Wanting Her

Chapter 6

-HIM-

You freaked her out. You fucking freaked her out.

I just watch her as she walks away.

Away from me.

The image still burns in my mind. Her cheeks turn pinkish, her beautiful green eyes wide and her mouth gape when I tell her that she's beautiful. It take everything in me to not pull her flush to me. To feel her soft body against my hard body.

Her flowery and fruity scents fills my lungs. She looks so innocent sitting next to me. I know she's attracted to me just as I am with her. It makes me want run to the end of the world and yell just to tell the world that she's fucking mine.

Mine.

I'm not lying when I tell her that. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. No one could past her beauty.

Her silky light brown hair falls in wave pass her waist. Her small and curvy waist. Her green eyes. I can get lost in it forever if she let me. Her small nose. I imagined my nose nuzzling her small one. Her mouth. Her mouth is going to be the death of me. Her lips are full and plump and pink and I'd do everything just to get taste of that heavenly lips. The one I only want to have a taste.

I saw her chest heaving up and down. Her breath comes short. I want to nuzzle her neck and smell her scents there. I bet she smells so good and so mine.

I can't even stop myself when I spit the words out. I find myself like that everytime I'm near her. My vision and mind and body is fill with her.

Lana. My Lana.

I can't control what I do. She invades me like there are no other space for others to fill but only her. But I can't let her beauty smeared by my ugliness.

She's everything that I am not. She's the stars while I'm the night revolving around her. So far out of my reach but I still want her. I want her.

God, I want her so much it hurts.

I want her to know how I feel about her. How I'm falling hard for her. I've never felt this intimate with anyone except for her. The urge to make her mine is beyond everything and I can't bring myself to stop.

I remind myself. It's too early. Baby steps, Ethan. Baby steps.

I walk myself out the class and bring myself to the field. As soon as coach heard about my coming back to school. He keeps hogging me to join the team back today. I was a quarterback back then. Three best quarterbacks consecutively until it happened.

I shake my head furiously to slap some sense in me.

I will not go back to that time.

But it still stays and the images is a s clear as day.

I need football to help me forget about it for a while.

Even for a little while.

I make my way there and meet with the rest of the team. I haven't gone to practice since taking a break and I don't know how I will perform. I saw Will and the others hearing what Coach Troy saying.

All eyes are on me as I reach there. Coach smiles smugly noting that I'm here. Which means that I just agreed to him.

This old man love everything to go his way.

"Coach." I say with a nod.

"Boys, this is Ethan King. My best quarterback. He decided to make a comeback and test his power. Be nice". He tells the team while patting my shoulders.

"Change. Your jersey number and locker are still the same".

I nod and head to the changing room. I hear my heart thumping against my ears. Adrenaline rush hit me when I think that I'm about to play again. I'm finally back. I'm finally on the field again. My lips twitched by the mere thoughts. After changing, I make my way back to the field and head to position.

My breathing is hard. But I love this feeling. I have missed this. This maximum, full hard on adrenaline rush feeling.

I smile when I hear whistles blow.

Game on.

All ran towards where the balls are. I ran and quicken my pace to beat others. I seek for opportunity and snatch the balls from Jack and sprinters. The team is hot on my tails trying to get the ball.

Hard pass.

But suddenly, the ball is out of my hand. Damn, my skills have been lacking. I need more practice.

My eyes follow the ball from Eric to Karl and going so far by reach from me. I ran fast. Faster to the ball. Until it's within my reach. I will be the one to cross the ball.

I play hard when it's time to play. I snatched the ball from John. John was stunned by the sudden attack and lost the grip. I grip the ball securely between my arms and chest.

I saw Will through my helmet. I pass the ball to Will and it's not until it's near the end line. The ball ends up at my hand again and cross it. As soon as I cross it the whistles blow indicating that the game has ended.

I know it's only practice but it has been a while since I feel the delicious sweats covered my body. By the time it's end my body is drenching hard.

My jet black hair is wet when I take the helmets off. The team all greet me and say 'Good game, man'. I just smile and friendly pat them. Not until Will shove me hard. I almost fell hard on my face but Will pulls me back up.

"Isn't this is the best I told you so in the world." Will smile proudly.

I roll my eyes. He's always bugging me to come back to school and come to practice. He says that I'm missing the best part of school. But at that time, I don't want to shit care about school. So, I just brushed his ass off.

"Yeah, right." I said boredly not wanting to elaborate more.

We walk to the bench and snatch Will's bottle from his hand and take a big gulp. Hahh, that feels good. Feels so fucking good. Will take it away from my hand and taking a big gulp for himself.

"Don't snatch my water from me. Bring your own, dipshit." Will said.

Yeah well, I don't fucking care.

I head to the changing room and strip to get a shower. After I was done, I make my way to change and head back.