IMAGINES ▹ ROSS BUTLER

↳ good luck kiss

( GOOD LUCK KISS )
by imaginationworlds

"Zach, what are you doing in here?", I screeched while covering my half naked body with the jersey that I was about to put on when I saw my boyfriend entering the girls' locker room while carefully checking if anyone else was in here changing.

He turned to his left, to see my small figure standing there with a maroon coloured jersey knitted in my hands and covering my chest as he slowly walked towards me, wearing his cheeky smile on his lips.

"What the hell are you doing in here?", I questioned him while turning my back on him so I can change into the freshly washed T-shirt I had to wear during the match to support my school.

Zach leaned against one of the randomly standing lockers and shrugged his shoulders at my answer, still smiling at me like he was planning on something wicked. I narrowed my eyes at him as I sat down on the bench and supported one leg on the bench while I tied my shoe laces, waiting for him to finally say something.

"I'm just here to give you a good-luck-kiss.", I looked up from my shoes, seeing him itching his neck in uneasiness and worry.

Since last week Monday, Zach tried to stop me from going to my soccer practice so I can't attend today's match against his school with no further explanation.

But that actually just encouraged myself confident to boost up and to show Zach that there's no need to worry about of me getting hit in the face by a ball or whatever would injure me but that actually just encouraged myself confident to boost up and to show Zach that there's no need to worry about of me getting hit in the face by a ball or whatever would injure me.

"Oh,", I said looking for a short second over my shoulder while stuffing my clothes, headphones and phone into my backpack and zipped it back up before I took my pair of shoes into my other hand as I start walking towards Zach who was patiently waiting for me to finally come and pick up my good luck kiss.

As he embraced me in a warm and loving hug, all the stress that I had seconds ago relieved me, making me feel more relaxed and ready to go out and win for my team. Zach lifted up my chin before pressing a long kiss with so much love onto my lips, making me feel like I'm on cloud 9, knowing that I never will fall off of it.

"I guess I am responsible for your backpack and shoes?"

At the Game

The crowd was roaring as the other Team scored for the first time after three attempts of kicking the ball into the goal net. We all jogged over to the other side of the field when one of my team mates had the ball rolling, and passing it over to the other one.

When suddenly one of the girls kicked the ball up in the air, letting us all look up for a short second before it came crashing down into my direction, leaving me no chance to dodge away from the current situation.

Without any warning, the ball smacked me with all its rage into my face making the dull sound of leather slamming down onto the skin; making my head buzz and my nose ache in awful pain, feeling the blood soaking up my hand that I pressed out of reflex against my nose.

Everyone on the field gasps, seeing the ball rolling away with nobody's attention on it when the whole team came rushing towards me and pausing the game;

"Oh my god."

"Get a cool-pack!"

"Holy fuck her nose.."

"Jeez."

Familiar voices surrounded me as I bend slightly forwards to force air into my lungs while squeezing my eyes together in awful pain when I felt like my nose was about to fall off if I let go of it, I whined whenever someone attempts to try to touch my nose; to clarify the broken bone in my nose but the fear of suddenly holding my nose in one of my hands was too big for me that night.

As someone carefully replaced my hand with the recently requested cool-pack, I heard screams of my name from far away. I looked up just to see my boyfriend jumping over the fence of the rostrum and sprinting with my backpack and with my shoes in his hands over the field to rush over to my side.

"Oh my god.", Zach breathed out as the air hitched his throat when he saw my already bruised now and blood soaked hand. Instantly he pressed my head against his chest; without sharing a second thought about me bleeding all over his college jacket.

His heartbeat was beating unevenly, his breath was short by the parkour he just ran, that was one of the reasons why I started to giggle loudly about the fact that he just jumped down a stage just to be by my side.

After my Coach replaced me with one of the other players and allowed me to get checked up about my nose, Zach carried me on his back since he insisted that I could get hurt another time this night.

"By the way...", I whispered as he walked down the empty street with just a few streetlights showing us the path.

"Mhm."

"Your good-luck-kiss wasn't helping me today", I laughed