the bad boy [s.m.]

[10]

Jen's POV

*Tuesday Afternoon*

Shawn can over because apparently he needed help with English, we had to study for our upcoming test. He's been coming over almost everyday lately, not that my parents mind, they've been waiting for me to bring a guy home since forever.

Usually Shawn spends about an hour talking with my dad about soccer or anything basically, while I help mom cook dinner. However, today I have soccer practice with my club team The Strikers, so my dad and Shawn barely talked.

Our study session consisted of me trying to explain to Shawn the material and him completely ignoring it because he was trying to kiss me. I swear this kid kisses me every second of everyday, not that I mind. We kept talking about how he wanted to go check me practice, but I kept denying him because I figured my dad wouldn't want my boyfriend there 'distracting' me.

He kept kissing my neck, jaw, and lips. It's harder than you think trying to ignore a hot ass guy trying to make out with you, but I stood my ground.

We were cleaning up our notebooks and Shawn was getting ready to leave, but then my dad walked in.

"Hey Shawn, where you going amigo?" My dad said looking at him weird.

"I'm going home sir, Jen was telling me she had practice." He said picking up his back pack.

"Why don't you come? See what skills your girlfriend has." As soon as he said that Shawn was nodding his head vigorously.

"Okay good, mija don't forget today is shorts day. We leave in 10 minutes so hurry up." I nod my head and he leaves the room.

"Fuck yes! I get to see my girlfriend at practice!" He yells. I have no idea why he wanted to see me practice so bad, not like it's a pretty sight to see.

"Why are you so excited to see me practice? All I'm gonna do is sweat and look rough." I say getting out my practice shorts and shirt out the drawer. I walk over to the bathroom, close and lock the door while I change.

"I don't care what you look like, you'll always look beautiful to me. Plus I want to see how good my girlfriend is." I blush at his comment.

I'm captain of this soccer team, but Shawn doesn't want to believe me because he says I'm too 'small'. He's not wrong, but that doesn't mean anything.

I walk our and Shawn just eyes me up and down. I blush and walk over to my soccer bag to pull out my knee socks.

"There's no way in hell you're going to practice in that. Is that how you always go?" I nod my head and smile at his jealousy.

"You're mine baby." He says wrapping his arms around me from the back while he puts his head in the crook of my neck.

"Yes honey I know."  I turn around to kiss him. He grabs me by my hips to pull me closer. I pull away knowing that if we continued it would become a make out session.

We walk downstairs and outside to see my dad waiting in the car. We get in and make it to the soccer fields in less than 5 minutes considering we live very close to them.

As soon as we got out the car my dad asked Shawn to help him set up. He pecked my lips and went over to help him while the girls began showing up. They knew about Shawn and I because I had been texting our group chat about him for weeks.

I went over to my dad once it turned 6:00 to see what he wanted us to do.

"Alright dad we're ready, what do you want us to do?"

"I want four regular laps, 1 sprint lap, stretch, your regular drills, and depending on how you guys do we'll either schrimmage or continue drills." Shawn was just there looking at me in shock, I bet he didn't expect we did that much.