𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.

𝟏𝟐.

y/n's pov.

i had just finished an hour practice with the cheer team, we had a pretty good practice. we were working on new stunts for our competitions in the spring. "how's the girls?" asked hudson as we left the locker room. "well girl. cait and i had it out. we decided long distances isn't really gonna work." i look down at my shoes, it was hard. i did like paige, and enjoyed being with her but i missed cait. i think what got me is how we would be together just fine if we didn't live so far away. "bless your heart." hudson pulled me into a hug, which i think i needed. i had been pushing away how sad i was, and it was good to accept it. "i did tell her, if we still had feelings by the time iowa plays uconn, then we would make it work." i said, pulling away from the hug. "well, i see that you have been having fun with paige today." she said as we walked towards the women's basketball gym. "she's so goofy, it makes everything a lot easier. i really love being around her." i smile at the thought of paige, she made things with caitlin a little easier. "well, is it gonna go anywhere?" hudson exclaimed, she had always been the relationship type which was hard in the situation i am in. "i don't think i'm ready for a relationship yet, but maybe. i would have to get over cait first." i sighed, this was too much thinking. i needed to clear my mind. "i understand. you know i love you y/n." she smiled and waved as she walked towards her other class.

i walked into the women's basketball gym, hearing a dribbling from inside. i watch as paige has her headphones on, dribbling and shooting. she was playing by herself but looked so focused. her long, blonde hair was in a bun. i really never saw her like this. she was always goofy around me, but she looked so calm. her blue eyes concentrated on the ball, each dribble and swish followed. i walk over to her, and she is unfazed. i could hear her music through her headphones.

"paige!" i yell, finally getting her reaction. i see her once stern face, turn into a smile. she removes her headphones, "hey auriemma." she passes me the ball, which shockingly i catch. "bueckers." i smiled, passing it back. "let's see you shoot." she passed the ball back to me, moving away from the free throw line to let me try. i rolled my eyes, knowing basketball wasn't my thing. "fine, but if i miss, don't make fun of me!" i put myself into the stance my dad taught me a long time ago, trying to remember everything he's said about a free throw. i flick the ball off of my hands, and to my surprise after it circles the rim, i sink it. "lookie there!" paige yells, running to grab the ball. "someone did get those auriemma genes!" i smile at her, i loved watching her in her element. anytime a basketball was in her hand, she radiated with happiness. "teach me some moves, coach!" i say walking back up to her, grabbing the ball. i run down the court, dribbling it. it wasn't that i didn't know how to play basketball, it was i wasn't amazing. my dad needed me to be amazing.

"aight aight, lets teach you a three." we go to the three point line, and i step into my stance. "here, let me help you." paige presses her body against my back, sending fireworks through my body. she grabs my hands and places them on the ball. everytime i felt her skin, i felt like i was on fire "okay, so follow through." she whispers as i shoot the ball, finishing through like she said. i turn to look at her, when i hear a swish. "oh my gosh!" i yell, jumping up and hugging her. "UConn's newest point guard!" she laughs hugging me back. "is that my daughter, playing basketball?" i hear my dad shout, as he enters the gym. i quickly make space between paige and i. smiling to my dad, "you're star player is teaching me her ways!" i say, going to hug my dad. "this is the most i've seen you play." he cackles before greeting paige.

paige's pov.

i say hello to coach, i feel awkward as he just walked in on where i almost kissed his daughter. "you two girls be good." he says as he walks into his office. y/n and i go to walk to the weight room, before i hear coach again, "and paige" i feel my heart beat faster, did he know? "let me know if i need to scout my own daughter." he winks before shutting the office door. i let out a sigh, laughing at y/n and i's fears. "close one." she giggles as we make our way into the weight room. "we are soo sneaky"

i put my hand on her back, guiding her towards the bench press. "let's see what you got, bueckers." she smirks and stands above me as i position myself to lift 150, which i easily rep 10. "hand me those weights, sweetheart." i point towards the 20s, which she racks for me. i watch her eye my biceps, which was my exact plan. "cmon! you can do 250!" she exclaims, bringing me the weights. this was my pr, but hell let's impress her. she spots me without me having to ask, y/n is so thoughtful in that way. i dish out 5 reps before putting the bar down. "your turn." i say breathlessly, letting her sit on the bench.

i watch in awe as she dishes out 10 reps. "teach me your ways." i whisper, pretending to bow. "well, try basing 130 pound girls for all of high school." she giggles. "you'll have to teach me, since i taught you basketball." she scoffs as she gets up. "you act like the person who teaches YOU basketball isn't my dad." she grabs some water, and we walk back towards the residence hall.

"so are we doing this interview, today?" she asks me, as we walk into my dorm. "well, it's up to the student athlete!" she sarcastically bumps me with her hips. i swiftly grab her hips and pull then closer to me. "if it's up to me.." i trail my hands down her back, then up her shirt. i play with the bottom of her sports bra. y/n stares at me, with lust filled eyes. i crash my lips against hers. this kiss was different from normal, it felt like we both needed it. "paige.." she mumbles as i work my way down her neck. "yes, auriemma?" i smirk, picking her up and letting her wrap her legs around my waist. i walk and set her on the bed. i push my lips against hers, my hands sliding under her shirt. i felt her abs, which i slowly traced. i don't think i've ever been so attracted to someone. i feel her move from lips to my neck. slowly, sucking my skin and moving to my collarbone. i let out a small moan, which made her giggle.

"hey paige, do you wanna-" i hear azzi open the door. y/n and i freeze, as azzi stares at us from the doorway. "i'm sorry, i'll see you guys later!" she squeals out before slamming the door. "well, azzi knows." y/n giggles before kissing my forehead.