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*Melissa's POV*
"Michael, I'm really scared...what if I fuck everything up?" I asked my boyfriend nervously. It was the championship soccer game. The season had gone really well so far, but I was just freaking out because it was the CHAMPIONSHIP and if my team lost then we would go home with nothing. "Melissa," Michael laughed. "You'll do fine, babe. I've seen you play, and I'm pretty sure you could take on Beckham," he smirked. I blushed, and Michael bent down to kiss me. "It's really cute when you blush. Your cheeks get all red and you look down at the floor," Michael whispered, softly kissing me again. I smiled at Michael and buried my face in his neck; his arms were around my waist. "We should probably get going, babe," I mumbled, not really wanting to go anywhere. "My team will start warming up soon." He released me and grabbed my soccer bag off the floor. "Let's get going then, left defender," Michael joked and walked out the front door, and I followed soon after.
*Michael's POV*
Everyone was buzzing. From what I could tell, the match was about to start. It was funny, listening to Melissa explain how football was the exact same thing as 'soccer' last night. I found it really cute, how she seemed so focused and into the game. A whistle sounded, snapping me out of my daydream. I saw both teams file out onto the field and go to their positions. Melissa's thick black waves had been wrestled into a ponytail, and she wore a dark green jersey. My heart warmed up right then, watching the girl I love do what she loved. A few moments later, the small white ball was kicked all over the field, players from both teams chasing after it. I watched as the ball neared Melissa. She sprinted toward it, and without breaking stride, she smoothly kicked the ball away from her opponent and quickly passed it to her midfielder. "Way to go, Melissa!" I yelled, standing up on the bleachers. "Keep it up, babe!" A few heads turned to me, so I stared straight back and replied, "Problem? That's my girlfriend who made that expert pass right there." Sitting back down, the confused people turned around and continued to watch the game.
*Melissa's POV*
God, I was tired. The third quarter was nearly over. I watched as the other team subbed another player in. She was huge, probably almost a foot taller and definitely twice my weight. She played forward. Gulp.
Our midfielders tried stopping her as she barreled down the field, but she trampled over them. How was the ref not calling this?! As she came straight towards me, I braced myself for the impact. It felt like running into a wall. An agonizing pain shot through my chest, and then I felt nothing as I fell to the ground. "Melissa? Oh my god, stop the game, stop the game!" was the last thing I heard.
*hour later*
"Baby, can you hear me? Melissa, are you okay?" An Australian accent inquired worriedly. I opened my eyes, squinting at all the white. "M-Michael? What the hell...where am I? Shit, the game, we have to go back-" I croaked. I tried sitting up, but I got a headrush and fell back onto the bed. "Baby, we're in the ER," Michael told me, pushing my hair out of my face. "That goddamn hippo broke three of your ribs. You did pretty good though. After she ran into you, she flipped over and fell. On the bright side, your team got the penalty and the left midfielder scored a great goal. You won, babe, you won 7-6." Michael explained.
*Michael's POV*
Her face was contorted in pain. Three fucking ribs. That girl must have been like twice Melissa's size. "You did great, babe," I whispered. Her face relaxed a little, and her lips broke into a small smile. "Beckham probably wouldn't have been able to stop that truck," I joked. Melissa giggled a bit. "How the hell did I get so lucky to have someone like you fall in love with someone like me?" She asked, looking at me. "God, Melissa, it's the other way around. I-I love you, Melissa," I stuttered the last bit. We had never exchanged 'I Love You's' yet. "Michael Clifford. God...I love you more. So fucking much," she whispered back. I smiled at her and bent down to kiss her, and when I did, she pulled me close. I literally was the fucking luckiest guy on the planet to have ended up with Melissa.
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