Crush/boyfriend imagines

Football Game

H/n=his name
Y/n=your name

     Screams soared through the air,from hundreds of students creating a loud, thunderous roar. It was the juniors' first football game of the season. Everyone had been told to be here and support the junior football boys, to be loud,proud and have fun. The new freshman coming in we're encouraged to come and support their new school, "Go Mustangs" they sang. Just as I had, only last year.
     My boyfriend, h/n was playing tonight for junior varsity. He had his purple and white jersey on with the  number 10 and his last name printed across the back. He had his cleats on, sprinting across the field and back without a problem. He smiled and laughed as he socialized with his friends, some of which I talked to, and some that I hadn't been introduced to yet. He seemed to drift off from their conversation as he scanned the bleachers filled with excited students,cute couples and friends. His eyes caught mine and he smiled, making me grin and giggle to myself quietly biting my nail.
     "What're you giggling about?", my friend asks smirking at me, while nudging my arm. Scanning the field to see what I might have been looking at.
     "h/n, he was being cute", I smile feeling my face heat up as I scan the field for him again. He had already caught up with his friends, they laughed at him and nudged him, he just stood there smiling from embarrassment.
     "Awww, you guys are so cute. You should go talk to him before the game starts", Kim says excited, pushing me off my seat. I lift myself off my seat and walk down the bleacher's seats. Once I reach the top of the stairs I dart down. Speeding over to the fence separating the field and the audience. My hands land over the rough fence, looking up to catch h/n's attention. He glances over his shoulder looking straight into my eyes, I smile widely. He rushes over to the fence smiling like an idiot.
     "Hey baby", he smirks at me because of the nickname he had called out.
     "Hey", I respond sweetly almost flirting in a way, grinning.I lean over on the fence trying to get closer to him, the fence was tall and the floor was higher where I was standing, so he reached to about my chest. He had his helmet on so I was debating on whether or not to kiss him. Instead, my hand reaches over to his helmet, took it off, grabbed him by the back of his beck and pulled him closer. He had gotten the message and scooted closer, gripping the fence to pull himself higher. He kissed me with a smile on his face and passionate lips. My arms wrapped around his neck while I held his helmet in one hand.
     While our kiss had been continuously going, I had not realized we had an audience. The crowd of kids behind us yelled happily and laughed at us. They clapped and pumped their fists in the air while my friends laughed. H/n chuckled at me, clearly because my face had been getting redder by the second. I pull h/n's helmet up to cover my face as I grinned nervously, looking back at him I shove his shoulder back for laughing at me, but it just causes him to continue.
     "Go back to your game, you", you glare at h/n.
     "Sure, after you give me back my helmet", he shoots back grinning. You scrunch your eyebrows together holding back a smile.Throwing him his helmet, he catches it swiftly and runs over to his friends. His coach pointing at him to come over to him, that boy missed out on pre game warm-ups, and was probably gonna be benched. But oh well.