Spelivia Diaries: Shots of Love

Give Us This Day

My loves!!! It's been an minute!!! I'm on such an high right now and all I got is this.....SPELIVIA IS ENGAGED!!!! This one's for you!!!! Enjoy!! 

The player breathed out deeply, standing before his bedroom mirror, buttoning his slick black polo, thoughts running away with him. Placing his watch to the right wrist, his cheeks puffed out taking one more glance through the glass standing before him. As he prepared for an intimate date night, he couldn't help but go back into his mind, thinking on everything that's transpired in such an short period of time. Getting back together with the love of his life and being apart for an entire year, reconnecting while dealing with their mutual loss of Billy, surprise visit from an friend that didn't end well, her book, his journey in declaring for the NFL and not getting drafted in the first round. Counteracting that was the upcoming nuptials of his ex-girlfriend and bestfriend, fastly approaching. One that he still couldn't believe was actually happening. Even now with Layla's mental health growing better day by day and things being well with her and Jordan, somewhere in the young man's mind had an funny feeling that his friend's heart wasn't really in it.

Despite his doubts, he made the executive decision not to play super hero on this one. One way or another, the truth always seems to find its way to the surface, and eventually this would too. The other part of him was consumed by the only thing that brought him joy outside of football: Olivia. His first love, his day one, the woman who has always captivated his heart and owned it without even trying. To say they've been through the ringer would be an understatement, but regardless of distance and setbacks, they managed to find their way home, with each other. When he thinks about what he wants for his future, she's there in every step and direction. Smiling at just the mere image of her, his eyes traveled to the drawer near his side of the bed, that carried an tiny black box with an gift inside, an secret he's kept under wraps for weeks and an purchase he knew he could never regret. Nerves ran rapid, but he was ready to take that next step with her. Just biding his time until he could finally ask her that fateful question. Just as pondering thoughts consumed him, her soft, angelic voice made its entrance.

"Need some help from the pro baby?" 

His girlfriend peeked her head in the doorway, an subtle and telling black mini strapless dress adorning her slim-thick frame with curls piled on top of her head, smiling brightly as Spencer turned away from the mirror.

"Please" 

He says as she rolled her eyes playfully, strolling over, taking his arm in her hand, laying it flat to adjust the cufflinks.

"You know I hate it when you keep me waitin, everything good?"

"Yeah, I'm coo, I was just....in my head, per usual" 

Her brow narrowed, folding the cuff neatly, looping the button through the tiny hole, on one wrist before switching to the other.

"About?"

"Everything. Jordan and Layla getting married, future or lack thereof with.... football.... all of it. I've worked so hard to get where I'm at and now it just feels like it's all being ripped out from under me. All that time and effort I put into perfecting my game, what if it was all for nothing, Liv? What am I supposed to do then?" 

She peered up at his face, sighing lowly, her single finger lifting his head up by his chin. She palmed both cheeks, one pair of eyes meeting with the other.

"You'll do what you've always done, adapt. No matter where you end up, you'll figure it out, because that's just who you are. You will get drafted, and everything that you've been wanting will be waiting for you to receive it, just gotta believe in the process. Remember, your worth's not measured by some number on an board, and wherever you land, you'll find your place in it. Not an single field in the world where you won't. Just trust yourself"