Obviously Him.

Chapter One

After the football game, I waited for Sam in the car. I knew it was going to be a while because they lost 47-7. You could kinda say their coach is a little into winning... And by that, I mean you could defiantly say he's very into winning. Which in a way, is kinda logical because losing makes everyone look bad except for the other team.

The game has been over for a little over an hour and im still waiting for him. I wanted to get up to go check on them, to make sure their coach wasn't being too hard on them, but they can handle it... They are big boys after all.

It took him about another 30 minutes to come out of the locker room doors. I threw my pom poms in the back seat and grabbed my lip gloss and put some on. When he got into the light of my car, I could see bruises and scratches on his face... They weren't from the game because I saw him right before they went into the locker room.

When he got in my car, I gave him a kiss after he threw his helmet in the back seat with my pom poms.

"What the hell happened?" I asked, lightly touching his face where all the cuts and bruises were.

"It got bad on the feild... Didn't you see it?"

"Don't you lie to me. I talked to you before you went in the locker room," I said firmly.

"Look, can we please just go? I just need some sleep." He started to reach to turn the key.

"No. Not until you tell me what happened."

He sat back in his seat and rolled his eyes.

"Baby, I just care about you. Please tell me... If it makes you feel any better, I won't tell anyone," I pleaded.

"Look, Macy. It doesn't fucking matter. I'm not dead and I'm fine. Leave it at that."

I didn't say anything from there. There was just something in his voice that I've never heard before that told me to listen to him and stop. I drove to my house without even asking him.

"If you're mom asks what happened, tell her it was the game. Got it?" He asked as I grabbed my pom poms and he grabbed his helmet.

"Of course," I said with a smile.

We walked inside to my parents standing right in front of the door.

"Where have you been?" My mom asked furiously.

I waited for Sam to talk, "the score was so bad that coach held us after for two hours. Sorry, Mrs. Daniel."

"But why didn't Macy come home by herself?" My dad asked.

"Dad. I promised him a ride."

"Why didn't you take him home?" My dad asked, being overprotective.

I didn't know what to say... Thank God Sam helped me.

"We were gonna watch a movie," Sam said with a smile.

"Ok but one more question for you, son," my dad said, turning to Sam, "what the hell happened to your face?"

"The game got rough," Sam said... His face stayed blank, so you couldn't really tell if he was lying or not.

"Be careful out there. It will get worse," my dad said.

"Well we're going to bed. Don't do anything you'll regret-"

"Like what?" I firmly cut my mom off.

"Sex," my dad firmly stated.

Sam started to laugh and I hit him in the stomach.

We just stood there akwardly until I grabbed Sam's arm and pushed past my parents. I took him to my room.

"Taylor Swift much?" He asked as we walled into my room.

"Yes, I do." I walked over to my TV and grabbed a movie. The Hunger Games. "I've never seen this... Wanna watch it?"

"You've never seen The Hunger Games?"

He acted like it was a crime but I shook my head no, "I've seen most of the second one though."

"You do realize when I told your parents that we were watching a movie, I didn't mean it."

"I know. But if they don't hear a movie, they'll know you lied and I really want to watch a movie with you."

"Oh you know I can't turn that down," he said with a smirk.

I went into my closet to change into my pajamas and started the movie when I came out. He lay down and patted the empty spot on my bed. I came to lay beside him as the movie started. He took off his shirt, showing his gorgeous body. I lay with my head on his chest. I wasnt paying any attention to the movie, but focused on his breathing. I started to fall asleep but I sat up before I could. I looked into his tired eyes. He was perfect... Scratches, bruises, and tiredness.

I leaned in to kiss him. He sat up and we pretty much went into a full make out session. It was great.

I'm proud to call this man mine and would never let him go. I love him, and I would never trade him for anything in the whole world.

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