Drunk In Love

2. Baby I Want You

Spencer's POV:

"Ugh, my head..." I groan, as I wake up out of a daze. I look around to see that I'm not in my house. But before I can even have my thoughts together, I see a woman walking out into the nearby kitchen.

"Morning Spencer." The softness of her voice is how I instantly knew that it was my old college buddy, Olivia Baker. Damn, it's been a while since we've seen each other. Even though I remember our time last night, seeing her again felt refreshing.

I rub my eyes and stretch, fully waking up.

"Morning Liv." She blushes, chuckling a bit, pouring a cup of coffee. "You still call me that after all these years?" She asks, genuinely being curious. I start to get up, sitting across from her on the counter.

"Well, it's not like we're strangers. We've hung out in college. You my girl so I can still call you Liv." She gives a face.

"Oh, so I'm your girl?" I show regret in my face as I didn't realize I said it in that kind of way. I wave my hands in defense, making Olivia laugh. "Oh nah, I didn't mean it--"

"I'm just playing. I know what you meant." I breathe in relief. As she hands me a cup of coffee, we sit and catch up for a few minutes.

"So, how have you been? I haven't really seen her since we got those phony ass diplomas."

"Um, I've been doing very good. I've been a bartender for 2 years even though I'm four years sober." I act surprised as her sobriety came as a shock to me. "Sober? Elaborate."

By the reaction of her face, I could tell she was already feeling uncomfortable. "Um, I just went down a bad path. I tried to drown it out with alcohol. Family freaked. 75K and three months later, I was good as new. But really, it's fine though."

I show worry, as I don't think that's her whole story. "Is it?" She shows an annoyed look, as if she was getting triggered by something. "Look, can we not talk about it, please?" She saids with a bit of an attitude.

"Sorry." I back down. She sighs, calming down.

"It's fine. Um so... how have you been? I know being one of the top rookie players must take a lot out of you." I chuckle out of shyness, not ignoring that awkward moment we just had.

"Well you know, the hard work pays off. I've been dreaming of going into the NFL ever since I was a kid. Now that the dream is coming true, it feels like a dream. I'm blessed to be where I am." Olivia nods at my honesty.

Football has been a part of me ever since I was five years old. My father, Corey, taught me in the in and outs of the sport. He showed me the ropes.

He passed away a few years back when I was a senior in high school. He couldn't fully be here to see what I accomplished. And to this day, I'm still upset about it. But I plan to change that. I want him to see me from up above. How much I have changed, grown and how much I can make him proud. My mother Grace and my little brother Dillon have been my rock since day one. But to be honest, it doesn't feel the same without him here.

"Well, that's good. I'm proud of you."

"Thanks."