Love Yourz ・Paige Bueckers

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 7

I LEAN DOWN to her level, hands on my knees, face to face with her. "Or what?" I laugh, knowing she wouldn't do anything beyond yelling. "What are you gonna do? Take out the fact that your dad doesn't love you on m-"

FUCK. I'm laying on the ground, in the most pain I've been in since tearing my acl.

"OW WHAT THE FUCK!!" I yelled, still on the floor. No fucking way she punched me in the face. Clearly she's got some shit with her dad because never in her life has she been this angry before. Maybe I went too far.

"Holy shit," KK yells, laughing. "She got your ass Paige."

"Oh my gosh, I'm so so sorry. Oh my gosh. Paige I'm so sorry. I don't know why I just did that. I am so sorry. Here let's go get you some ice before it swells up," Kennedy says, clearly panicking about what just happened. "I am so sorry. I have never been that angry in my entire life. I am so sorry Paige I don't know what I was thinking I am so-"

"Ya'll should just fuck it out," KK yells, dying laughing with Azzi. "Ya'll be arguing wayyy too much. I know Paige got some anger she needa take out on you," they walk over to her phone that is connected to the gym speaker that plays music for our practice. KK is on her phone for a second, when 'Mad at Me' by Sexyy Red starts blasting. 

"Fuck me like you mad at me babyyyy" KK, Nika, and a few other girls on the team scream, as KK points to me and Kennedy. Oh my God. 

"Real mature KK." I say, holding in a laugh

"Paige let's go get you ice. Girls start the drill right now I'll be back in a second," Kennedy says, ignoring the song that is being blasted through the gym. 

We make our way to the training room, and Kennedy bends over to grab some ice for my eye.

"Maybe KK is right," I say with a smirk on my face.

"Paige, I'm sorry for hitting you, but don't make me do it again. You aren't my type." Kennedy responds, bringing an ice pack to me. 

"Oh we'll see about that Price," I say, biting my lip as I look her up and down.

"You sit in here and ice for thirty minutes while I go finish practice with the girls." She says, rolling her eyes. 

Kennedy's POV

She looks me up and down, biting her lip. That shit kills me. She is so beyond fine. I walk away picturing that look she just gave me for the rest of practice. An hour or so goes by, and I dismiss the girls, walking back to the training room. I walk in, disappointed to see Paige is gone, but confused to see there is a post-it note that has some writing on it. 

Thank you for the ice beautiful. You can punch me any time you want ;)

I laugh, reading her note. She is so ridiculous. I feel so bad. I actually don't know how I got to that point. Every bit of pent up anger came out on Paige's eye. Although her teammates kept telling me all practice long that she had it coming and deserved that, I couldn't shake the guilty feeling. 

TWO WEEKS LATER

It's been about two weeks since I blew up on Paige, and everything has been really good. Like really good. She has been super sweet, and very flirty. During our one on ones, she likes to get as close as possible to me, and make me blush at any chance she gets. I can't even deny my attraction to her anymore. She is UNREAL. 

We finish up our Friday practice, and I start heading out to my Jeep. 

"PRICE," someone yells. "Wait for me." Its Paige, running full speed at me. Oh gosh. 

"The team was gonna go out tonight, wanna come? You can bring Liv, we'll pick you guys up at 9ish," Paige says, laying an arm around my shoulder. 

"I wanna see what drunk Kennedy is like. Liv told me you're a lightweight," Paige says, running away laughing. "See you at 9 Kennedy."

I laugh, shaking my head. Paige is right, more than even one shot literally has me not remembering a single thing the next day. I text Liv to tell her what we are doing tonight, and she responds elated. Tonight is gonna be long.