In Love with My Coach

Ch.6: Short Fuse

"I promise."
I felt his hot breath dance across my lips, causing a shiver to run down my spine. As much as I enjoyed whatever is happening right now, I couldn't let this continue. I stepped back.
"Um, any chance you could give me a ride?" I asked shyly, probably blushing.
"Sure, where do you live?" He asked while clearing his throat. He lead me to his car and opened the door for me. I thanked him while I sat down. He's such a gentlemen.
"I live on 22 Forest Hill, about 10 minutes from here." I said as I fastened my seatbelt. He got into the car and closed the door.

"Oh, I know where that is." He smiled.

"Really?" I asked. "How?"
"It just so happens that my girlfriend lives on that street." he said, causing my heart to drop to the pit of my stomach. Hold uppppp.

"Oh, I didn't know you had a girlfriend." I was crushed to hear that, but I tried hiding that.

"Yeah, but it's complicated." His smile faded. We started making our way onto the road.

"How so?" I asked. There was a slight pause. I looked at him and I could tell a bunch of thoughts were running through his head. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel. I was about to say something but he cut me off.

"It's none of your business. This is my personal life that you don't need to know about." Cameron harshly spoke. I was stunned and taken back. He had never used that tone with me before, and I felt terrible. Imagine angering the nicest person in the world. Yeah, not a nice feeling.

"Whatever. I was just asking." I huffed, crossing my arms and looking out the window. The rest of the car ride was painfully silent. He turned up the radio to fill the silence.

When we finally arrived at my house, I muttered a small 'thanks' and got out of the car. Without looking back I entered my house and closed the door. I sighed then went up to my room. As soon as I entered my room Steph barged in and sat on my bed. I knew she wanted to know the details, but honestly I'm not in the mood. It really upset me how serious Cameron was, since he is usually all smiley and too afraid to yell at me. I asked a simple question too, he didn't have to be so dramatic.

"I asked you a question." Steph's voice echoed in my head and I snapped out of my thoughts.

"Sorry, what?" I asked. She rolled her eyes.

"I'm guessing it went really well considering how out of it you are." She smiled. I shook my head.

"It was good at first. But when he was driving me home we were talking and he got all mad at me." I explained the whole story to Steph, minus our little moment before he lead me to his car.

"Wow. I could never imagine Cameron getting ticked off, but who cares. I think your date went well, so I still ship it." She chuckled.

"Stop, I'm mad at him. He is very cute, but I don't have any feelings for him." I stated. Steph jumped up and clapped her hands.
"That's the first time I've ever heard you admit that someone is cute!!" She squealed.
"Okay I really don't want to talk about it right now, can you get out of my room please?" I asked. Her smile faded.
"Fine. We'll talk more later." She walked out and closed the door behind her. I let out a sigh I didn't know I was holding in. I plopped myself onto my bed and laid face up. I was lost in thought while staring at the ceiling for who knows how long. All I thought about was Cameron. The dream, the meeting, his smile. I didn't realize I was smiling at the thought of him. Pretty soon my smile turned into a frown when I thought about the anger in his voice from the car ride. I get that my question might've been personal, but he didn't have to lash out at me. I shook my head and checked the time. 10:09. Might as well get ready for bed.

*.*.* At Practice the Next Day *.*.*

Steph and I walked onto the field and went up to our coach, who was talking with Cameron. Steph shook our coach's hand and then shook Cameron's. As she walked past them she looked at me and gave me a wink. I shook my head. I didn't want to talk to Cameron today. We always have to shake the coaches hands when we see them, so I walked over to my coach and shook his hand. Cameron was standing beside him and staring at me. I looked at him then quickly looked away and walked towards Steph, who was watching the whole thing.

"Damn girl. You're sassy." She snapped her fingers. I laughed.

"It's gonna be pretty awkward training with him today. Good thing the two other keepers are here." I said, pointing to the other half of the field where the boys were practicing. Steph was eyeing one of the keepers, named Liam. They dated last year, which was hilarious because they never even talked in person. They were both too shy and only texted each other, and I consider it 'online dating'. The other boy I train with is Ryan, quiet but nice.

"I see you staring at your ex." I smirked.

"Oh shut up. We were both in grade 8. Elementary school relationships shouldn't even count for anything." Steph walked towards some girls who were passing around the ball. I followed, but I stopped when I heard my name being called. Shit. I muttered to myself.

"Macy, can we talk?" Cameron asked while walking up to me.

"About what?" I asked coldly. I started walking towards the benches. He followed right behind me.

"I just wanted to apologize. I didn't mean to upset you." he said. I turned around to see his bright blue eyes staring right into mine.

"I get that I asked a personal question, but I don't get why you were so sensitive about it." I crossed my arms. Cameron sighed and ran a hand through his silky hair.

"Listen. I have been having some problems with my girlfriend lately. Just thinking about it stresses me out. I kind of have a short fuse, so sometimes I'm hard to talk to. I get that you're mad at me, you don't deserve to be put on the spot like that." He looked down. Now I felt really bad since he just opened up to me, which he didn't have to. I appreciated that. I placed a hand on his shoulder, causing him to look back up at me.

"Hey, I don't care if you have a short temper, you're not hard to talk to at all. Thank you for apologizing and opening up to me, you didn't have to. I'm sorry about what's going on. I know I'm just a goalie you train, but you're my coach. If you ever need to talk, I'm here." I gave him a small smile. He returned the smile, and I swear I saw a small sparkle in his eye. We were standing pretty close and I couldn't help but check him out. He truly is handsome, which is something I've never admitted about a guy before. I realized my hand was still on his shoulder so I awkwardly took it off.

"Thanks Macy." He scratched his head. "Let's go, it's time to train."