cheerleader, p.mahomes

082; new coach

new coach

it was the following morning and i was camped up by the toilet, puking my guts out. i am never drinking like that again.

"jesus mama," a tired patrick mahomes said from behind me, "you need to chill with the drinking."

i rolled my eyes and flushed the toilet before standing up, "you think?" i sassed, wrapping my arms around me.

patrick smiled at me and pulled me into his big bear arms, "forget about what happened with her, okay?" he cupped my cheeks while staring deep into my eyes, "she's not worth it."

"is my nose really that bad?" i asked him.

"eh," he shrugged, earning a slap from me and he laughed, "relax relax," patrick grabbed my wrists, stopping me from hitting him again, "you look the same."

"same old julie."

after sharing some kisses and more hugs, i hopped into the shower since i was informed that brittany had scheduled practice for this morning to get us ready for the big game.

in brazil, my three friends had taught me the routine since I'M BACK TO CHEERING AGAIN!

once i finish my shower, i changed into some joggers and a crop top before running downstairs, pulling my hair into a pony.

i spotted patrick feeding joshua and i smiled, quickly making myself a smoothie, "he looks happy," i pointed out, noticing the smile on joshs face.

"glad his mama is back home," patrick winked, making me smile.

"come here you," i grabbed a hold of my baby and burped him before giving him a kiss, "i've missed you so much."

"so, who's watching him at the game tonight since you're back to cheering?" patrick curiously asked as he washed joshua's bottle in the sink.

"my sister, she's in town," i told him, gathering stuff for the diaper bag, "she should be here any minute along with her boyfriend."

"woah," patrick laughed and turned around, crossing his arms, "boyfriend?"

"yes, boyfriend," i smiled, walking up to him, "he's a real cutie."

the moment i said that, the doorbell rang. i knew immediately that was my sister and dylan and rushed to answer it, "hey guys," i greeted the two, hugging them both, "ready for game day?"

"hell yeah," dylan grinned happily, him and my sister stepping inside the house.

"sames," claire added, grabbing joshua from me, "but i'm only here to be with josh," she kissed his cheek, making me roll my eyes and for dylan to laugh and squeeze her side.

i just realized something. dylan has never met patrick, "come on, pats in the kitchen," i said to the two and they followed me.

patrick stood by the stove, his phone to his ear, "ight, i'll be over soon. bye kelce," he shoved his phone into his pocket before greeting my sister, "good to see you again," he smiled at her.

"good to see you too."

the look on dylan's face was priceless. i guess he was a huge fan. my sister had told me he didn't believe that i was marrying THE patrick mahomes. now he most definitely does.

"you're....." patrick trailed off, pointing at dylan who's mouth was wide open and shock covered his features.

"dylan," i answered for him with a slight laugh, "the boyfriend."

"nice to meet you, man," patrick held out his hand and dylan grabbed it, shaking it, "yeah, you too," he turned to my sister and she laughed, hugging him.

"i gotta run guys, practice for the game," i gathered my things and gave patrick a quick kiss on the lips, "his diaper bag is all packed. all you really have to do is change him but i have all his clothes out on his bed," i told my sister, hugging both her and dylan then gave joshua a kiss.

"woah woah, what happened to your nose?" claire asked in concern.

i glanced at patrick, "long story."

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i soon arrived at arrowhead and i pretty much knew that i'd be getting a lot of questions about my new busted up nose. i was just excited to see brittanys. i know i had punched her much harder.

i ran out onto the field and saw all the girls performing the routine while brittany observed. i placed down my stuff on the benches and joined in.

"we're so going to kill this routine, girls," brittany told the squad, them all smiling while i was just laughing at the sight of her nose.

it was fucked up big time.

"um excuse me, julianna," brittany called me out, all eyes landing on me, "what're you doing here?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"cheering?" i said a little confused.

"yeah, no," she let out her wicked laugh, slowly walking toward me, "didn't anyone tell you? you're kicked off the squad till further notice."

my mouth dropped in shock but also in anger while gab and emma gasped, "bye bye," brittany smiled, waving me off.

if this wasn't game day or whatever, i would've knocked the shit outta her but for today, i had to stay calm.

"actually brittany," lea spoke up, walking over to us with a smile, "you're kicked from the squad," she handed her a paper and anger rose on brittanys face, "bye bye," lea waved her off.

"screw you!" she yelled in leas face as she gathered all her stuff, "i'll be back! you'll see!" she shouted at me before running off the field, hysterically crying.

the group of us all laughed at the scene she just put on, "you girls are lookin at the new cheer coach," lea said, pointing right at gab who looked at her with wide eyes.

"seriously?!"

lea nodded, placing a hand on her arm, "seriously."

congratulations gab!