Football's and Glasses don't agree

Stop stealing my heart.

 Wowza! 56 readers in one week? You guys are simply amazing, gah I don't even know what to say! my birthday is in one week i'm going to make that chapter extra special for chu guise, my amazing chickidoodles! Butterfly kisses to all, I'm going to make this chapter awesome, just for you guise, love you all. Plz donz forget to vote, comment share or whateva! 

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George held my hand as we walked through the beautiful garden filled with soft grass and brightly colored flowers. George knelt down and picked a flower then placed it in my hair that shone golden in the sunlight. His hair looked soft brown now as we sat down and looked up at the soft, puffy white clouds which floated in the sea blue sky. "Kamber, I think I love you." His green eyes looked passionately at me.

  "Kamber! Kamber! Kamber!" Melena shook me from my dream, my wonderful dream. Wait what the heck, why am I dreaming about George?! "Melena! I think I'm going crazy!" I said screaming and pulling my hair. "Why? Were you dreaming about George?" She mocked. My eyes widened. "How did you know?" "I'm your best friend I know everything about you, and you also sleep talk." I blushed. Oh god, dang it George, stop invading my dream land. 

"So what was your dream."  "He told me he loved me." Melena's face went blank then she burst out laughing. "You got it BAD, Kams." "Oh shut up!" I said throwing my pillow at her causing her to fall off my bed. Suddenly George started to call me. "Hello?" " Are you busy today? I want to know if you want to go do something with me, you know if you want." My heart began to do back flips, something that only happened when I liked somebody, but I don't like George. Right? "Um, no I'm not doing anything today. I guess we could go enjoy some time together." I tried to sound as chill as I could. "Okay,  I shall pick you up at three, since we're talking fancy." He joked. Three? My god it's two-thirty five. 

 "Move!" I shoved Melena out the way as I rammed through my clothes to find something to wear. "Wow, Kams, you must seriously like him to be ramming through your clothes like that, here why don't I help you?" 'I rolled my eyes. Me and Melena spent ten minutes finding the perfect out fit, a well fitted lime green top with some high waisted shorts and converse. I decided to wave my hair and tie it into a neat ponytail while leaving some of my bangs nicely hanging out. For make up I just put on concealer and mascara. 

  George pulled up in his navy blue truck as I got closer butterflies in my stomach fluttered around likr crazy. "You look nice." He said keeping his eyes on the road. "You too." I smiled. We pulled up in front of the fair. "Here we are." He smiled as he opened the door for me to get out. We got into one of the rides as it began to get dark, and cold since we were up on the Ferris wheel, it was colder. "You cold?" George asked I nodded holding my arms. He wrapped me with his jacket. "Thanks." I smiled. "Your welcome." He said. The Ferris wheel ride was really awkward. All he did was stare into my eyes with those amazing emeralds of his. 

   "George." I said breaking the silence. "Yes?" "I-I had a dream about you." His face light up. "Really? What about." I was not going to tell him my real dream. "You got chased by a bear." His smile fadded. "Oh, wow, how mature." He said smirking. "If I could control my dreams, trust me, I would."

  We went into silence again. "Ashley, she, payed Clifford to make out with her. She knew it would hurt you, and Clifford didn't know you saw. He just took the money and made out with her for no reason." I felt a lump the size of an apple form in my throat. I could feel my tears want to fall down. George just stared at me while my eyes began to get glassy.

  "I see, but still he was a jerk for doing it anyway and then telling me- he loved me." I began to choke in my words again. Once a tear fell down George wiped it away. "I- I thought you might've wanted to know." I nodded my head. "I did, thanks." The rest of the night was quite. Once we drove up into my driveway George stopped me by my hand, "Kamber, I had fun tonight, we should do this more often." I blushed, wait why am I blushing? Gah. "Yeah, I think so too." I said quickly slipping out of the truck.

 "And Kamber, you look cute when you blush." He smirked. I ran away before he could see me blushing anymore, how dare he? Make me blush like a tomato. "Hello Kamber how was your date." "It wasn't a date we went out to spend some time together." My mom shook her head. "So a date?" I laughed, "Sure whatever mom." I ran up to my room and changed out of my clothes into some sweats. My phone suddenly rang, an unknown number labeled 'blocked callerID'  I answered bravely. "Who is this?" This time the person had a voice changing device. "I thought I told you to stay away from George, watch your back Kelin, and don't say I didn't warn you." Silence, then the muffled sound of the phone being hung up. Oh god, why me? All I did was happen to walk out of the bathroom then that super stunning hunk of a dude, what is wrong with me.

   I can't possibly be falling for George I mean every single girl that's been with him has come out the relationship in tears. I can't let George do that to me. I practically mourned all weekend over a guy I kissed twice and hid my feelings for. One guy who just wants to make out with any stupid girl he can get his hands on, girls like me. Who fall for his deadly charms. Like George they are actually no different!

    Yet something deep, and I mean past the mantle and outer core entering the inner core made up of iron and nickle, deep tell me something about George is different. But since that feeling is so deep in my heart, I can forget about it in the blink of an eye. Who is that caller calling me. Why are they so scared to hide their voice and number? Am I really that intimidating? Gosh I really have to stop thinking so much or before I know it my head will explode, which  irrelevantly impossible for the human brain to explode due to thought. But trust me if my brain could explode because of so much thought, it would've just exploded a few moments ago. I mean none of this would even hace had happened if George watched were he went, the phone call, Ashley, none of it.

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