For elliesoftball_ Thank you everyone for the requests! Sorry it took so long I've been super busy.
You were pretty stressed out from school and work, but the fall is a stressful time of year. School starts up and football starts up. Rivalry and lack of sleep isn't a good combination.
After your best friend Lauren gave you a whole long speech about; being young and having fun you decided you both would attend this Sunday's Texans game.
"You ready?" Lauren asked, waving the two tickets in front of your face.
You snatched yours, "I'd better take this before you lose it." You pointed out locking the car as you walked to the stadium.
You haven't been to a football game in a long time, but there is something about being around a bunch of drunk and passionate idiots that makes you want your team to win.
"I think we'll meet one of the players." Lauren confessed as you walked down the rows to your seats.
"Why?" You asked following her lead checking your ticket.
"Look how close we are Ellie!" She cheered ignoring your question.
You laughed and rolled your eyes, typical Lauren.
You were seated right at the sideline, just above the Texans bench.
The boys had already finished their warm ups and had their grand entrance. The Texans in fact won the toss and elected to receive, which you thought was stupid because you never want to give TB12 the ball going into the 3rd.
You and Lauren were trying your best to enjoy the Texans slow offense when suddenly a towel was draped over your head.
Lauren was laughing but you were confused.
"What the hell is this?" You proclaimed pulling the sweaty garment off your face.
"It's came from the bench," Lauren laughed her hands up like she was surrendering.
"I'm sorry," a deep voice from the sideline cleared his throat, "I need that back."
You met eyes with him and couldn't help but wear his contagious smile. He almost nervously shifted his have through his hair.
"I certainly don't want it." You explained handing it to him.
"My teammate he threw it, we didn't mean for it to hit you."
You simply nodded, cursing yourself for not being able to think of anything cute to say.
"I'm JJ," he told you inching closer to the stands so you could hear over the yelling fans.
"I know who you are," that certainly didn't sound the way you wanted It to. You tried again "I'm Ellie."
"I must say, You're very beautiful Ellie. Texans gear suits you." Lauren discreetly punched you in the arm.
"Thank you," you blushed, again wishing you knew what to say.
"How can I make it up to you?" He asked taking you off guard.
"It's just a towel."
You were honestly confused as to why he was still talking to you, not that you minded.
"Watt, we're punting!" One of his teammates shouted.
"Stay here-after the game I mean-I want to get to know you better." He smiled and tucked the towel back into his belt.
"Okay," you stuttered as he slipped his helmet on.
He joined his teammates on the field.
"And you didn't even want to come." Lauren teased.
What are the chances?
