When Lily Langston goes to a game with her best friend. The last thing she ever thought to happen was being hit in the face with a ball.
But what left her even more shocked was when the guest pitcher himself, the known ruthless billionaire Hayes Gr...
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"I can't leave you, because I love you Lily."
The words vibrate through my mind. My heart races in this moment, the moment I'd been waiting for. The one I dreamt about, the one I wish for. It was here and he stood in front of me and after a minute of shock had gone by. He looked worried as I stood with no response, but it wasn't bad, I wasn't upset. I was far from it, and as I wrapped myself around him again, my arms going into his suit jacket accepting his warmth.
I felt at home, I'd found my home. I'd found Hayes.
"Lily" he whispers and I look up at him, my sight blinded by tears.
"You do?" I question with uncertain that I heard him correctly. The words I held back for so long, waiting for him to say them and here he was, doing so.
"I do Lily, I keep trying to run from it but I do" I pull him in for a kiss and break a part with our foreheads against each other. I chuckle softly to myself with joy.
"Say it again" he pulls me into his lips again and breaks a part.
"I love you" he whispers "I love you and it's only ever been you Lils, it's you and I" he stares at me amazed, as if I'm the most incredible thing he's ever laid eyes on.
But it's just me in sweats and smudged make up. It's all he needed, just me and nobody else. I stood here like an idiot just staring at him amazed. I never wanted to lose him, I just wanted to be with him.
He stares at my eyes and down between us towards our shoes. They touch each other in a silly way, it causes me to laugh.
"Hayes"
"Yes Lils" he meets my face again.
Courage is not the absence of fear as Nick Miller once put it. But in this moment, as my heart raced and I felt on top of the word, I say it.
"I love you too" he pauses with a smile for a moment and chuckled as he stared at me, a shared reaction, one that makes my heart burst slightly "I'm glad you're not going to be a Brit" he laughs again causing me to.
Then he captures my lips. There's a moment in between where the world seems to stop and the only thing in between us is the unwavering patience's for the next time he kisses me.
"I think turning out like Beckham is my worst nightmare" he surmised as his fingers ran through my messy brown locks.
"You're a dick"
"But you still love me anyways hm?" My heart flutters with his words. Home is where I'm welcomed and it's with him.
"So what does this mean Hayes?" He looks at me the same amount of lost. Where do we go from here, how do we continue.
"First I'd like to leave your closet and help you unpack later" I feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment as I look down at the lavender suitcase.
"Come on" he takes my hand and we exit my closet and my room going towards his. He shuts the door behind him once we reach it and walks over to the center taking my hands.
