It hits different when it's you

Chapter 4

You'd ask Trent to keep his distance, a clean break. It was stupid of you to think it would be that easy for you.

The amount of times you'd picked up the phone to text him that first week was ridiculous you'd been together for two months nonetheless and he was already so cemented into your daily routines it was silly.

If you weren't waking up with him you were texting him good morning, usually a teasing reply would come with how he was half way through his day with the training schedule he followed.

You saw something silly, you sent it him.

A meme, a photo of a new film, the latest stupid thing your boss had you do.

You've spoken to him all this time.

And now radio silence but it was what you had asked for.

"When I asked the gods for content this was not it! Who is she?!"

"You've got to be kidding me, has he got a girlfriend?!?!?"

"I thought he was waiting to meet me, sad times."

"What is she wearing?! Honestly would you leave the house like that and especially with Trent she's got no style"

A cinema trip had been the beginning of the end, you hadn't known it at the time.

Trent had some down time between games and it was barely a month into your relationship, there was a cinema by his that would show old films not old, old but just obscure ones it was quite ingenious the more you thought about it. Trent has told you to pick from the list that he would be happy with any, you weren't going to subject him to a rom com after all you were still trying to impress him he'd mentioned his love of films and how he'd watch many on the plane or coach to and from matches or to even switch off after a game.

"Scream?!" He smirked at your choice as the cashier handed Trent your drinks and popcorn. Who knew that even a professional athlete couldn't resist an ice blast, you smirked watching him take a sip. As much as you tried you couldn't draw your eyes from his mouth, naturally he had caught you staring.

"Don't be going all doe eyed for me now, I've just paid for this film"

"Hush your mouth" you smiled at his teasing as he handed you your drink, keeping his and tucking the popcorn under his arm, his hand reached for yours down by your side.

Immediately your eyes shot to his and to your hands

"This alright?" He asked softly, his eyes melted you. You couldn't think of anything better then holding his hand in public you were just a little apprehensive, but it was the middle of the day on a Monday.

The majority of the city were at school and work, this was a date after all of course you wanted date like treatment you just couldn't let yourself get lost in your own head.

"Yeah" his fingers lingered against yours for a moment before he linked them together with his, why did something as simple as holding his hand have your heart beating that little bit faster.

The more time your spent around him, the more attention he showered you, the giddier your heart got.

You'd spent a blissful hour or so more watching the cheesy horror laughing and jumping all the same making Trent laugh, he'd pulled the arm rest that lay between you up early on in the film so you could cuddle up closer to him. When you jumped, he jumped the pair of you laughing like little kids.

Your popcorn had long been abandoned, Trent hadn't divulged in the sweet treat and there
was no way you could eat it all alone.

Your hands had found a way to hold onto him rather early on in the film. If anything slightly scary appeared on the screen you clutched at Trent's clothes a hand on his t-shirt the other on the joggers that covered the expanse of his thighs.

"Maybe you'd feel safer on my lap" he teased, you slapped your hand lightly against his chest , the screen was almost empty apart from a pair closer to the screen.

"Is that why you brought me here, and to the back row?! Trent!" He laughed hugging his arm around your shoulders as he pressed his lips to your temple, making your heart soar.

"You want the full date experience surely" the action on the screen had died down as you turned your face more towards Trent's, he seemed impossibly closer than a moment before his breath fanned over your face as his hand reached out to the back of your head drawing you into him.

When his pillowy lips hit yours the sigh that escaped had him smiling against you, he moved with such ease against you like you'd been together forever, the hand that cradled the back of your head held you where he wanted he was always so keen to dominate the kiss and you were happy to give him the power, it made you weak the way he held you.

"Hmm" he sighed resting his head against yours.

"Let's get out of here and get some food, yeah?" Trent suggested, the hand that held the back of your head swooped round to your face rubbing his thumb against your bottom lip, you tried your best to play it cool but as soon as his hands were on you, your practically turned to a liquid.

"If you insist" you dramatically sighed and he laughed tipping his head back a little.

If there was one thing you were good at it was making him laugh, you liked that you could.