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Connor was mortified. Allison had left giant welts on his collarbone. She called them hickeys, but it looked like a skin disease. He really didn't care that he had them.

It wasn't the first time Alli had marked him, and it wouldn't be the last. He knew why she did it. She was very intoxicated and kept mumbling on about how she was glad his collarbone was healed. He loved her even if she did do this shit to him.

He was only mortified because of the comments his teammates made.

"Davo's dating a vampire." Eberle teased him.

Connor chuckled, rolling his eyes. "You look like a vampire with that gap." He shot back.

All the guys cheered. Their practice turned into a roasting session. It was all in good fun. When Connor had his shirt on, no one could say anything about it. They tried to, but he just brushed them off. He was fitting in with this team well.

"You know they tease because you're a part of our team now, right?" Taylor told him on their ride home.

"Yeah, I know." Connor smiled.

It was nice being a part of the team.

He drove over to Allison's after he showered at home. Phoebe was out with Ryan and Veronica was out with someone. They had her room to themselves. He knocked on her door.

She pulled it open to him beaming. She smiled because of his grinning face. He pressed his lips to hers. He picked her up, kicking the door shut, and carrying her over to her bed. She giggled against his lips.

"Good practice?" She asked, rubbing his back.

"I got teased about my vampire girlfriend." He smirked.

"Oh my god." Her face flushed. "I'm so-"

"No." He pressed his lips to hers. "It's a good thing."

"How?" Her brows furrowed.

"Getting teased means I'm part of the team." He smiled and kissed her. "Now, let's make love."

He kissed her neck, earning a laugh from her. "No hickeys this time." She laughed.

"No hickeys." He growled.

Connor could hear his team whispering when he walked out from the shower the next day. He didn't think anything of it. He just did his thing. Luke came over and squeezed his shoulder. Connor looked at him in confusion. He didn't have any idea what was going on.

"How's your vampire doing?" Luke hummed.

"She's fine, why?" Connor's eyes narrowed.

"She didn't turn into a werewolf overnight or anything?" Luke burst into laughter along with the rest of the team.

Connor was confused. His phone buzzed and he grabbed it. Taylor had tagged him in a tweet. He opened it.

@hallsy04: McJesus vs Werewolf #fullmoon #whowon @cmcdavid97

With a photo of his back. Connor's jaw dropped. His back was covered in scratches. He didn't even noticed. Allison needed to cut her nails or something.

He turned to Taylor and glared. Taylor was laughing his ass off. Connor threw a glove at him. He texted Allison to meet him at his place.

Taylor drove them home. Connor didn't say a word. Taylor was still laughing. Connor was ready to make him swerve the car and kill them both. He reached for the wheel and Taylor yelled at him. Connor shook his head.

They pulled into the driveway. Allison's car was parked out front. She had a key so she was probably already inside. Connor stomped inside. He was gonna kill his girlfriend and his roommate today.

Taylor kept howling at him as he walked behind him. Allison leaped onto Connor when he walked in the door. He kissed her and then tossed her over his shoulder. She was laughing.

"He's mad at you." Taylor sang, closing the front door.

"For what?" She furrowed her brows.

Connor walked into his room and tossed her onto his bed. "Go look at Taylor's last tweet!" He hollered.

She did as told. And started laughing. "Oh, baby." She pouted at him while laughing.

"It's not funny!" He yelled. "All the fans are gonna lose it!"

"Because your girlfriend left scratches on your back?" She questioned. "You're mad because you're good in bed."

Taylor started laughing from the living room. He agreed with Allison completely. Connor was being ridiculous. He was nineteen, people didn't think he was some good virgin boy.

Allison stood up and grabbed his face. He was glaring at her. She pressed her lips to his.

"I don't have time to deal with your fit. I have my blood drive." She explained. "I'll text you later."

Connor followed her into the living room. Taylor was still laughing. "Shut up." Connor spat.

Taylor threw his hands up in defense.

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