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The Quarterback's Story!!! Chapter 20

Chapter 20

(Mature content in this chapter)

Zoe's Pov.

It was Saturday and all I wanted to do was sleep. yesterday had been very chaotic and I needed to rest off all the drama that had occurred. Damon had made it his mission to make everything between us okay. He had brought me a box of chocolates and some flowers.

In my mind, I felt like I was in the wrong.

But, in his mind, he felt that he was in the wrong.

We had basically went back into our same old routine, but we both knew that things weren't the same as they use to be. I don't mean that in a bad way. Damon and I had patched things up like we usually did, but it still didn't erase the fact that I had kissed his brother.

And then there's also the fact that I still had Colton's ring.

When I had ran off I didn't drop the ring. It was just too valuable for me to just drop it and leave it there. Part of me just wants to return the ring to Colton, but the other part of me wants to just hang on to it. I mean, it's not like I really wanted to face Colton again.

Which brings me to my second problem.

I still had school. Meaning that I still had to go to Mr. Alexander's class. I'm not sure how I would face him because mostly all my boys were in that class and they all probably knew what had happened on the day of the game now. Most likely Mr.Alexander would be glared at by eleven angry boys that would happily pummel his face for me.

But I didn't want that.

It wasn't all Mr.Alexanders fault. I had kissed him back, so I was just as equal to blame. If they were going to be pissed at Mr.Alexander, then they would have to be pissed at me as well.

"Okay get your pretty little ass up, its time to party!" I heard someone holler. I groan and throw my pillow over my head.

My breath leaves me as I feel someone jump on top of me. I open my eyes and see that Mason is laying on top of me with a huge smile on his face.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I shout at him. He rolls off of me and puts his hands behind his head.

"I'm waking you up Miss sour puss. We have places to be and things to see...or is it things to be and places to see? Oh whatever!" He throws his hand in the air and waves it around.

"What do you mean things to do? What are we doing and where's the rest of the guys?" I rubbed my forehead in confusion.

"Well I was the only brave soul to come up here to wake you up. The rest of the guys are downstairs..." he trails off once he see's me frowning.

"Don't worry about your hubby, he's out doing something special for you...and no, I will not tell you what that special thing is yet." He shakes his head at me before sitting up on my bed.

"Now get dressed. We're all waiting for you!" He throws the covers off of me exposing my bare legs to the cold air. I glare at him before pulling the covers back onto me.

"I'm getting my rest." I mutter before closing my eyes and attempting to go back to sleep.

"Girl if you don't get up I will personally hurl your ass into that closet and dress you myself. Don't think I won't!" He crosses his arms. I groan while cursing under my breath before I sit up extremely slow. I make my way into the closet and pick out an old jersey and some skinny jeans. Then I walk out only to see that Mason was shaking his head at me already.