Teather

Part 11

Heathers POV:

  I was sitting on the bleachers, when I realized that Ty and Tito have been in the locker room for 5 minutes already. 'How long does it take to pick out a basketball,' I thought. I stood and started walking to the locker room. I reached my hand up to knock on the door when suddenly, the door opens and Tito bumps into me. I started to fall, but someone grabbed my arms, and pulled me upright. I opened my eyes and looked up to see big, beautiful, baby blue eyes looking at me.

  "Are you alright?" Tito asked me, pulling me from my trance. "Y-yeah. I was just going to see if you guys were alright, because you've been in the locker room for 5 minutes," I said. Ty gave a little laugh and said, "Yeah we're fine." Tito just stared at me for a minute before Ty exclaimed, "C'mon! I wanna get out there and whoop ya!" Tito pulled away, and we both laughed at Ty's excitement.

  I went and sat on the bleachers again, and they started playing. Tito and Ty agreed to go first to 10 wins, and after a few rounds Tito is up 5 to 2. Ty has the ball, he makes a few moves, and tries to shoot a fade-away. Tito jumps into the air, and hits the top of the ball, preventing it from going anywhere except behind Ty.

  After 10 minutes, Tito is up 8 to 4. Ty has started getting mad and fouling more, which has only resulted in Tito getting the ball again. Tito starts dribbling the ball, takes a jabstep to Ty, and shoots a 3-pointer. Tito won, and Ty congratulates him. They both look over to me and Ty asks, "What time is it, Heather?" I look at my phone and said, "It's 4."

  Ty had to go because his mom was waiting outside for him, and Tito went to put the basketball away. I go with Tito and we're talking and I ask, "So why did it take you guys so long to get a basketball earlier." I saw Tito tense up before replying, "Oh, well. Ty started talking about crushes and stuff, so I guess we kinda forgot what we were really there for." He was rubbing his neck, so I assume he likes someone. For a moment, I was disappointed. I really wanted him to like me, because I liked him. Correction: I love him. I wish he would tell me how he felt. One minute, we are just talking as friends, and the next, he's looking at me while blushing. I don't know what he thinks of me.

  "Hey, Heather?" A voice said, pulling me from my thoughts. I looked up at Tito, and it looked like he had something on his mind. "Yes?" I asked, curious. "I'm not really sure how to say this, but," he started, grabbed my hand, then said, "I really like you. As more than a friend." My face lit up. I was so happy. "Same! I'm so glad you fell the same. I've felt this way for a long time," I exclaimed. He chuckled at my enthusiasm. Then he did something I wasn't expecting........

  Sorry, not sorry. I'm THAT person. Try and guess in the comments what you think happened.

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