Ameera's P.o.v -
- several weeks later -
"Are you excited J ??" I questioned helping George get his Jersey un stuck from his shoulder pads.
"A little nervous that's all I didn't think they'd put us back in Kansas City for our first preseason game" Jimmy admitted breaking eye contact from me.
I know being back in Kansas City wasn't ideal for Jimmy. But that's just how sometimes the schedules were made.
A lot of people doubted my brother and the 49ers. They questioned if he'd come back good enough.
They all basically said it was the end of his career.
A torn ACL wasn't something you messed around about.
"Ameera you're going to kill me!!" he choked grabbing my arm as I realized I had accidentally got his jersey caught around his neck.
"Oh I'm sorry! I just got distracted!!" I apologize finally getting his jersey unstuck.
"Bosa still catching your eye huh?" he asked lowly causing me to smack him.
"Shut up!" I shouted getting a few of the other guys to look in our direction.
"Sorry about her! everyone continue what they're doing!!!" George screamed over the constant commotion going on in the Kansas City locker room.
"Where's Bosa at!!" Robert questioned as he clearly had taken a head count and found out he was missing.
"Don't know Coach I haven't seen him since we landed" Dee answered and had now began to freak out.
"Robert it's fine, worry about the rest of the guys and I'll find Nick" I suggested and he nodded his head quickly.
"Hey J look at me if I don't see you before I go out, it's just me, you, Billy, Tony, Mike and dad out there! go get them champ, I love you " I smiled giving his hand a tight squeeze.
"Love you" he reminded me kissing my forehead and proceeding to put his helmet on.
"Anyone seen Bosa!?!?" I screamed pushing past the guys and other staff members.
I checked every place except the bathroom and by the time that came to an option I was the only one in the locker room.
"Well looks like I'm going into the men's restroom" I sighed entering in and scanning all the stalls.
"Nick come out" I called hearing him groan.
"What the fuck are you doing in the men's restroom Garoppolo!?" he screamed still not exiting the stall.
"You have a game to get to idiot! get out of the damn stall!!!" I shouted angrily getting fed up.
"Just leave me alone!!" he hissed.
"No come the fuck on stop acting like a child!!!" I shouted pounding onto the stall door.
"This has nothing to do with you leave now Ameera!!!" he shot back still equally as pissed.
"Oh now you want to call me by my first name!!!" I screamed kicking the door continuously hoping it would annoy him in someway.
He wasn't even budging.
"You're self centered and stupid!!!" I growled causing him to laugh.
"Oh I'm so hurt! I'm going to go and cry now!" he joked as I was starting to get tired from kicking the door.
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