Cooper's POV:
The night sky was filled with millions of tiny stars that looked like fireflies flying around from the field. I could feel the cold, crisp air cutting into my uncovered skin on my arms as if someone was stabbing my with needles. I look up at the score board, 25 to 24, we are down by one and the bases are loaded.
I walk up to the plate knowing what I have to do, grand slam over the center field wall. The pitcher gets ready, I watch as his hand slowly came from his glove and go behind his head. He slings his arm over his head and releases the ball. A neon white ball with bight red stitching come flying towards me at 95 miles an hour right in my strike zone, so I get ready and load up. It flies right where I like it. I swing and the next thing I know is, the umpire screaming 'STRIKEEE.'
I turn to look at third base where coach is standing there yelling at me to hit. I adjust my helmet, fix the dirt and get ready to bat again. The pitcher pitches it ,again, in my strike zone but this time I connect the bat and ball. The ball flies over the infield and out of the outfield and right over center field wall. I jog around the bases, knowing that I just won us the most important game, State Playoffs.
After I get all of my things, I walk out of the dug-out to find my beautiful girlfriend waiting on me outside the gate. She is leaned against the brick wall of the press box look very nice in her fast pitch uniform. Its not very rare to see her here but its not often because we have games on the same night as each other. I walk up to her and and pick her up,spin her around and sit her down.
"You did great!"
"Think so?" She looks like we have just won the lottery, her eyes were sparkling like the stars from home plate were.
"YEAH! That home run was for me wasn't it?"
"Well I mean I told.." I said trailing off. She slaps me on the arm
"AH!" she says in her little preppy, bratty voice. I love making her mad. "I'm joking babe! You know that was for you!"
"I thought so." she says very cockily. I lean in and kiss her. I love kissing her. Its like our first kiss over and over again. Cheesy right, I don't care because its true.
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The January air was so cold and bitter that it was going to snow at any moment. We are walking around the track after on of my baseball game. We are talking about everything we could think of. Then all of a sudden she stops in her tracks, she just stops and stares at the cold frosty gravel.
I stop and look at her. Shes wearing her maroon and black uniform with number 16 written in white on the back. That was her daddy's number, she's a daddy's girl by a long shot. She wore that jesery with pride and made it look pretty good. Those black Nike pants hugged her like a glove, sitting very nicely on her hips. Making her butt look big and nice. I don't know what it is about softball pants but they make her butt look even better than it already does. The dirt and grass stains make them look even better. Her top was cover in dirt and grass like her pants. I just look at her.
I have on my hoddie and sweats on over my uniform. I see her shivering as she is standing there, so I give her my sweat shirt. I grab her by the waist and hold her tight because I'm freezing now but I'll be fine. She lays her head on my chest. I rest my head on hers. Her hair smells like strawberries, my favorite flavor.
I take in this moment of just holing her. Not just because she is keeping me somewhat warm, because her touch makes me wonder what i did before her. Then she raises her head up letting her long, curly blonde hair flow in the wind and asks me,
"How long have you wanted to kiss me?" I pause. Why is she asking me this? Then I stop and think back to when the first time I wanted to kiss her was.
"Since the first time I saw you." "Really?", she asks happily and kinda shocked.
"Really."
Just then I can feel butterflies starting to fly around in my stomach and my heart starts going ninety to nothing. I grab her waist and she puts her arms around my neck. I'm about 5"11 and she is 5"9 so we are a good size. She stand on her tippy toes and I lean in to kiss her. Our lips meet. It feels like all those butterflies disappear and someone lit fireworks and the went off. Our lips moved perfectly in sync together. I didn't want to stop! Even after being in the cold nearly all day. Her lips were felt perfect and soft. I never wanted this moment to end.
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My POV:
We are in my room, its a rainy March day so just decided to chill in my room. We were going to play putt-putt golf, until it came a hurricane outside. We get home and dry off then head up stairs to my room. Katie yells something to me from down the hallway but I didn't hear her. I get to my room and fling the door open, throw off my rain jacket, and lay out on my bed.
Case walks over to my TV and puts in a movie. I just lay there and look at the dull, blank, white celling then out of no where, I am catapulted into the air. It felt like I was about to go flying into the celling and come out of the roof. I get back down to Earth, I see Case about to fall of the bed laughing so hard, so I do what every woman would do, tackle him. He falls over when I hit him and I start "play fighting" with him. He got mad because I knocked him over when he was "off guard" so I back off. I turn and look at him, he looks kinda pissed so I lean in his ear and tell him " I have something to tell you"
"Tell me!"
"No!"
"Please?"
"Nope!" I playfully yell back at him. By this time I have jumped up off the bed before he could reach out and try to grab me. He finally gets up noticing that I have already have. We are now on each corner of my room. He is by the TV and I am by the bed, my rooms not very big but its a good size.
"I'll tickle you!" he says inching closers and closers to me. He knows I'm ticklish and uses it against me all the time. I hate it when he does it but love it at the same time. I love his touch, its so warm and sweet. Its like when he holds me, I have no worries, no drama, no nothing. It's my happiness, what keeps me calm and relaxed on my worst days. He keeps getting closer to me so I try to run around him but he grabs me from behind, spins me around and slams me down on the bed. Now he is on top of me just looking at me.
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A/N: Soo.. How do y'all like it so far? :) I hope this chapter was better than the last! If this confuses you please let me know, and I'll see what I can do! Love y'all!:)xx

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