Fools

Chapter 29- love is in the air

A/N: there's gonna be quite a bit of a time jump here, ok, it's because I wanna start making this a lil more interesting so bare with me

*Lauren's POV*

~three months later. March 1st~

I sat in my homeroom, my eyes wide and alert, excited for what today held for me. It was the first day of march which meant it was the beginning of the softball season, my last high school softball season to be correct. March had to be my favorite month because not only do I get to play the sport I love and run around like a little kid again, it's also Camz birthday month.

I have a special surprise for her this year actually, it's going to be pretty awesome. All of her friends are invited, her family is invited, it's just going to be fun and awesome. My fingers were jittery and my knees were bouncing in excitement, ready for the school day to just be over even though it's barely even started yet. My homeroom door opened up and my eyes locked with the other person. Vero.

I smiled widely when I saw the objects in her hands, they were our training shirts. With a wicked grin on her face, she launched it at me before sending me a wink and throwing one to another girl in the room and leaning. I opened the shirt on my desk to examine it and I couldn't help but be incredibly happy. A huge softball was on the front and above it said 'The Ravens'.

On the back in huge letters was "Senior Captain L. Jauregui." And on the bottom was 'lead this team to victory.' "Does this give me the right to call you captain Jauregui now?" A voice asked and I turned to see Addison, who was holding a softball shirt in her hands.

I raised an eyebrow and grinned," you play softball?"

"Hell yes, I've been against this team multiple times in the past four years and now here I am able to play on it and kick some ass. Plus I heard they have a pretty awesome captain."

"Well, welcome to the team." I said and stuck my hand out, a grin still on my face. Who would've thought that I'd be shaking the hand of someone I hated just a few months ago. With a similar grin, she gripped my hand, giving it a firm shake.

"Well Jauregui, I guess I'll be seeing you at practice after school." She said and stood up, the homeroom bell ringing as soon as she got up.

I grabbed my books off of my desk and quickly made my way out of homeroom only to be slammed against the wall in a quick motion. At first I was prepared to slap whoever it was, but soon my eyes came into contact with my favorite pair of brown eyes. A smile was playing on her lips and she wrapped her arms around my waist, burying her head into my chest.

I let out a happy sigh and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer if that's even possible. I didn't question her actions because I knew she'd explain them and I'm not particularly complaining about being wrapped up in her arms. This has become my favorite place to be. In her arms is where I feel the safest and the happiest because I know she'll forever protect me.

"Baby..." She muttered into my chest and I kissed the top of her head before leaning back to look in her eyes

"Yup?" I questioned popping the 'p' in an exaggerating notion

"I'm happy for you." She muttered before leaning up and kissing kissing me, soft and tenderly.

"You're the cutest." I mumbled, nuzzling our noses together.

"This is such a big deal, I know you've been waiting for this for as long as I've known you."

"It's not that big of a deal, I mean, I guess I just worked hard enough. I'm happy all the hard work has payed off for me though."

"You guys are going to do hella awesome this year." She said with a wide grin, linking her arm with mine as we walked towards my first period class. I love how she doesn't even care that she's gonna be late, she's like the perfect gentlewoman? If that's even the correct term but whatever, she's amazing, she's my everything and I just wish I could pour my whole heart out to her.

I wish I could tell her that every time I look at her my breath gets shaky and I feel everything begin to spin. I wish I could tell her how she makes me feel safe and how she keeps me from getting bad dreams at night. I wish I could tell her how her kisses take all the pain away and can make me smile. I wish I could tell her how I'd give up everything to be with her forever. I wish I could tell her how I want to marry her one day and grow old with her.

Sure we've told each other that we're in love with each other and have given ourselves to each other, not only spiritually and emotionally, but physically too. She knows me more than I know myself probably more than anyone in this world knows me. Although people say I'm a tough book to read, it's like she just cracks down my walls with one hit and I love it. I love how she can reach the depths of my soul.

It's like, everything I'm thinking is transferred over to her. She always knows when I'm super happy or mad or super sad or jealous. She knows how to calm me down when I'm in a rage of anger and it makes me so happy. She wipes my tears away and kisses my forehead and holds me like I'm her world, and I know that I am indeed the luckiest girl in this entire world.

"Babeeeee," her angelic voice sang snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Hm?" I said, kinking an eyebrow up

"You were staring at me like-"

"Like your my entire world." I said interrupting her. At those words her whole face softened and her eyes filled with tears. She clutched her chest and then wrapped her arms around me in a fierce hug. I gladly hugged her back, placing a light kiss on the top of her head. I raked my fingers through her long brown hair and we stood there until she relaxed and pulled away.

"I love you." She mumbled pulling me into a kiss

"I love you more." I muttered against her lips and pulled away. "Alright babe, I'll see you in physics I have to get to class before the bell rings." She smiled and nodded, kissing me before skipping off. I watched as she left, a bright smile on my face.

THREE COMMENTS FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER PLEASE.

okay guys I know I haven't updated in a while but I've been dealing with some things. I'm not sure if I mentioned in the authors note or not, but my grandmother had been sick and she passed away last week and it hit me really hard. I'm slipping back into a depression and I'm finding it hard to concentrate and find motivation, so I'm sorry for the lack of writing. I'll do my best to get more up, I promise.