Runaway Love

Chapter 20: I'm a Football Player?

"Blaise! Get your cute butt down here!" I rolled my eyes in the mirror, examining my outfit one more time.

The really big football game has arrived and I was currently in Cameron's jersey. The jersey was so many sizes larger than me, so it practically went down to my knees. I wore black leggings underneath to make it seem like I could actually work the whole "girlfriend wears boyfriends clothes" look. To my "luck", the leggings only made it seem like I'm a tiny leprechaun. I also realized the colors red, white, and black don't look good on me. I decided to throw my hair into a messy loose ponytail, and finish my outfit with a pair of brown combat boots.

I left my room and dragged myself down the stairs.

When I entered the kitchen, where Cameron was, he burst out laughing.

"I'm not going." I turned around to head back up the stairs, but Cameron grabbed my arm and pulled me into a hug.

"You look fine. Stop worrying." He kissed my head, grabbed the car keys, and we went outside.

"Oh, damn, its cold." I rubbed my bare arms, then snuggled into Cameron's side, wrapping my arms around his waist. I began rubbing my head into his armpit.

"What are you doing?" He laughed, considering he thought I was being weird and he was highly ticklish.

"Your armpits are warm." I giggled, looking up at him.

"Your not normal." He shook his head, smiling, right before we both got in the car.

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"I'll see you after the game." I said to Cameron as I headed towards the bleachers.

"Wait a minute, wheres my good luck kiss?" I smiled, turning around. I kissed him passionately, only to be stopped by a few football players, who jokingly slapped Cameron's back and wolf-whistled.

"Alright. Bye." I rolled my eyes, smirked, and actually went to the bleachers.

After a minute of searching, I found Kendra sitting alone, eating a hot dog.

"Hey, where'd you get the hot dog?" I asked, sitting down next to her. She pointed towards a stand, while chewing on a bite. I debated getting up to get one, but the line looked way too long.

"Yoolourkcoite." She said with her mouth full. As long as she didn't open her mouth to show me what she was eating, I didn't really care that much.

"What?" I furrowed my eyebrows with a grin on my face.

"I said 'you look cute'." She finally said when she was finished with that bite.

"Oh, thanks. You do, too." I said, referring to the fact that she was also wearing a jersey.

"He asked me to wear it yesterday."

"Who?" She bit her lip to hide a smile.

"Chase Harris." She mumbled under her breath. I jumped up from my seat, screaming happily.

"You two are a thing now?" I asked, sitting back down, demanding answers.

"Sort of. He asked me to be his girlfriend, but I said I didn't know."

"What? Why?"

"Cause I want to make sure he's not gonna use me or anything. He's friends with a lot of heart breakers, I just don't want him to be like the rest of them. So he asked me to wear his jersey instead to symbolize he actually likes me."

"That's adorable. I think you should say yes."

"I think I'm going to." Suddenly, my phone went off.