WARNING: This is the first story I've ever written so it does get cringe in some parts. But I've reworked a lot of the first chapters. Critique is very much welcomed. You've been warned 😩😩
Celine gets to finally steal the attention of her childhoo...
I sat on my couch, analyzing what just happened. He was so close to me. Why did I freeze? Would he have kissed me? Am I actually his type or was he just joking? God, this is so confusing. I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket and pulled it out.
"Come to my practice. It's at school," It was Noah.
"I thought it was a closed practice?" I don't know if I could handle seeing him so soon after he had me pinned against the door.
"Come. I'm waiting," I could feel myself dampen.
"Or what?" I don't know why but the more commanding he was, the hornier I got.
"Or I'll come get you myself. Your choice," I thought about it for a moment, but realized I'd probably get him in trouble with his parents and coach.
"Okay, I'm coming. Let me just get ready."
"Good. See you soon."
I ran up to my room and put on a black long sleeve with a lace undershirt and wide-legged jeans with white converse.
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I went over to my desk and quickly applied some makeup, then did my hair. Once I was happy with my appearance, I grabbed my keys and left. As soon as I reached my bike, a knot formed in my gut. What am I doing? Why am I just following what he's doing? Am I getting too attached? He's only known me for like three weeks now. Why did he invite me to his practice? I began to pace, coming up with a multitude of reasons why I shouldn't go. Maple is probably going to be there since she's a cheerleader. What if she flirts with him? I decided to call Eliza; she'll know what to do.
"Hey, you okay?" She picked up after two rings.
"Yeah. Noah had to go to his practice and then invited me to go. Should I? Maple's going to be there and I'm lowkey freaking out about it. I feel really crappy about what I did to her. What should I do?" I hated how whiney I sounded.
"You dumb bitch, omg. Go. He invited you, not Maple. Just go. If you feel uncomfortable then you can just leave. It's not that deep," She then hung up, laughing at me.
She's right. Maple has nothing on me. What the fuck was I even freaking out about? I hopped onto my bike, shaking my head at my idiocy.
Once I got to the school, I found Noah at the doors, waiting for me. He smiled and walked to me, wearing a gray hoodie and matching sweatpants. His hair was a little messy but he still looked so goddamn sexy.
"Come on. We're in the field today," I grabbed my helmet as he grabbed my hand, pulling me with him.
"Okay," He was walking a little quickly, obviously late.
I saw the coach, who surprisingly was Mr. Jones.
"Noah, why are you late?" His back was still turned to us.
