It all started with one game

The game

A/n,I suck at writing thing so if it sucks I'm sorry😅.I made most of this up while listening to very odd music. Proofread by mossingested!

3rd pov

     Everyone took their places on the court. The sound of the crowd died down as the coaches announced the rules, the players, blah, blah, blah. Grian looked over his shoulder to see X behind him, and Charlie behind X on the bench. "Don't worry G, I have a good feeling about this one." Grian just rolled his eyes in response.

    "Sure X, you said that last game and we lost." X scoffed and pretend to be offended. "It wasn't my fault Scott was too busy making googly eyes with a guy on the stand!" He said chuckling "Hey!" They turned their heads to face the Scottish cyanette who had a tinted blush on his cheeks. "You can't blame me, he was good looking! It his fault-" The whistle blew, the game had begun.

~~~~5 minutes after a volleyball game I can't write without it sounding horrible ~~~~

     The score. They were losing by a lot. With only a few minutes left on the timer, Grian went with the only option he had left, to play dirty. "No," he thought, his girlfriend would hate it if he did. But he had to choose, his girlfriend or his team, no, his family. He sighed, knowing what he had to do next.

    At the final break of the game, he went up to the closest player on the opposing team and tapped them on the upper back. When they turned around he was met with a pair of black eyes. They were around 6'5 and had jet black hair that matched his eyes.

     "Oh, hello!" Said the boy, flashing Grian a soft smile. "My names Mumbo." He didn't know what happened then, but seeing him smile made Grian feel warm inside. "Hello to you too," he said trying not to blush. "It's been a good game so far, do you need anything?" Mumbo asked. Grian just stared at him bewildered. "I'm on the opposite team, you shouldn't be allowed to help me." he said,trying sound suductive. He watched as "Mumbo's" cheeks grew a bit pink and his eyes widened. It had worked, Grian's plan was in motion. Flirt your way to victory.

   The rest of the game, Grian would flirt with the same guy, messing him up whenever it was his turn to serve. They tied neck and neck by 24 points each.

The game ended.

      Grian was alone in the locker room and finished putting away his black, white, and blue uniform when someone grabbed his shoulder and forced him to turn around. It was Mumbo. He then pinned Grian to the locker and bent down a bit to be eye level with him. "You" he said in a deep voice trying to sound threatening. "Yeah, it's me. Do you want something or?" Grian said calmly trying not to let his fear show. "What?!?! What do you mean!?!You played dirty out there, and it wasn't fair!" Mumbo exclaimed. Grian just bit his lip as he got an idea. He got close to Mumbo's face and put a hand on his waist pulling him closer and put his other hand on his chest.

I could play dirtier if you want~ "

   Mumbo's hand immediately shot off Grian's shoulder and he backed up, releasing Grian. His face turned a bright pink while his eyes widened. "Y-yeah- Well you're- That's not- uggghhh." he groaned in frustration and hid his face behind his hands as Grian laughed at him. "Dude you face is so pink! Aww, you look so cute flustered," he managed to choke out in between laughs. It was true though, and Grian got that feeling again, but he pushed it down. "I have a girlfriend" he told himself.

     Mumbo just walked out of the boys locker room mumbling to himself. Grian turned to reopen his locker but stopped when he saw X standing there awkwardly. "How much did you see" Grian asked in a very demanding voice. "Oh,not a lot you know," he paused then dropped his voice "just the whole thing." Grian stared at X while he fidgeted with his fingers nervously until he started giggling and soon he and X were laughing until their bellies hurt.

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