Dolan Twins One Shots (DISCONTINUED)

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"Pass the ball Dolan!"

"Pass it Gray!"

Grayson blinked rapidly, finally sinking into reality and when he realized he was cradling the ball, a fellow teammate but also his arch nemesis, Troy rammed into his side. Grayson stumbled back, the ball flying from his hands into his coaches outstretched arms. "What the fuck?!" He snarled, jamming a finger into Troy's chest. "Language, Dolan." His coach growled as Troy laughed maliciously from besides him. Grayson scoffed, "What was that? You know we have a game tomorrow, you're the quarterback. I expect you to be on your feet." The coach gently shoved Grayson in the shoulder, he grumbled something illegible before stomping off to the sidelines.

"Alright, water break boys! Fifteen minutes!"

Grayson grabbed his bottle, forcing it open before drinking a few gulps greedily, a hand coming up to rid him of the sweat that was coating his forehead. He pulled away, inhaling a breath before the brim touched his lips once more, "Gray!"

He turned just to catch his girlfriend by the entrance to the field, wearing a blue and yellow cheerleading uniform and also a bright smile."Grayson!" You tossed your cheer bag to the side, scurrying over to Grayson and embracing him tightly. "Hey babe, I missed you!" He nestled his head into your neck, his slightly damp hair falling onto your shoulder as his grasp around your waist tightened.
"So, I see you have cheerleading practice today?" You nodded, smiling like an idiot. "Coach Willow says our pyramid is perfect for the game on Friday." You grinned, swinging your head to the side so your ponytail bounced with it as you placed both hands on your hips. "How's football practice going?"

Grayson shrugged, taking another swing of his water before setting it down and running a hand through his messy hair, "Could be better. " He answered bluntly, you nodded. "What's up?" You placed a hand onto his shoulder making his body stiffen, "I'm just out of it, okay?"He shrugged your hand off, pulling his helmet back over his head and turning to the field. You frowned, your arm hitting your thigh limply as you watched him run off. "Hey, I'll see you at lunch, mmkay?!" He called out, you gave him a curt nod which he responded to with a quick thumbs up.

You always had a thing for Grayson ever since you first met at practice. You of course practicing your cheers when Grayson accidentally threw a ball into your side of the field. The air was thick with tension as you both locked eyes, your hands grazing eachother's as he grabbed the ball from you. It was then when you both felt something click. Now you were boyfriend and girlfriend, cheerleader and jock, straight out of a cheesy highschool movie about the nerds and the populars.

"Y/N?" You snapped out of your daydream, looking over at Troy. "What's up?" You responded nonchalantly, leaning up against the pole aligned with the entrance to the field."You're going to Friday's game right?"

"Of course I am! I'm a part of the game, I couldn't miss it." You answered, Troy smirked wickedly. "Ready to watch your boyfriend get benched?"

You scoffed. "Excuse me?There's no chance in hell of that happening." You folded your arms over your chest as you watched Grayson move gracefully on the field. He caught the ball, dashing towards the other side before raising his arm giving a good throw to a teammate. He was the best on the field, Troy a close second, there was no way that the Coach would leave Grayson out of the most important game of the season. Troy chuckled harshly, "With the way he's been acting lately sure seems like it. You should really check him out, I mean.. you are his girlfriend right?"

"Or are you just another one of his flings?" Troy's face was inches away from yours, you could feel yourself boiling, your nails digging deep into the palms of your hands so hard they almost drew blood. "Fuck off Troy." You grunted through clenched teeth, he grinned pulling away before tugging his helmet back over his head. "Nice chat." He replied smugly, taking a dash back towards the field. You watched as Grayson shoved him, Troy putting his hands up by the sides of his head, acting as if he wasn't in the wrong.