The 'it' girl

Kiss and makeup

I decided to go over to Zac's house but remembered that he has football practice. Then I'll just to go over to school and wait for him, I said to myself. 

I did my hair and makeup and changed into something sexy.

I decided on a black pencil skirt that had cut outs on the side and that stops right below my ass and pink camisol tucked in.

We havnt had any action lately and I been craving it. Im always busy and thats probably why we're lacking in our relationship.     

3pm is when practice usually ends.

3:04 My car clock reads. I was sitting in my Mercedes waiting for him to get out the locker room.

A couple minutes later, he comes out of the locker room with some of his teammates, chatting away.

I got out of my car and walked over where his truck was.

He saw me and waved the other guys off, doing their man hand shakes.

He walks over and had a blank expression on. "Why are you wearing that? Have another makeout session with that one dude?" Saying with a tone in his voice.

"Zac.. it wasnt like that."

"Well it seemed like that." He crosses his arms. "Makes me wonder what else have you been doing behind my back."

"That was the first time that something happened like that, I swear."

We barely get into fights but when we do, its a fight until one of us gives in. We're both really stubborn

We were staring at each others eyes for a couple minutes. Me not knowing to say and its killing me.

"I just really miss my baby, and she's been too busy for this relationship." He says in a hurt tone, "She's never around..." 

"Im always around babe.."

"No.. you never have time to come over, come to my football games or anything. Its not the same." He says looking down at the ground.

I stare off at the distance, thinking to myself.

I could feel his body getting closer to mine.

He pulls the my hair away from my face and tucking them behind my ear, and rubs his thumb by my mouth. I could feel his other hand, holding my waist. "I just want my Mae back, can I have her back for a couple hours or days please?" He whispers.

"Yes, you can have her back." I smile.

He gives me a small smile before he kisses my lips.

"Zac."

He kisses me again

"Zac."

He pulls back and gives me a face. "Damn women, always ruining our moments."

Hitting his shoulder, I smile at him. "Why were you there yesterday?" I ask.

"Because I wanted take you home."

"You couldve called or texted me about it."

"Well too late for that now." He says sarcastically. "But come over?"

"Alright."