The Fumble Of A Quarterback

Chapter 21: Talked To Everett

"Listen if you feel like you aren't up to it at any moment let me know and we can get you home," Dad said as he parked into the parking lot the next Monday.

The stomach bug had run it's course and now I was feel back to normal. Although I resisted to roll my eyes at him. I had a stomach bug, I wasn't dying. "Thanks dad, I think I should be fine. If anything, I can retreat to your office."

"You can always do that," Dad said as he got out of the car.

Instantly spotted Everett at the door of the Woody complex. He smiled at me, making my heart flutter. Wasting no time, he took sure steps towards me as if I was the only thing that mattered. In a matter of seconds, he was face to face with me. The close proximity caused my fluttering heart to pound within my chest. His dark green eyes held me captive for a moment.

I used to hate him with everything being of my soul. I hated everything about him, and now it was like a flip of a switch. It was as if the word hate and Everett never corollate. These new feelings made me slightly queasy to think about.

"Well, nice to see you up and early Everett," Dad spoke up, reminding us that he was near. Maybe a little too near.

Everett's attention turned to him with a nod. "Yeah, thought I would get some running in before my Dexa body scan."

"Yeah. Smart thinking there." Quickly he started towards the front doors of the Woody, not waiting for us to move. "I'll give you some moments but don't take a snail's pace. No one likes snails."

In the solitude, Everett turned back to me. "Hey."

"Hey," I said, blush turning my cheeks hot. "Were you waiting for me?"

He nodded. "Of course I was."

I couldn't fight a goofy grin that came to my face, thinking he would do that for me. "I like that."

"And I like you," he said as he looked towards the Woody. "We probably should get in there."

"You're probably right."

Everett chuckled. "Is it alright if I hold your hand?"

I nodded with a small smile.

He intertwined his hand with mine. They felt massive compared to my small ones, but he held it perfectly like a glove, leaving all fingers in a perfect embrace.

"And you are feeling better now, right?" he asked as we walked together.

"Almost back to 100%," I said as I looked at our hands again. Walking in like this, everyone would know we were dating. Maybe that was the point. He wanted them to know. I just hoped this wasn't a mistake.

I tried to slow my heart for a second as my mind yelled at me saying that this could burn to the ground. Wreckage, ruin, flames, bombs, all of that could result if this fell apart, but I didn't care. There was so much to Everett and I wanted to know everything.

"I'll see you later," Everett said as he dropped my hand as he started towards the locker room.

Instantly I wanted his hand back around mine. "Sure. I'll see you."

He smiled then walked down the hall. My eyes targeted his backside, noticing how his shorts hugged his butt, like a round ball. A perfect ball.

"Wait, so you and Everett?" Tad asked, snapping me from my thoughts as he threw a towel over his shoulder. He leaned against the wall with a smug look on his face.

My cheeks burnt hot as I faced him. "Crazy right?" I asked as I tried to keep my voice even.

"Well, I'll be honest, I saw it coming."