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Pom Poms🏈

You had just thrown on your yellow cheer outfit; you cheerlead for the Georgia Tech Yellow Jackets. You grabbed your pom poms as you put in your earplugs with no music yet. Your stomach dropped lower than it was. Not because you were performing in front of millions of people, but because the guy you've been thinking about all month is on the football team. He was gorgeous and he was an amazing player on the field.
He is one of the biggest dudes there and is fine asf. He plays defense and he's good. You've never seen anybody play like him before. When he plays, he goes hard. It's so amazing and fascinating.
You had on your yellow belly shirt with your team's name on it and Joe's number on your back, a yellow skirt that stopped to the middle of your thighs, and white pumas. Your hair was curled with loose curls. You jogged out onto the field with the biggest smile on your face and your earplugs in. You were listening to the same song playing on the field, but the crowd made you nervous. You thought it was better if you didn't hear anything but the music, it helped you concentrate easier.
The Jonas brothers were already on the field, you and the girls got into position. The music pom poms played and you began dancing. Meanwhile, Joe was number 96 and being pep talked by his coach. He could barely focus because you popped up in his head every once in a while.
You began to dance to the beat after it started, you heard nothing but the music. Joe heard the music start and, immediately, thought of you. He snuck a smile across his face and chuckled. Number 23, next to him, looked at him.

"What's so funny?", he asked.

"Nothing I was thinking about someone", Joe said.

"Oh that girl with your number on her back?", he asked.

"Ye...ah", Joe slowly answered.

The guy chuckled.

"She's into you dude", number 23 said.

"Forreal?", Joe asked.

"Yeah its a wild guess" he said, " plus my girlfriend is a good friend of hers".

"Oh", Joe let out.

"Go talk to her during your free time", his friend suggested.

"I will", Joe said.

You had just got done your performance. As you went into the back to get your sweater, you passed Joe. You both paused, you took out your earplugs. Your stomach flipped and you smiled it off.

"Hi", you said.

"Aren't  you (y/n)?", he asked.

"Yeah", you said.

"You're a fan" He asked.

"Big Anoa'i fan", you told him.

You saw him smile and your heart lit up like a Christmas tree. His hair was out and alittle sweaty, it was wavy and short as well. You spotted his team jogging to the field.

"Come on man", number 34 said as he tapped him.

He still kept jogging off. Joe couldn't help but stare at you.

"I'll see you later?", he asked you.

"Yes", you answered.

"Promise?", he asked.

"Yes", you repeated.

He kept smiling.

"You have to go big guy",you told him.

"Bye", he said.

You stood on your tippy toes and kissed his cheek. You watched him jog off and put on his helmet.
You hurried to change so you could go watch him on the field. You and your friend (y/f/n) snuck on the sideline as he got ready to play defense. You caught sight of him and kept hidden, so you wouldn't distract him.

(Y/f/n)= your friend's name

"Hut hut!", you heard the quarter back yell.

The crowd was shouting, it was almost difficult to hear. The ball flew and everyone began running around. Their offense were blocking Joe's team from getting to their quarterback, so they could complete the pass and get a first down or touchdown. All of a sudden, you saw Joe, number 96, speed pass everyone and tackle the quarterback before he threw the ball.

"YEAH JOE!", you shouted.

He popped up off the ground and caught sight of you, he slightly waved and you waved back with a big smile. He ran back to his team's huddle.

"Ready!", Joe's team said as they all clapped and left the huddle.

They got ready for their play, the opposite team got ready for theirs.

"Hut hut!", the quarterback yelled.

They all started running around again. The quarterback made a complete pass, but it was intercepted by Joe's team member-who got immediately tackled. The Yellow Jackets had the ball because of the turnover. Joe ran over to the sidelines as his team got ready to play offense. His coach tapped his shoulder pad, so did his team mates. He made his way to you and took off his helmet.
You were greeted by a gorgeous smile.

"Hey", he said.

"Hey", you said.

He just smiled.

"You did good out there", you told him.

"Thanks", he said.

He examined you: you were still in your cheer clothes except you had on a full zip sweater over it, it was chilly out. You began to shiver, your skin had went a bright pink. He found it really cute that your face did that.

"You look pretty today", he told you.

"Thanks", you told him.

Both of you turned to watch offense play, it was only the 3rd quarter. The Yellow Jackets were winning by 10. You cuddled into Joe's arm, he was warm as ever. He was big, duh and cuddly. He looked down at you, considering you were an ant compared to him, he chuckled. He went behind you and put his arms around your waist, you looked down at his hands and smiled. He kissed the top of your head.
It was now the 4th quarter, last 4 minutes of the game. Joe was on the field playing defense, the Yellow Jackets were up 21 now. You have never been this hype during a football game, except when Joe was playing. Joe went into the team huddle.

"Ready!", the Yellow Jackets said as they clapped and left again.

They got ready for their play.
Again, everybody began running around. The other team made a complete pass, when the dude caught it he made it pass the first down line. Joe caught him,just as he passed it, and suplexed him back behind it. You began to jump and down while clapping. Your heart began jumping for joy.

"THATS WHAT IM TALKIN BOUT JOE!", You shouted.

It's the last play of the game, Joe was still on the field. The quarter back attempted and pass, but it was intercepted by Joe this time.

"OhMyGosh",you said.

You smiled as he headed for the touchdown. Joe's team won the game, his team members picked him up, then put him down. His team jogged over to their coach who was clapping, rather calmly. You were still happy as hell you got to experience his win again. He jogged over to you.

"I've been waiting all game for this", he said.

He took off his helmet, picked you up and his lips crashed against yours. Your arms were wrapped tightly around his neck.

"Oooooo!", some of his team went.

"THATS MY BOY!", the other half went.