R5 Imagines and Preferences

Rocky and Anyone: Football Day

can I have a rocky imagine where you guys play football? thanks!

Y/N Point of view

Rocky and I had planned to spend the day with his family, so we loaded up in the car for a picnic at the park. We set up picnic blankets and ate and talked all afternoon. Some of the boys were lying in the grass resting their eyes after lunch and I sat next to my boyfriend and we talked under the shade of a tree. “I was thinking guys,” Riker said from his laying down position, “We should play some football,” Rocky’s ears perked up, “Sounds like a good time,” Ross groaned, “I’m kinda tired I won’t feel like doing my victory dance when I win.” Rocky rolled his eyes, “Oh wah wah, you aren’t going to win unless you’re on my team. I will have the best cheerleader ever,” He kissed my cheek and I looked up, “Wait, what if I want to play?” I asked.

“You wanna play?” Ryland asked, “You’re so, girly,” Rydel spoke up, “So what, we can play too,” Ross looked at Riker, who looked at Rocky, “I don’t have a problem with it?” Rocky said questioningly, but he got up, pulling me with him anyway. “Mom, Dad wanna join?” Stormie shook her head no, but Mark got up and put his cap on, “I’ll throw around for a bit,” Ratliff, who had been with us all day decided he would play also.

“Okay,” Rydel said, “I think Rocky and Riker team captains,” Everyone agreed. “Ladies,” She said to them, laughing, “Pick your teams,” I smiled at Rocky and blew him a kiss. I knew I could run fast but I felt like showing them a lesson that I could do it. “Okay,” Rocky said, “I gotta go with my baby,” he smiled, pointing to me. Ryland rolled his eyes, “Just cause she’s your girlfriend!” Riker picked Ryland next, Rocky picked Ross, Riker picked Ratliff, and finally Rocky got Mark to play with us. “Okay, Huddle,” He said.

Rocky started saying a bunch of nonsense and then he looked at me, “Please be careful, if we’re going too hard on you let me know babe,” I smiled, “I’ll be fine.” We got into position and I ran over to Rocky, “Hey, just in case I don’t come ou alive,” I giggled, I pulled him down and kissed him sweetly, “NO PDA ON THE FIELD!” Ryland yelled, laughing. “That should be a penalty! Ref!” He looked at Stomrie, who smiled, “I’ll allow it.” I smiled at her.

“Ready, go,” Riker yelled, getting the ball from Mark and Passing it to Ellington, Ross, who stood right in front of me, intercepted it on the way to Ryland. “Hey!” I yelled, “Ross, dude I could’ve gotten it!” He shrugged, “Next time, Y/N,” I nodded, “Okay,” We jogged to our next play and Riker threw it to Ryland this time, who ran in front of me as I tried to beat him, I jumped, tackling him to the ground. “Hey!” He yelled, “You said no tackling! Ref!” I smiled, “He said no tackling the girls, unless you’re a girl,” I got up and Rocky jogged over to me, smirking at my comment. Ryland huffed, reaching out his hand, “That was a nice tackle,” He said. I gave him a high five and Rocky smiled at me, telling me where to go next.

“Okay,” Rocky yelled, and Rocky received the ball, passing it to Ross, who ran. Rocky ran ahead, but fell and I was closer so I ran to catch Ross, “Ross!” I yelled, “Pass it!” “No way!” He yelled, almost getting caught by Rydel, “Ross, throw me the damn ball!” I screamed, still running and finally he tossed it to me. I caught it easily, and with no one expecting him to throw it to me I was wide open. I ran towards what we had set up as the endzone and no one could catch me then. I threw the ball down and yelled, “TOUCHDOWN!” I yelled, jumping up and down and Rocky ran over to me, “Y/N  I had no clue you could do that!” He said smiling. He lifted me in the air and kissed me. “Dude,” Ross said to me, “That was sick.” “Thanks,” I laughed. Rydel smiled, “Thanks for showing them we can play too,” She giggled, going to get her water. “That was awesome!” Rocky said, “You showed me,” He threw his hands up in defeat. “Are we done or?” Riker asked me. “No way! Let’s keep going!, 1 to nothing, bring it on!” I smiled running back. Rocky took my hand, “Good job, baby,”  He kissed my cheek, “You’re sweaty,” I giggled, pulling away from him, “You know you love it,” He picked me up, running with me across the field. “Rocky! We can’t win if you don’t put me down smelly!” He laughed out loud, “Okay, Okay,” He put me down. “Let’s go!” He yelled, and we played the rest of the day.