The Dancer that stole A Football Player's Heart (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 7

"So what's your great plan Joseph?"

"Ew don't call me that" Joe looked at me disgusted. His eyebrows were furrowed and his plump pink lips were set in a tight line. I wonder how they would feel like on mine-

"Emma are you even listening to me?" Joe snapped at me getting me out of my trance. I was really hoping he didn't catch me staring at him. I'm sorry I can't help it. Even though he's an asshole, he sure is one handsome fellow.

"No, not really." I moved the stray hairs out of my face before facing back to the road.

"Well since we already know that we don't want to hang out with each other, let's just pretend to. You know we have a car ride and then we go our separate ways until the time comes when I take you back home. Sound good?" Joe was very hopeful that his plan would work. Little does he know that if our parents set this up, they would be tracking our every move.

"Our mothers will be following us around because they are a bunch of sneaky women. It's not gonna work." I said slumping down in my seat and put my sore feet on the dashboard of the car

"Get your ugly ass feet off my car" Joe swatted my feet and my feet fell back down. I just wanted to comfortable until he ruined it.

"And I know. Especially your mom. She is one hell of a bitc-"

"Finish that sentence and I will chop off your balls and shove them down your throat." I don't even know where all this confidence came from but it just did. He looked at me shocked and tried saying something but decided on closing his mouth.

"I'm sorry. I guess I have been hanging out with Carson and Kyle too much." I said softly playing my fingers.

"It's good. I actually like the badass Emma." He ruffled my hair before looking away and wiping his hand on his shorts. Well thanks a lot.

"Whatever. But we really have to think of a good plan or we might just have to hang out." Joe groaned as he took a left to get to my house.

"I'll think about it but I don't want to hang out with you."

"Neither do I but in the end Joe we might just have to be buddies!" I said very sarcastically.

Joe parked in front of my house as I gathered all of my stuff. I was about to get out of the car when a large hand went onto my shoulder. I looked back and Joe took his hand off of me.

"Don't hang out or associate with Taylor. He seems like a great guy but I know him better than everyone else and trust me, he is one messed up dude." He had pleading eyes which caused me to tilt my head in confusion.

"Why are you telling me this? Don't you hate me?"

"Yes but you are Carson's little sister so I have standards to give you as well."

"Or are you jealous I'm hanging out with Taylor." I had a smirk on my face while crossing my arms across my chest.

"Why would I be jealous of a fat,ugly whore like you?" He giggled like a little girl and turned his car on again and gave me the peace sign.

He pushed on the gas and ended up running over my foot leaving me there in the middle of my driveway. Yep, Joe is back...fuck my foot really hurts.

I took off my shoe to see my left foot swollen and turning purple. It's like when Drake hit Josh in the leg with the potato blaster thing. I giggled at how Josh hopped around with his foot in his hand. Ah....what great- no fuck this actually hurts.

"CARSON!"

"KYLE!"

"MOM"

"DAD!"