"Bill! I'm here and I brought Timmy and Will!" I yell as I walk in the big door to the big house.
I let Timmy and Will off of there leads. A black body still sat next to me. Timmy, was my oldest he must be 9 years old. He's the more loyal one.
I start walking to Bill's living room were a bunch of noise is. I notice someone with really big hands is petting Lucas. As I walk in I see Tom Brady, Jimmy Garoppolo, Julian Edelman, Chandler Jones, Danny Amendola, and Rob Gronkowski. The Patriots' hottest players.
"Hello." I say and Lucas runs up to me dying for attention.
"Grace this is Tom, Jimmy, Chandler, Julian, Danny, and Rob." Bill tells me.
Rob gets my attention the most. I probably look like crap though. I just got off work and a little spilled green paint all over my black skinny jeans. My hair in a messy bun. My makeup is probably smudged. My shirt is wrinkled. Still have to wear my glasses.
"This is my daughter Grace." Bill says, "You just got off work?"
"How did you guess?" I ask sarcastically.
"Was it hard today?"
"A little boy decided he likes my pants green not black." I sit on the couch next to him.
"Well can you get out of here we running over some plays?" Tom Brady ask.
"Okay, I guess." I say, "I'll be out in the kitchen."
I can't believe I just got kicked out of there.I guess it's their work. Well, why don't I bake something. I open the fridge and pull out the strawberries, bananas and pineapple. I get out a cutting bored and start cutting each fruit up.
"What are you making." Ria, Bill's cleaning lady ask.
"Banana Split Bits." I tell her.
"Ooo, that sounds good."
"I know, I found it on Pinterest." I say.
"Can I help with anything." she asks.
"Ahh, can melt some chocolate for me, please?" I ask.
"Yes, of course."
A few minutes later we got about 28 of them done. We still have 14 more to make. When, Bill and the boys walk in.
"Oooo, that looks good." Julian says and the rest of the guys agree with him. Then the start to reach for them.
"You can't eat them." I tell them.
"Why not." Rob says.
"They're for my class." I tell them, "It's a kids birthday and I always make them a treat."
"Oh come on. Just one for each of us." Rob says and he makes a pouty face and so does the rest of them.
"No." I tell them and dip my finger in chocolate. I then I put it on Rob's nose.
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Why I Can't Love You (Gronk Fanfiction)
FanfictionWhen 25 year old,Grace Waton, finds out her dad is New England Patriots head coach, Bill Belichick. Things start to change a little. She goes to games, stays at his house, and even meets the team But, when she mets Rob Gronkowski she starts to conne...
