

"Ha ha, very funny Mr. Davidson.", he knows my surname?

"Excuse me? Are you mocking me?"

"Oh definitely not."

"Can I go now? I don't want to hear more bullshit.", I crossed my arms.

"No, stay here.", Ugh. He's so annoying.

"Make me.", I said as I smirked at him.

He stands up and goes infront of me. He  places his foot at the backrest of the chair. Did he just kick the chair beside me? He leans to come closer.

"Where are you going again?"

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OK I AM PLANNING ON MAKING THIS A BOOK. so I'm basically continuing this  because I just feel it's going to make a great book 😳 take this as a little teaser or smthin idk;) looks like this aint a oneshot no mo
i'll probably make the book at the same time when i publish the next oneshot so i can update you guys.

soon!!
  ^^^

Want You Back - 5 Seconds of Summer

Teeth - 5 Seconds of Summer

(their songs are great alright)