Keanu

Chapter 1: The Perfect Package

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Chapter One: The Perfect Package

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Deliah's POV 

Why? Why does the devil know just how to put together the perfect package? It's so unfair.

I look up from my book and scan the field, searching for the stupid package. I spot him by the starting line. He looks like a lion ready to pounce on his prey.

Introducing Keanu Collins. The athlete, football player, womanizer, badboy and player of the school. No scratch that, of the town. Also the owner of my heart. I've had a major crush on him since the  fifth grade, but can you blame me? He has the personality, the looks and the brains. And don't forget his stupid charms. He is the paragon of male beauty.

The gunshot goes off and he shoots from his spot. He looks like Usain Bolt compared to the others. No one has anything on him when it comes to the 400m. And then, it was over. Nothing out of the ordinary happened. He won. Everyone cheered. He was bombarded by fans. And once again my heart melt.

Same old, same old.

After a few more races the event was finally over. I put my book in my bag, grabbed my smoothie and stood up from my spot. Once again I experienced that awkward moment of walking down the bleachers and feeling  like everyone is staring at your behind.

A few 'sorry's' and 'excuse me's' were exchanged and I was finally out of the humongous crowd. I took out my phone and texted Damon. He was supposed to be here 5 minutes ago.

Where are you?!

His reply came immediately.

On my way to the bleachers. Where R U?

I looked around and spotted his red and blue hoodie coming my way.

Behind the bleachers. See u.

After reading the text he looked up and we made eye-contact. He smiled and jogged over to me. When he reached me he slyly put his arm around me but it was quickly thrown off.

"What did I do now?" He sighed.

"Ask that to your lipstick covered face." I huffed. "You seriously left me for Rebecca? Rebecca!" I say overdramatically.

"Don't worry, Dee! I didn't make out with Rebecca. I know you hate her, so I made out with her hot cousin" he says smirking. I just roll my eyes and make my way to his car.

"Look I'm sorry, Dee. Anything I can do to make it up to you?"

I just stare at him and cross my arms.

"Looks like you need a hug"

"Nope"

"Oh yeah. You totally need a hug," he says stepping forward.

"You know I hate hugs." I say taking a step backwards.

Before I can react he grabs me and captures me in a very tight very unbreathable bear hug.

"Can't....breath!" I wheeze out.

Finally escaping his bear trap I allow myself to inhale the fresh air.

"You know I love you," he says ruffling my hair like a little kid and I just slap away his hand and get into the car. He followed and was about to start the car when his phone rang.

"Helloooo" he answered. "I'm in my car.....no.....but he was suppose to do it....yes I understand... Be there in five." He ends the call and sighs turning to me.

"That was coach. Apparently one of the players decided to trash his office and he's making everyone help clean up."

"It can't be that bad that the whole team is needed"

"Trust me, it is. And it's not just his office. The gym was also vandalized."

"Okay" I say unhooking my seatbelt. "I'll walk"

"The fuck you will! It's 11 pm and your house is 30 minutes away. I'm not letting my best friend get raped or kidnapped."

"Well, what am I suppose to do then?"

"You can sit on your fine little, actually huge ass-" cue the punch. "- and drool while watching Keanu play maid"And cue the second punch plus the embarrassing blush forming on my face.

"You can even picture him wearing a kinky maid costume. Oh! The ones with the g-string thing we saw last night!" He says and starts lauging his ass off.

"Well he does have a great ass" I say winking.

"Okay gross. So did not need to imagine Collins' ass" Damon says scrunching up his face in disguist.

We pass numerous drunk teens on our way to the gym. We were barely inside the room when a filthy, disgusting stench reached my nose. It smelled like a mixture of pee, alcohol and sewerage water. When we were inside I noticed that most of the football team was already here, including Keanu. He was shirtless and currently scraping a gooey substance off the wall.

"You can just sit on the bleachers while we work and you know read a book or something while you make googly eyes at Keanu" he said winking at me.

"Quiet down, you idiot! Do you want the whole team to know?" I whisper yell while pinching his elbow.

"Owww!" He whines like a baby.

"Yo! Roberts! Stop flirting! Get your ass over here and start scraping!" Keanu yells from across the room

"I'm coming! Here's the keys incase you need anything." He gives me the car keys and walk over to them.

Well, here's the start to a very boring night.

It's been 3 hours. Three hours! 3 hours of just sitting here watching a bunch of hot guys clean. Okay maybe it's not so bad, but I really want to go get my book in the car but a) It's cold b) I'm lazy and c) watching a shirtless Keanu cleaning is very entertaining.

"Okayy guys. That's enough for tonight. Coach says we can continue tommorow after practice, but since we're almost finish it should only take about an hour." His voice instantly catches my attention.

Get a grip, Dehlia! You are so not his type. This isn't some cliche romcom. It's better to just forget about him.

"I am so fucking tired." Damon groans and places his head on my shoulder.

"Well you beter wake up cause I don't fancy being in a car accident." I say lifting his head and handing him the keys.

We exit the building but not before sneaking a glance at Keanu putting his shirt on. Suddenly he looks up and catches me staring at him. Oh shit! Then he throws me off guard when he smiles and winks at me.

Okay, I think my insides just melted. Great, now I'm going to have this stupid smile on my face all night.

And I do. But it's immediately wiped off when I enter my house. I really didn't need this tonight...