✓ [18+] THERE GOES MY EVERYTHING

XII. The Moment I Gave Her My Jersey

A/N: Thoughts on what you think so far of Nate Daniels' story?

Also, FYI. Friday was Valentine's Day and I had also posted a surprise bonus chapter from Bex's POV on A Thousand Miles From Nowhere to celebrate my first V-Day on Wattpad. Be sure to check that out if you haven't already and you've already read the story (don't want you getting spoiled)

With that, enjoy this chapter. There's football involved ^_^

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XII. The Moment I Gave Her My Jersey

It's been over a month since that day where I almost kissed Bex while laying between her thick thighs as Grease played in the background. I tried to talk to her about it, to explain myself but every time I would, she'd quickly dismiss it and tell me everything was fine.

You see, she says it's fine but it never reaches her eyes. When she smiles up at me, instead of seeing joy, I see hurt.

After the first week of trying to apologizes daily, I stopped and went back to my normal attitude. You know the nonchalant asshole Nate Daniels that everyone loves and because of that, things between Bex and I are back to normal. I thank my lucky stars for that because having her avoid me felt like a knife was constantly lodged in my heart.

Within this time, I've been constantly busy with school, helping Mom out at the shop, and football. It's always football. Coach has me working harder now since scouts from different colleges have been coming by to get their next big quarter back for next fall. I've already had two offers from Florida state and UCLA but I can't see myself attending either of those colleges even if it's a free ride thanks to my football scholarship.

I don't know. Call me a homebody or call me a country boy at heart but I want to stay close to home if I can.

My mom and little sister are still here and need me. They need me, right? So with that, I'm waiting for that offer from the University of Jamestown and that could possibly be given to me, tonight.

Coach Winchester heard that a scout was coming to tonight's game and showed an interest in me. Which means, I need to be on my A-game tonight.

I turn the football in my hand as I sit at the end of my bed. Gripping the ball tightly within my long fingers to the point my veins in my forearm strain, I process everything that I need to do tonight so I don't fuck up my future. A subtle knock breaks me from my reverie.

"Knock, Knock," Bex smiles at me as she stands in my bedroom doorway.

"Hey you," I grin up at her as she walks over to stand in front of me.

Without thinking, I place the football on my bed beside me and spread my legs as I pull her closer to me. She looks down at me with furrowed brows and reaches up to rub her fingertips between my own.

"What's wrong Nate?" she asks as she runs her fingers softly through my product-free hair. Man that feels so fucking good. I close my eyes and lay my forehead against her stomach while taking a deep breath.

"Just nervous. Coach said a Jamestown scout will be at the game tonight and I need to be at my best to get an offer. Bex what if I fuck up. What if—" I begin to ramble as I grip the sides of her shirt in my hands, burrowing my face closer to her. God she smells so good.

"Nate," she chuckles as she grasps a handful of my hair at the crown and pulls, forcing me to look up at her.

Not going to lie, I like that. Her pulling my hair. Fuck if I wasn't so stressed with nervousness I'd probably be rock hard right now.