Shy And Popular

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Shy's POV

Game cuatro

I walked to my seat and sat down seeing a box of chocolates and a note reading:

For the match, see you in a minute xx - Popular.

I waited for a minute listening to music when he finally appeared smiling like a five year old who just got a chocolate bar or a toy.

"Hey Shy!" Popular greeted me enthusiastically.

"H-hey!" I said to him as I put my head back down not wanting to look up at him.

I felt different around him, he made me feel wanted, he got rid of my anxiety...but I don't want to get too attached because after this season he will be back on the field and I will just be some stupid girl with anxiety who he used to know.

"You look sad Shy...what's up?" he asked me using his finger to tilt my chin up so I was facing him.

"Do you ever wonder what it would be like to want some thing that you can never have?" I asked him blushing.

"Yeah I do Shy, just because I'm popular doesn't mean I don't have a heart or emotions, I'm still a normal human!" he told me smiling as I looked at him completely oblivious that we were like two strangers who were secretly crushing on each other.

We sat watching the game and for once I turned off my music and watched the game with him facing my fear of the crowd ahead because I felt like together we could face anything.