Zach Dempsey

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I watched as Zach shoot the ball on the ring and a smile crept on my face. "Wow... I got a boyfriend who's so good at basketball and I'm a loser at it." I mumbled while dribbling the ball. "Babe, you're not a loser. I'm just too good." He laughed and I rolled my eyes at his remark.

"Yeah.. You're so good at basketball they forgot about Lebron James." You sarcastically​ commented before throwing , I mean trying to throw, the ball to the ring. "Yish." Zach creaked out as the ball fell down far from the ring.

"Shut up." I laughed as he took the ball and gave it back to me. "I don't have a chance to be like my baby who's great at basketball." I pouted and he pecked my lips, giving me those feels that I love so much. "You will." He whispered before putting the ball between my hands and practically dragging my feet to where it's supposed to be.

"And you place your arms like this. And throw it like that." He instructed, holding my arms, and the ball went inside the ring. I smiled at his happy face and he grabbed the ball again.

"You try. And this time, I'm not gonna hold you." He said and he gave me the ball. I recalled the things he told me and get into position. I threw the ball, the same angle he threw it, and rapidly closed my eyes.

"OH MY GOSH, BABY! YOU DID IT!" I heard Zach scream, running towards me. He hugged me tight and I giggled. "I did?" I asked him, getting happy that I finally shoot a ball. "Yes! You did! Try it again, babe!" He exclaimed as he passed me the ball and I threw it again.

This time, I didn't close my eyes and I saw the ball shoot on the ring. I shrieked in excitement and Zach laughed and hugged me again. "Babe! I did it! OMG! Babe! I'm so happy!" I yelled while jumping as Zach just stared at me, smiling.

I wrapped my hands around his neck and I smiled. "Thank you for teaching me, babe." I whispered and he rubbed our noses together. "I love you so much, Y/N." He mumbled and my smile grew wider.

"I love you too, Zach." I whispered before attaching our lips that were a few centimeters away from each other.

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