Playing the Part

9. i f*cked up

Everett

I'd say I'm a pretty good-natured guy. 

I'm reasonable with the people I hate and I'm reasonable with the people I blame. And I certainly try not to be hypocritical but I'd be fucking lying if seeing Tori sucking Ryan's face doesn't make my blood boil. 

But the most fucked up part is she knows what that motherfucker did to Gracie and God...I just want to deck both of them in the face. 

The world around me fades as I clench my fists. I forget that my arm is around Allie or that we're in public. All I'm thinking is one day I'm gonna kill that fucker and he's going to be sorry.

"Hey, Everett," Allie cups my jaw, trying to get me to stop clenching it, "let's get out of here, okay?" 

I almost say yes, fucking get me out of here but I know this day's important to Allie. And I know the mature thing is to just fucking get over it. So I shake my head. "We're staying." 

"Everett, are you su-" 

I take a deep breath and force a weak smile. "Yeah I'm okay." 

Tori's looking me dead in the eye now and she's kissing Ryan even deeper but it stings a little less with Allie gently running her palm against my thigh. 

"Can I kiss you?" She looks up at me with her gorgeous eyes and that's the first time I notice her right pupil is darker than her left. But it's definitely not the first time I notice how breathtakingly beautiful she is. 

"God yes, please." I grab her face and our lips collide with so much intensity Allie accidentally lets out a little whimper. 

But she doesn't ask to stop. Instead she climbs onto my lap and clings onto my sweater as she lets my tongue slip through her lips. 

I don't notice the lights have gone out for the players' introductions. The thought of Tori doesn't even cross my mind. Hell, I don't even remember my goddamn name. 

All I know is Allie's shallow breathing and soft, puffy lips are all-eclipsing, un-fucking-believable, and making me hard as a rock. 

I wish I can stay here forever but eventually, Allie breaks the kiss and smooths a hand over my arm. "Can we get out of here now?" 

"But what about Z-" 

"I think that's enough Game Plan for today, don't you think?" 

She pulls me up and we leave the roaring arena hand-in-hand exactly like how we entered it. 

* 

"What's all this?" We're back at her apartment and she's lying belly-down on the couch while watching me cook the only dish I know how to in their little kitchenette - stir-fried beef with rice. 

"Only very special people get to experience my cooking. Hence why I'm making this meal for myself and you're going to watch me eat it." 

She flips me off and switches to lie on her back. "Sex and the City?" 

"You know it." Allie clicks on the TV and the familiar instrumental theme song plays. 

"How did I do today?" She's looking at the ceiling as the intro plays. 

I wanna tell her she did so fucking good I had to adjust myself after standing up or I can't wait to kiss her again but I settle with, "you did amazing." 

She sits up and looks at me, her eyes all lit up. "Really?" 

I stop dicing the onions and meet her gaze, "yes, Allie. You were fucking amazing."