She's My Girlfriend!

Chapter 36: Jersey no. 15!

She's not gay... though... I have made moves on her? She even kissed me back." I said as I watched her kick some more into the net.

She stood there for a minute as she thought. "I'm sorry I'm putting this on you. It's not your problem." She rolled her eyes as she flipped her ponytail over her head.

"It's no biggie, I was just thinking what to say to that."

"Oh..." Was all I said as I felt my cheeks flush slightly. I rolled my eyes as I threw such girly things out of my thought process.

"So, what's wrong with you then? I don't recall ever seeing you so... bent out of it. Except that one weekend where you played..." I finished it for her.

"Like a noob?" She laughed as she agreed with me.

"Ok, I was trying to think of something nicer to say!" She continued, "Well?" I sighed as I missed the goal net. I turned to give her a slight look, then turned right back to look down at the ball I was about to launch.

"Do you remember our first game?" I asked her. She probably thought this was really random to ask too.

"Well yeah, we lost to Loyola Heights, what does that have to do with anything?" She curiously asked me.

"Remember that really amazing player they got?" She put her finger on her chin to emphasize her thinking.

"Jersey 15 right? What about her?" She eyed me suspiciously.
I swallowed the lump in my throat...or at least tried to. She raised her brow at me in question.

"Well... my family went to get pizza after that game and her family was there... and well our families hit it off.
Within a Month, we became really good friends and well..." I heard her gasped dramatically.

"And you love her?" She asked right away. I turned to her with a horrified look on my face. She had a smug grin on hers. "Awe, that's so cute!" 'Love her...?'

"I don't think... it's that mu-." Before I could explain it to her, our names were being called across the field. More teammates had arrived with their training uniforms on. I sighed as Sam smiled and waved at them.

"We can talk about it later? We'll have all next week to talk." That's when I remembered the day... it was already Friday.

That meant we were leaving tomorrow afternoon for the Tournament... and guess who was bunking with me? I rubbed the side of my face in frustration.

"No, it's alright." I smiled to her. She gave me a shrug and a smile too as we jogged over to the other players.
———————-  At Home ————-

I couldn't sleep at all. I probably look like someone took a bat to my face... ok maybe not that dramatically but close enough! My music of course was glued to my ear. I looked at my iTouch for the time. 5:36 am... I hate my life.

I cringed when I recognized the song that was playing, The Listening by Lights. I don't know why, but for some reason, this song reminded me of Jemma.

The past week has been torturing me, and I didn't understand. They were like any other week...? I'd go to school, go to practice, and go home to see Jemma playing with Jade and Noel. We'd eat dinner and then 'study math' afterwards... I'll admit it; we'd actually just be up in my room, laying on my bed talking about the most random things. I felt a smile glow on me as I remembered something amusing.

-Flashback-

"Are you excited?" I asked her as we laid in my bed, her nowhere near me though. I turned my head to see if she had the face that I thought she was. She did; a confused facial expression. I smiled in happiness as I too was able to read her.

"About what?" She asked, her voice edged with sleepiness. I don't blame her; both our teams were making us do extreme conditioning this week.

"Staying with my family for a week? I wouldn't blame you if you weren't that thrilled. My family is... well..."

"Wonderfully nice, amazing, funny, lovely, sweet, but sometimes a pain in the ass for you?" I blinked a few time at that. Moving so that I was laying on my side, propped up on my elbow so that I was facing her now.

"Well aren't you so kind?" I laughed. She had her eyes closed, but I could still see a smile appear on her lips.

"We're sharing a room?" She asked randomly. I felt my face heat up as I watched her eyes reopen, thank god it's dark enough in here that she didn't notice. "Right?"

"Yep..." I said. She looked elsewhere before looking back at me for a moment.

"Same bed...?" She sounded nervous. I closed my eyes and sighed, laying back down fully.

"Yes, Jemma. Are you that weirded out or something? Because I'll just sleep on the couch or-." I opened my eyes as I realized that my mouth was covered...by her lips on mine.

I moaned into her as I closed my eyes, pulling her on top of me. I was getting extremely hot over this... Her hands were digging in my hair, tugging on it gently as she tugged on my lower lip. I felt like I was going to explode right then and there and all we were doing was fucking kissing! I almost screamed when I felt one of her hands go under my shirt. "Jemma... w-what are you doing?" I choked out as she kissed down my neck, nipping at it to distract me. I was seriously... well turned on by all of this! And 'this' was hardly anything!

"Sorry..." Was all she said as she pulled her hand out of my shirt, leaning up so that she was still above me, but our torsos weren't touching anymore.
Do you know how hard it was not to just pull her down on top of me again and beg her to continue? I tried to steady my breathing as I stared at her intently.

"What was that about? You've never kissed me first!" I said in shock. She must of blushed because she turned her head to the side slightly, a shy smile on her face.

"I just... I don't know!" She got off quickly, fixing her shirt before grabbing her car keys. "I have to get Noel home, I'll see you tomorrow...?" It was more a statement than a question. "And no..."

"No what?" I asked as I sat up. She turned to me and gave me a shy smile again. I raised my brow, but before I could ask again, I was shoved back onto my bed. I looked up at her stunned.

"No, I'm not freaked out with sharing a bed with you..." She said as she exited my room, leaving me laying there with a smirk on my face.

-End Flashback-

"Jemma, you're going to be the death of me... but I can't wait." I sighed once more as I closed my eyes, hoping sleep was going to find me soon... fat chance. Not even one minute passed before someone knocked on my door.

"Jedean, it's six. We need to pack your Dodge and the Tahoe. So, I need you to get up and help. We'll be going to Jemma's place in about two hours." My dad's voice rain through my door.

Have I told you guys that I hate my life? Not yet right? Now, I'm telling you.. cheeeezzzzz

A/N: Thoughts? Comment? Any thing?