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0 1 | m i l k s h a k e s

Flashback ~ 6 years ago.

0 1 | m i l k s h a k e s

🎶 So Far Away - Charlie Purth 🎶

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The day I followed my best friend to football practice after school hours was when everything began.

I was just sitting at a bleacher, a banana milkshake in hand, waiting for Mia to finish her discussion with Blake Griffin, that nerdy guy she claimed was her cousin. They were arguing, it seemed, and I just decided not to interfere. Mia wouldn't like it.

One damn ball that I hadn't noticed in the fields suddenly whizzed past my head and I looked up. My milkshake spilt on my thigh, making me gasp and shudder.

I was just about to open my mouth to yell at the idiot who threw the ball when my breath hitched as my emerald green eyes was met with tantalising grey ones.

It was the Asher Mendez, jogging towards me, naked. Sorry, mean, um, abs on show.

His biceps and flexed muscles contracted as he moved his arms. Legs moved lazily across the field in tight sports knickers.

I gasped, again, completely whipped.

"I always knew this snob was going to be a delicious milkshake " I muttered to myself as he finally stopped in front of me.

His eyes stared into mine while I openly eyed him with my mouth slightly ajar.

He smirked and I curled my toes in my shoes as I felt my cheeks warm up and some funny movements in my stomach but he only rolled his eyes and the next thing I saw him doing was bending down. I followed his movement to see that he was trying to pick something off the bleacher.

His shirt.

"Move that ass. " he snarled in a monotone.

God that sounded sexy.

He tugs at something and I move apart a bit when I realise I'm sitting on a part of the T-shirt.

He picks it up and puts it over his head, wearing it.

I frown in discontent but quickly look away. I'm not supposed to be looking at him like, like, I'm dying to be in his arms. I'm not!

Suddenly I was shy as I noticed his heavy gaze on me before he walked past me and when I looked up again, I found him passing the ball on the field.

I sigh.

My banana milkshake found its way back into my hand and a few minutes later, Mia jogs towards me.

"Hey, " I say wiggling my brow once at her and taking a gulp from my milkshake.

She pants and crashes beside me.

"Man, Blake is a fucking pain in the ass. Can't believe he... " she pauses to think what to say then pants, "actually wasted my time."

I nod. "What were you guys even discussing?" I threw the empty container in the bin next to me and then focused back on Mia.

I look at her intently. Am I imagining things or she's blushing? Her face is beet red.

"I- well it doesn't matter. It's just about his stupid books, " she shakes her head. "I just borrowed one of the books he reads and I found, well? " she looks at me with raised brows, as if asking me to guess.

"What? " I reply, honestly clueless.

What could she have found?

She suddenly laughs awkwardly. "You know... what boys see, " she shrugs, "online."