I woke up to complete silence. I grab my phone, relief washing over me when I realize I won't see those nasty texts again.
10:24
Holy shįt I slept late. How is it still so silent?
I slowly get up, wincing at my sore thighs. Going down the stairs is going to be some trouble.
I'm halfway down the stairs when I hear Mason. "Yeah man, she's still sleeping. I'm worried about her" He says causing me to pause.
"She's strong Mas. She'll push through" Brooks answers.
I block out the rest of the private conversation, continuing my way down the stairs.
When I finally make it to the kitchen his back is to me. He's wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and no shirt of course. His back and arm muscles are bulging, making it obvious that he's tense.
I put my finger over my lips at Brooks, sending him the message. He makes some noise to block out mine, as I walk over to him.
"Calm down hun" I say, hugging Mason from the back.
He melts into my hug, automatically.
"Whats wrong?" I whisper, causing him to turn around.
"No, nothings wrong" He says clearing his throat, his rock hard abs up against my chest.
"Whens your next game? Wait, you can't play with stitches" I say, realization flashing. He looks down sheepishly.
"How long do you need them in?" I say, guilt filling my body. "The doctor said 2, maybe 3 weeks. They aren't that bad" Mason says and I nod.
"How long is the season?" I ask, nervously. "Typically, around 2 months so I'll be able to play" He smiles, handing me a plate.
On the plate are some scrambled eggs and fruit. My favorite. "Thank you" I smile, bringing it to the table.
"So, what are your plans for today?" I ask, sticking a strawberry in my mouth.
"Whatever yours are" He smiles, eating some eggs.
"Mason, you need to get out. Have fun. Live a little" I laugh causing Mason to chuckle.
"I'm perfectly fine with hanging out with you" He shrugs, right on cue Brooks comes in.
"Hey bro, Samantha is having a party. The guys said everyone goes or you get kicked off the team" Brooks says, evidently he really wants to go.
"Thats bull man. I'm the captain" Mason laughs, eating some pineapple.
"So? Come on, just go. Please? Ellie said she doesn't want to go so she will stay with Leah. Please Mason, get out for a little, we wont stay long" Brooks says.
"He'll go" I answer, looking at him expectantly.
"Fine, I'll go. But only for a little" Mason says as Brooks skips out of the kitchen.
"Thank you Mason. I don't want you to babysit me all the time" I smile and he nods.
"Just remember who's party is it" He coos, causing me to roll my eyes.
"I trust you. Have a couple beers tonight" I say to him, he looks at me confused.
"You need to let lose a little. Just please don't come home drunk" I smile and he nods, uneasy.
"Is this a test?" He asks and I shake my head. "I promise its not"
"Alright fine" He smiles, eating some more fruit.
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He Saved Me
Romance'Whats that from?' Mason says lifting up my sleeve a little more to reveal the obvious bruise. Shįt I forgot about that one, 'I bumped into my counter last night. You know me, clumsy'. Mason looks at me knowingly. 'I have to get to class but I'll m...