Haley POV
Two weeks.
Two fucking weeks. Those shits hadn't stepped a foot back inside Jake's for two weeks and let me tell you, Erin and I hadn't left the restaurant. We actually slept there. I kid you not.
It's not like we had anything better to do, to be honest.
After 16 days had passed, it was time for our highschools 24th annual middle of the summer futball match. Erin and I had practically gone to that since we were born.
And so... We finally left the god dammed diner and got all sported up for the game. I would be lying if I said I wasn't excited. I loved this game.
They always did things like they would at the pro games.. You know, raffles, kiss cams, tickets to other games, free merch, excreta. It was cheesy and it was fantastic.
Now, let me tell you, I did not throw the word fantastic around like some people threw around the words love and hate, but this situation warranted it. Erin and I... We loved futball. We never wanted to take the time to learn it, coming to a mutual agreement that running sucked and therefore futball was pushing the limits.
But damn, if I didn't enjoy watching sweaty boys run around a field for an hour and a half. And Erin... Well she just loved the game.
We practically sprinted down the street to our shared apartment, bodies tingling in excitement. My roommate and unfortunately, best friend, hastily plugged and unplugged the curling iron before throwing her hair up in its usual bun. She shrugged at me, flicking an eyebrow and smiling.
She was lazy, that one.
I, on the other hand wanted my hair curled, so I reached around her to plug the iron back in. Erin snorted back a chuckle.
'Don't you laugh at me bitch!'
This caused her to laugh much harder than she had before. Perfect. I glared at her. She held her stomach in her hands as she cackled. I will NEVER understand why she finds everything so funny. Jesus.
'Shut up, Hammy! Good Lord!'
She signed and smiled before wandering off to go get changed.
Let me explain this to you now before you get the wrong idea. When we were 14, I got Erin a Hemmo shirt. You know, because Hemmo1996? Anyways. Everyone read it as Hammy for no apparent reason, but she was too nice to correct everyone. And so, Hammy was brought into existsnce. The name stuck.
I chuckled at the memory while I quickly pinned my hair into loose curls. I then put on my staple black bandana, which was a large part of my wardrobe for obvious reasons, and began to get dressed myself. I could feel that this night would be one we would never forget.
***
As we ran up the bleachers, screaming, adorned in our now previous school's silver and blue, faces painted, smiles real, I had never felt more like a teenager.
That was not a normal feeling for me. Typically, I spent the majority of my time feeling slightly sad for myself. I didn't know why I felt sad I just did. But I was happy too, I think. So that's... That's a good thing.
But let me tell you something, girl to whoever you may be.
I did not expect what happened next, nor did I have any semblance of an idea WHY the universe made it happen. I think it knew I needed a break from my fervent sadness. Just as Erin and I found our seats, the kiss cam pointed to me and the guy next to me.
I never got to look at his face before he brought his lips to mine, engulfing me in a completely unexpected kiss. And it was a fūcking awesome kiss. But, being myself, I stood frozen until he pulled away.
'Sorry,' he breathed, still so close to me that I couldn't make out a face. The only thing I COULD make out was the unmistakeable accent of the boy I had been in love with for 5 years. I didn't breathe for a minute, and I felt Erin squeeze my arm, begging me to say something to him.
I looked up into his Hazel eyes and stared. I couldn't look away, and apparently, neither could he. We sat and looked at each other for what felt like hours.
I would say I had perfectly calculated what happened next, that I had my words practiced to a tee. But I didn't, and honestly, it didn't end up being an issue.
'You didn't come back to Jake's you asshole,' I spat at him before I hurriedly rushed to attach my lips to his just as he had done to me moments earlier.
'Kiss me back you shit,' I bit into his ear when he failed to respond to me.
He did.
If any of you say this is moving too fast you're wrong.
