My head was resting in my hands as we all anxiously waited for the result. My heart was hammering in my chest, my palms sweating with nerves. I glanced up at Odell who instantly glanced to meet my gaze, my heart fluttering as he sent me a wink. He looked a little beat and had cuts in odd places on his face but he still looked insanely fucking handsome.
"You're winner this evening, Odell Beckham Jr" almost the entire crowd erupted in cheers. I jumped up from my seat and began to jump around, screaming out in excitement. As soon as Odell had done his lap of the ring and gained his congratulations from his team, he stepped off the ring and my heart skipped a beat as the first thing he did was walk up to me.
"You were amazing. You totally kicked his ass" I ran my hand along his cheek and wrapped my arm around his neck as I leant up to kiss him. He lightly laughed as I pulled away.
"It wasn't easy, Baby" he pressed a kiss to my nose as he wrapped his arm around my waist. "I think you promised me something" I lightly giggled as he pressed his lips to my ear and he led me out of the arena. We were surrounded as soon as we stepped into the corridor and Odell was whisked off for an interview. Ever since his issue of Men's Fitness was released, he's been in high demand. I nibbled on my lip as I leant against the wall, waiting as patiently as I could for him to return. I pulled my phone from my pocket and beamed at the photo that Heather had me sent over an hour ago.
Heather: These boys sure love to cuddle 🥰
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Heather's always hated to watch Odell fight and I can say that I understand where she comes from, it is difficult to watch someone you love get technically beat up.
Me: I hope they behaved for you!!
I glanced up as a hand settled on my waist and I smiled as my eyes met Odell's.
"Look at our boys" I turned my phone to him so he could see the photo. A light smile played on his lips. "Do you not think Hunter still looks so tiny next to Kalen?" he nodded, his eyes suddenly running along my body. "What?" he licked along his lower lip.
"I know you can't get pregnant but why don't we practice making another one of those" I rolled my eyes, nibbling on my lower lip as my cheeks flushed.
"We're lucky I can't get pregnant" he lightly laughed as he leant to press his lips to mine. Odell went to lead me towards his changing room but was called back by Tony. I sighed as I watched him walk away. He glanced back at me over his shoulder, an apologetic smile playing on his lips. I flashed him a light smile as I shook my head, making my own way to his changing room. I took a seat on the bench, pulling out my phone to scroll through social media. I released a sigh once I glanced up at the time. I shoved my phone into my pocket and pushed myself to stand, shoving my arms into the sleeves of my jacket. It was then that Odell stepped into the room with Tony and almost everyone else behind him. They had wide smiles spread across their faces that I couldn't help but to look confused at. "What's going on?" Odell turned to me, lightly laughing as he ran his hand over his head.
"You-You're looking at the new face of Nike, Baby" my eyes instantly widened.
"Wow" even though I was trying my hardest to be excited, it was proving difficult. I suddenly began to worry that the start of all this attention would take Odell away from us. I knew instantly that he could see the hesitation on my face and he told everyone to leave so that he could change. I watched his back as he turned away from me, only turning back around once everyone had left and the door had been closed behind them.
"You could at least look happy for me, Dem" his eyes were filled with a sadness. He doesn't think I'm happy for him?
"I-I am happy for you, Odell."
"You could tell your face that" I nibbled on my lip as I glanced down at the floor. I twiddled nervously with my fingers as I tried to figure out how to tell him how I felt without sounding like a complete and utter bitch.
"I am happy for you, O, but-but this is all happening so fast, don't you think?"
"Fast like how?" I released a sigh as I ran my fingers through my hair, glancing briefly around the room.
"The Men's Fitness magazine came out 2 weeks ago and already you're being offered a partnership with Nike. O, I-I..." I nibbled on my lip as I stared at him, trying to hide the fact that my eyes were burning with the threat of tears.
"Demi, I..."
"I'm scared that all of this is going to come between us and that all this attention you're getting is going to break us" he rolled his eyes, a flash between anger and sorrow in his eyes. "That doesn't mean that I'm not proud of you, Odell, because I am. Baby, I am so proud of you" I stepped up to him, my hands cupping his face. At first he refused to meet my gaze but as I ran the tip of my thumb along his cheek, his eyes danced down to meet mine. "I love you, Odell. I love you so fucking much but I-I don't want to lose you because of all this."
"What makes you think that you're going to lose me?"
"It-It's just a feeling that I have."
"Are you worried that I'll go back to my old ways?"
"No" I may have answered that a little too quickly but it is the truth. "I know that you love me and I trust you" he lightly caressed the side of my face.
"You're not going to lose me, Demi. You're stuck with me. You're loved by me and you always will be. I'm never letting you go" his eyebrows lightly furrowed. "Did that sound a bit possessive?" I lightly giggled as I shook my head.
"Maybe a little but I'm okay with it" I leant up to press my forehead to his. "I love you, Odell Beckham. I am so proud of you" he leant to press his lips to mine, his hands moving to my ass. "Now, I think you promised me a little something" I squealed against his lips as he lifted me up, my arms and legs wrapping around his body as he carried me into the bathroom.
