"We're not dating," {COMPLETED}

Chapter 22: I hate Alabama

"Cooper. You can't listen to dad all your life," I say as we are on the field waiting for the game to start.

Everyone came to the game.

I mean everyone.

The bleachers were packed and now people were starting to sit along the side lines. Everyone always said that the football games weren't worth going to, but I guess this one is.

"Riley! Your not understanding me! If I don't do what he says he will never talk to me again!" He yells at me. I sigh.

"Cooper. You are going to let the team down!" I say.

"Will you both shut your traps! We need to get into game mode! Cooper will do what he thinks is right! Now come down for the huddle!" Colton yells coming over to us and leading us to the team.

"Alright Brendan. How do these guys play?" I ask him.

"Their endurance is strong but their passing sucks ass," He says and most of the team laughs.

"So we should use passing plays?" I ask.

"Or trick plays," He says. I nod and look at Cooper.

"You know what to do," I say. And go out of the huddle.

"Hello baby doll," I turn around and I regret it.

"What," I say coldly.

"Woah what did I do to you?" He smiles probably enjoying the reaction he is getting out of me.

"Ryan, what do you want," I sigh.

"Just wanted to make sure your boyfriend is watching," He says. I look at him confused.

"Why?" But as soon as I speak his lips crash into mine. It took me a minute to realize what was happening but when I did I pushed him off of me, but it didn't exactly work so I bit his lip. He lets go.

"You little bit-" He starts.

"I'd like to see you try and finish that sentence," My two brothers and Madden come beside me.

"-ch," He finishes.

"Dickson! Back to your own side!" The referee yells. He winks at me and spits at the ground and looks at his competitors. I roll my eyes.

"Call me," He says walking backwards back to his side.

"Bite me," I say.

"You tell me where," He winks again and turns around and walks away.

"Let's chant," I say and we walk over to the team.

"Alright guys. Riley has helped us out a lot. Now we need to show her that we appreciate it. We are going to win. I believe in you guys," The coach says.

"Come on guys. I know you guys can do it, but at the end of the day it matters if you guys want to do it. Do your part. That's all I have to say," And with that I look at Grayson and he starts the chant.

"Bulldogs on three!" He screams his voice dropping a few pitches.

"One, two, three!" I yell.

"Bulldogs!" The whole team yells and I think some people on the stands too. I go and sit on the bench next to coach and Brendan.

"So why did all these people come out?" I ask Brendan.

"Because they think we are going to win. No one wanted to miss this," He says.

"But I thought no one came to football games?" I say. He chuckles.

"No until you showed up," He says. I look at him for a second. Then I look at the team. The team that had no faith. The team that was going to loose everything. The team that wasn't even going to try. They are going to do this. I can feel it. They have come so far.