Cat & Her First Love (Novella Of The "And Her" Series) (COMPLETED) (UNEDITED)

Chapter Seven-Catherine

It's Saturday and it's also the day of Craig's football match. Nervous as fuck, I arrive at the grounds where the match will be held with Layla, and it's chocker with people.

"Oh, my god, babe. How are we meant to find him amongst all these?" Layla says in my ear as I look round for him.

"I'll call him" I tell her as I get my phone out and call him hoping he can hear his phone,
It's rings once before he answers.

"Kitty Cat, where are you?" he asks me
I look round to see if there's anything standing out that I can use and Layla nudges me getting my attention and jerks her chin over to the ice cream van.

"Can you see the ice cream van?" I ask him.

He chuckles. "Yeah, I can.  I'm standing next to it" he tells me.

I frown looking over. "You are? I can't see—" I say and low and behold there he is in his football kit.

fuck.me

"I..I..I" I stutter before Layla shouts over me.
"Yeah, she sees you lurch" she teases.

Craig begins to walk over obviously getting a lot of female attention, but he pays them no mind, keeping his focus on me.

"Holy shit, girl" she squeals in my ear as my mouth is still open in a stunned stupor.

"Babe, you're gonna have to close that mouth before he gets here you know" Layla teases but I can't, I just can't.

God, he's beautiful.

Craig chuckles bringing us close. "I think you're the beautiful one, Kitty Cat" he murmurs.

Holy shit, did I just say that out loud?

Craig and Layla laugh at me. "You're too adorable for words, kitty cat" he murmurs against my temple before placing a kiss there and throws his arm over my shoulder guiding us towards the grounds.

Blushing, I look back to Layla and she's grinning at me. "You comin tink?" Craig asks over his shoulder. I look back over to her, and she's glaring at all the female attention that Craig's getting.

I fucking love this girl

"Yeah, am comin, lurch" she says as she hurries to catch up to us, and Craig puts his arm over Layla's shoulders. "Come on girls, I got you a good spot saved" he tells us.

"Oh, did you hear that, Cat? we're getting the VIP treatment" Layla winks.

"Come on, the games gonna start soon" Craig says as we walk faster to our spot which is at the front.

"I got you girls some drinks, sweets and stuff so you didn't need to queue up" Craig says nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"Aww, sweet. Thanks, lurch" Layla says looking at all the stuff Craig has bought for us.

"You didn't have to do that, Craig" I say smiling shyly.

He shrugs. "It was nothing, Kitty Cat" he tells me playing off his kindness.

"Well, Thankyou anyway" I say placing a kiss to his jaw.

He clears his throat and grins at me. "Right, well—I better get off, I promised this pretty girl I'd score a goal for her" he winks.

I blush furiously."Okay, I'll see you after the game" I smile.

He nods. "Later, later tink" he says before turning, giving me a nice view of his arse in the football shorts.

God, that's a nice arse.

Craig turns around with a knowing grin.

Fuck, I said it out loud again.

"I mean, go and kick arse Craig" I say with as much enthusiasm.

"Am goin" he says with a grin. "And by the way, I happen to love your arse too" he winks before running off.

I hide my face in embarrassment."Oh, my god. I can't believe I said that out loud" I groan.

Layla cackles her arse off next to me."Oh, I love you and that no filter brain of yours" she chuckles shaking her head in amusement.

I grimace at her. "Glad I can be of service" I say sarcastically as I roll my eyes at her.

"Just sit your arse down and watch your man kick arse" Layla laughs.

"He's not my man Lay—we're just friends that's all" I shrug.

"Why? Why just friends?" she asks confused.

"I'm not ready to label it yet, I wanna take things slow, besides am not even sure Craig wants that—with me" I tell her honestly.

She looks at me with disbelief. "If you can't see with your own fucking eyes how that lad looks at you then your blind girl, of course he wants you" Layla huffs.

"Even if he does look at me like how you say. I'm not ready, I just wanna be friends first" I tell her.

Layla folds her arms in front of her cocking her hip to the side. "So since when do friends" she says hyphenating the word friends. "Ask for said friend to score a goal for her and then to ask this friend to kiss her after the game, hmm?" she asks lifting her eyebrows up in challenge.

I shrug. "Well, theres such thing as friends with benefits—but not them type of benefits before you say anything dirty arse" I tell her. "I want us to get to know each other first before we label us" I add as I look over to Craig who is walking on to the pitch with his team mates.

"And does he know this?" Layla asks me.

I shake my head. "No, but I won't be rushed into anything, if he feels anything for me, then he should be okay with it, if not—then am okay with being just friends" I tell her honestly.

"Yeah, I doubt he'll be okay with being just friends" she says lifting her chin to the pitch and I look over to see Craig staring at me, which is gaining everyone elses attention.

"Who is he looking at?" I hear murmur round us but I don't even acknowledge them, it's just me and Craig that is until the whistle blows announcing kick off and he winks at me with a sexy smirk and jogs away.

"Told you" Layla teases nudging me.

I smile shyly at her, but all I can think is how much I'm hoping he'll go slow for me, we''re nearing the eightieth minute, and Craig scores his first goal and as he run's away from the goal he points to me with a wink and then runs off to celebrate with his teammates.

"Yeah, You're fucked, girl. He ain't looking to be friend zoned" Layla says.

"Lay, I can't give in to him like that, not without knowing him" I tell her. "I'll talk to him" I say as I watch Craig get hugged by his teammates.

I just hope he's okay with goin slow...