The Salvatore Weakness

Ch. 19 Try Outs

Lillian's POV

I'm offically making a list. I don't know what I want to call it yet, but the name isn't important. What's on the list definitely is, though. This is totally ranking in the top five for hottest Salvatore moment. Stefan ended up talking to the coach after last period to see if he could try out for the team again. Of course, he said yes. So, the whole time I've been watching from the bleachers where he could see me clearly. He said I couldn't move without telling him where I was going, but why would I ever leave this sight? Those abs though! 

"There you are." A farmiliar voice said. Tearing my eyes away from the younger Salvatore, I saw Damon climbing up the bleachers. I missed him to be honest. Since I met him, I've been with the two of them almost contantly and even though I'm not a people person normally, they're not the kind of people that drain the energy out of you. I could feel a smile appearing on my face from the sight of him.

"Hi."I semi-squeaked out. He squated in front of me causing him to be eye level with me.

"Do you know how worried I got? Neither of you came home and Stefan wasn't answer his phone. Do you like to torture me?" I frowned at the idea of hurting him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you worry. Stefan is trying out for the football team so he doesn't have his phone on him."

"He should know to text me."

"I'll make sure he does next time."

"Good. Now, where is he?" He moved to the top bench and sat right next to me. I pointed onto the field where he was running, barely breaking of sweat. Maybe then he would have sparkled! 

"Mhmm." He just smirked and put his arm around me, pulling me closer to his body.

"What?"

"So, you're just sitting here watching him run around and stuff?"

"Hey! Football is my favorite sport!"

"Sure, totally believe you. It had nothing to do with seeing him run around shirtless or showing off his strength?" The smirk never left his face.

"I won't lie. Those are defintely added bonuses, but Stefan said I had to stay here."

"Of course he did. He would be crazy and dead if he let you go. But I know you're enjoying it."

"Maybe. Maybe not."

"So, how did you get him to do it?"

"Maybe he wanted to do it."

"He was ready to quit high school until you said you were going. He's not going to join the football team just because."

"Okay, fine. I may have proposed the idea."

"And..."

"And convinced him."

"And... come on you know I'm not going to stop."

"And put the idea of me wearing his jersey around school in his head."

"Little lady, you are very cunning. You know that?"

"I was just offering a good idea."

"One that you wanted to happen and made happen."

"It was a good idea!"

"Yea if you want to see Stefan being all alpha-y and shirtless."

"I never said that!"

"I saw your face when I walked over. You were enjoying the show."

"Hey! Rude!"

"I'll always put on a show if you want to watch." Stefan's voice came from my right side, causing me to jump a little in my seat.

"I'm going to put a bell on you two!" Without me giving the okay, my eyes moved from his face down to his chest, which made me look at his abs and v-line up close. Oh sweet mother of god have mercy on me. 

"Oh Lilliannn. Don't get too lost in that mind of yours now." Stefan's arrogant voice cut through my thought process.

"Are you going to let him be mean to me?" I looked at Damon, hoping he would help. 

"I'm not hearing anything mean." No help. Okay, thanks for nothing. 

"You'll be happy to know I made the team."

"Really?!"

"Of course. You doubted I would?"

"I didn't want to get my hopes up. So what position? Wide receivor? Line backer?"

"Coach wants me to try Quarterback next game or wide receivor."

"Yes! Consider me happy." I could feel the goofy smile on my face, but I didn't care.

"We're done here then? Unlike you two, I've been bored all day."

"Hey! I was bored in math and science."

"Ignored. Can we go?"

"Can I have five minutes? I'd like to shower."

"Mhh, fine. But Lillian can't join you. She's going to keep me company."

"Hey! I'm not showering with him. There's guys in that locker room who would definitly try to eat me."

"Lillian, love. Stefan's a vampire, but I'm pretty sure with the way you were watching him, you would be eating him first."

"You just like being mean to me!" I punched his arm, but he didn't even flinch. Screw vamprisim.

"Stefan. Go. If you're not back in five, I'm stealing her and going home without you."

"Impatient, brother. A normal look for you in all honesty." Stefan laughed as he walked down the bleachers. "Don't leave with her, Damon."

"I'm older. You can't tell me what to do."

"She was mine first."

"She's still mine."

"Yea, but who is her new best friend afraid of?"

"Shut up and go shower!" To Damon's annoyance, Stefan and I couldn't fight the urge to laugh. "Oh, be quiet. You're stuck with me now. The older, hotter brother."

"You do realize the more you use that line, the less effect it has, right?"

"If I kiss you, will you shut up?"

"You're going to have to find out yourself." And with that challenge, he wasted no time kissing me. His hand travelled to my neck, holding my face to him. His other hand sat itself right on my hip, giving me no escape, even if I wanted one. Which I totally did not. Without breaking the kiss, he lifted me up onto his lap, bringing me even closer to him. My hands found their own way to his chest, feeling the lean muscle underneath his shirt.

"I'm assuming you're not so bored anymore, Damon." Stefan's voice came from behind me, unexpectingly. Where's that damn bell! And how quick did he shower? Were we really sitting here for that long?

"You had her to yourself all day. I'm allowed to make up for lost time."

"Oh yes, because in the middle of learning about acidic substances and becoming friends with Rebekah, Lillian was definitely there for me to do whatever the hell I wanted to do with her. Now, did you want to stay here or go home?"

"May I vote go home?" I pitched in. 

"You may. Let's go." Daom said while standing up with me in his arms and putting me down on my feet. We walked back to where Stefan parked his car when I realized I forgot my backpack.

"Wait-"

"Already got it. Get in the car. I'm done with this place for today." Stefan said, throwing both of our bags in the back. 

"Oh, okay. Thank you!"