The Greatest

Impossible

>Chapter 2<
Impossible
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"Oh my fucking GOD, Kade!" I exclaimed. We were currently standing in the changing room of Victoria's Secret. Now, I know what you're thinking. Kade walked in on me changing. That's where you would be wrong. Kade Walter, captain of the football team, had a lacy bralette on.

"Doesn't it look amazing on me? It really brings out my lack of boobs." He laughed, which caused me to laugh. Soon enough, we had collapsed onto the floor, laughing our asses off like a couple of immature kids.

"Kade, focus," I said between breaths, "We're here to find me a new bra, not get kicked out for acting stupid." He gave me a quick smile before standing up and taking off the bralette to expose his insanely chiseled chest.

"Are you just gonna stand there and stare, or are we gonna buy you a new bra?" I heard Kade ask. Shit, had I been staring? I felt my cheeks get hot as I scrambled out of the dressing room, followed by Kade, who now had a shirt on.

"How about this cute dress?" I heard him call from behind me. I turned around to reveal Kade staring at some black lingerie.

"Kade. That's not a dress." I replied, stifling laughter. Kade looked at the tag, and his mouth dropped open as he read the word lingerie.

"Shit! I, um- shit," he stuttered as he backed away. His face turned a bright shade of pink. He was actually pretty cute when he was flustered.

"Did Briannah James, my mortal enemy, just call me cute?" Kade asked, with a giant smirk plastered on his face. Fuck, did I say that out loud? What the fuck, Bri?

"You heard that?" I asked, accepting the fact that I was completely and totally fucked. I felt my face get hot again as Kade smiled a genuine smile.

"Hey, I'm not gonna make fun of you. I'm not a complete dick. Besides, I think you're adorable when you're flustered. Also, I found you a new bra, and it's cute as fuck." He said as he tossed a really cute lacy bra at me. I looked at the tag, and my jaw dropped.

"First of all, how the fuck do you know my bra size? Second of all, this is $70." I exclaimed.

"First of all, your best friend has the biggest thing for me. All I had to do was text her and ask what your bra size is, and she told me, along with your shirt, pants, and underwear size," he wiggled his eyebrows and continued, "And second of all, I don't care. I'm buying it for you, and that's final."

After his schpeel, we went up to the register. After waiting in a long ass line, we finally reached the register. The lady at the register smiled, scanned in the bra, and smiled as Kade handed her the money for it.

"Aw, you two are such a cute couple!" She exclaimed. As I was about to inform her that we weren't a couple, Kade wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"Thank you, ma'am!" He replied with that charming smile of his as she handed him the bag and sent us on our way. Kade dropped his arm, and fidgeted with his watch while we walked.

"What the hell was THAT, Kade? I finally asked. He kept fidgeting with his watch, and looked from the ground, up to me, and down to the ground again.

"I just- I figured that the register lady looked the thought of us as a couple, and, I- J didn't want to, um, disappoint her." He stammered in reply. He was definitely fucking lying, and I was gonna figure out what was really going on.

"Kade, you don't have to lie. I'm not gonna judge you or laugh. I just want to know what the fuck is going on with you. I care, despite the fact that we're mortal enemies or whatever." I replied, waiting for him to tell me to fuck off or walk away and leave me stranded. Instead, he sighed and turned to look me in the eyes.