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"-and after we can see eachother right?" april confirmed pressing her lips against mine. no pun intended.

"yeah babe. i promise." i say kissing back my girlfriend briefly.

she attached her lips back to mine quickly, and we fell back onto the bed.

my phone started ringing, and the name popped off for April , my girlfriend to see.

the phone read, 'christen press ⭐️'

she sighed loudly, and sat up, moving her hair to the opposite side.

"it's fine, probably a butt dial." i turned the phone on it's back so we couldn't see who's calling anymore.

"back to us?" i asked wrapping my arms around her waist, and the phone continued buzzing.

"just pick up, it's obviously important." april says, before leaning back against the headboard.

i slide my finger across the button and pick up her phone call.

"put it on speaker." april whispered.

i heard a little giggle. "hey toby." she says, continuing to laugh.

"what's so funny?" i comment back, raising an eyebrow.

"nothing. i was just playing with khaleesi, sorry.." she pauses for a little. "anyway, can you check if I left my cleats at your house? because i haven't been able to find them recently, and last time i remembered seeing them was when I came over."

I closed my eyes ready for the rant April was going to give me, on why another girl had come to my house.

"uh yeah yeah." i stood up , pushing myself off the bed.

i spotted some orange cleats underneath my bed.

"they're here. just stop by whenever and i'll give them to you." i said. as april gave me a dirty look laying down on the bed.

"great. we have practice tonight. right? i can give you a ride their if you want? and maybe since i go back to utah sunday we can eat dinner. bring april too! i'd love to meet her." she exclaims.

"yeah def. i'll see you then. tell Morena I said bye. She's always been my favorite." I tease getting a small chuckle out of Christen.

"byeee." she says softly hanging up the phone.

"really?" April asks giving me a stern look.

"what? why do you hate her so much? i'm best friends with her. that's it."

"is it? because i can tell by the way you talk to her, i'm getting a feeling, that you have feelings for her." she says running through her hands through her hair.

"do you think that i'd be with you, if i liked someone else ?" i say sitting down beside her on the bed.

"you guys perfectly match, and when i notice that i want people to be with someone they love." she says.

"come on april, don't say that. i love you. i'm dating you. she's a friend. would she invite you to be on a date with me if she had feelings?" i say kissing her.

she resists it a little but then kisses me back. "fine. but i'm paying this time." she says chuckling.

"orrr, we can both just make chris pay for ruining our time."

"don't think she'd enjoy that." she says bringing her lips back to mine. this time flowing quicker.

as it was intensifying i hear a knock on the door.

i laugh as april gets off of me. "you asked for her to come in the middle of this just so i can get excited." she playfully punches me.

i grab my practice gear and shove it into my backpack, as i throw the backpack over my shoulder.

i lean down and quickly peck her lips heading towards the door.

"not longer?" she whines.

"nope. i'll save it for after our dinner date with chris." i tease

"you better." she says.

i smile and walk out of the house greeted by Morena running up to me and jumping.

"hi! buddy, i missed you." i lean down and hug the dog as it continues to kiss me.

christen rolls her window down, "i missed you too."

i playfully roll my eyes and open the back seat for Morena to get in.

"play the playlist?" christen asks.

"definitely , i added a couple songs over the weekend." christen smiles to that sentence.

"world cup starts in one month." she says.

i take a deep breath, "yeah i know, that's crazy. can't wait to tell my girlfriend, who knows NOTHING about soccer that i'll be in france for a few months and not with her."

"she'll take it well. she's in love with you tobs. and it looks like she makes you happy so. that's great." she says sighing very quietly.

"why'd you sigh?" i ask putting my seat belt on.

"i'm just stressed. i can't find anywhere to leave kahleesi & morena. and i want them to be with someone i know. not just strangers. i haven't even started packing for world cup. i know i won't get a starting spot on this team. which is fine, i really honestly just want to play one game that's fine. and my best friends girlfriend doesn't like me..." she runs her hand through her hair and grips onto the steering wheel.

my eyes widen, "what do you mean, your best friends girlfriend doesn't like you?"

"your girlfriend isn't really a low talker. i heard everything she said." she chuckles a little.

"and so did khaleesi, so she's kinda mad at you." she jokes making me smile.

"chris, it's not that April doesn't like you, it's just that she thought we were something. more than friends because we're so close." i inform her.

"it's okay. i get it. i really wouldn't want my significant other hanging out with someone. and going out to dinner. all that. that much. but i'll do what i have to do to prove that that's not us." she says as i smile, "enough of this crazy talk. i'm playing the playlist."

i play the music, and christen and i relax and talk about the world cup, and our life during the rest of the ride.

we had arrived to the field and i got out of the car, christen had let Morena make her way to the locker room, as this isn't the first of second time she's been here.

christen slowly put her hair up in a bun, and i'd lie if i said i didn't think she was attractive, beautiful even. i always have. it's just in general i missed my shot. i always had a crush on her. and just gave up. i wasn't gonna let April pass me by, just to be in love with Christen forever.

"take a picture." she says noticing i was staring.

"there's a bug in your hair." i defend.

"what?! oh my gosh take it out. take it out! please." she begs coming by me.

"i was kidding press." i say laughing in her face. at her reaction.

"i hate you." she says fighting the smile that's creeping up on her face.

she playfully slaps me.

"sure you do." i smile and hug her. i put my chin on the top of her head, struggling because she's still taller than me.

"do you still hate me?" i say after releasing the hug, knowing how much she loves hugs.

"i don't know. i might need another one later to make sure."

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