Part 8

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This is the outfit that I had in mind while writing this, feel free to use something else if you don't like it. 

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Y/N POV

I am rushing myself to be on time for the party. I only got 20 minutes and 5 of them are for getting there. Aubrey decided to throw the party at my workplace so it's not far from my house. I am choosing for a perfect outfit. Yes I want to impress Lizzie but I also want to look good for myself so don't judge me. I throw on my brown pants with my matching brown Jordans. Then to top it off, I put on my favorite blue t-shirt that matches my cap. I finish my outfit off by putting on my rings and necklace. 

I still got some time over so I brush my teeth on put on my perfume. I am not going to lie but I feel pretty confident right now. I always loved my parents but my dad never understood who I was so he forced me to wear what in his eyes were girly clothes but they just made me feel insecure. When I came out of the closet he said that he accepted me and I know that he did but still I could feel that he had a hard time with it. I love my dad from the bottom of my heart but this really caused a lot of arguments between us. After a while he kinda let me do what I wanted so I could by my own clothes and that's when I was really feeling myself. I had this huge glow up and I never felt better. 

Me and my dad grew closer to each other after this and it felt so good. Not even a month later my parents were killed and I never got my chance to see them again. This was when I was eleven so after that I moved in with my grandparents and they raised me as if I was their child. I miss my parents every day, I even tried to find the killers but I had no luck. 

Enough of this sad story shit, I need to get to the party like right now. I hop on my motorcycle and drive to the party. I am just on time and I see the team outside waiting. I park my motorcycle and walk up to them. "Y/N here you are. What did the doctor say?" This is Aubrey, always business and no pleasure. "My knuckle is broken, I was lucky that it was popped back in and I need to wear this splint for like 6 to 8 weeks. I can keep playing, I just need to tape my fingers and I can't be in goal." The team cheered and all came to hug me. "We can't be happier, we got to be honest and it is pure honesty that we won the game because of you. I have never seen someone as good as you, I hope that you can do the same on the field." 

I can't help but smile, nobody has ever praised me this much. "It was a team effort, we all won and not only because of me. And because we won we can party like there is no tomorrow so what are we waiting for?" I looked at everyone and they just shook their head with a smile. "We are waiting for your little girlfriend." Are they serious? We are not in high school anymore so why would they be so childish? "She is not my girlfriend, I just helped her with some stuff and she thinks that she owns me something even after I said that she doesn't own me anything." They all laughed ant looked at me in disbelief. "But you can't deny that you have a big fat crush on her. I mean, we all have seen how you look at her." Why are they still going on about this? Of course I have a crush on Lizzie but I can't tell her that. She is straight for all I know. "No, I don't have a crush on her. Of course she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen but that doesn't mean that I have a crush on her." 

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