The Football Player. ➳[H.G]

22. I've Seen Better.

Saturday was a good day I guess you can say.

Sam and I spent it together. Just laughing, talking, and lots of cuddling here and there.

We've been spending lots of time together.

Hayes hasn't been showing up to school, so I'm assuming he's with his brother and his other friends.

It was currently Wednesday afternoon, and I was in my room listening to Sam's music that him and one of his friend named Nate happen to make.

Not gonna lie, they rap pretty good. My favorite one is probably Passion For Fashion.

I was also cleaning my room.

I know, I know, I must be really bored to be cleaning my room.

Picking up a journal I spotted underneath my bed, I read the cover

7th Grade Daily Journal

Smiling at the memories, I flickered through the pages.

January 1

So today I'm considered the new girl since I came to this school half way through the year. I got this journal to write my thoughts and feelings in. Anyways the people here are pretty judgmental. Like who knew that wearing a shirt that says 'too cool for ya' would give you weird stares and whatnot. Lunch was okay, but there was this one kid who stole my breath. His mesmerizing eyes, his smile, haunted me through the day. We locked eyes for what felt like a year, and he smiled at me. I smiled back, and thought I may have a Chance with him. But those dreams shattered when a girl, whom I learned her name was Kira, came and wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a small peck on the lips. I still wondered what was his name.

I smiled at the way I described Hayes.

Hayes.

I wonder how he is. I've been so caught up with Sam, I forgot all about him.

I mean, I know I saw him yesterday afternoon. But who knows what could have happened that whole day yesterday while I was with Sam.

Maybe I should send him a quick text.

But then again has he even tried?

Shaking those thoughts, I continued looking through the journal.

January 20,

Bea, a girl I've become very close with during the time I've been here, accompanied me to the mall. Walking into pacsun, I bumped into someone. I apologize, and the person was saying that it was their fault. When I looked up, I was met by the pair of blue eyes I've come to fall in love with. "Again, I'm sorry. It was all my fault." He said. I smiled and shocked my head, "no no, let just say it was both our faults." I laughed, and so did he. "Hey, haven't I seen you before?" He asked me. "Uh probably in school." I smiled. "Oh yea the girl from lunch. I'm Hayes by the way." He took his hand out and I took it, "Haylee." I said. "Well, Haylee. I'll see you around." "Definitely." And with that he walked out the store and met up with a group of guys. Today, was the day, I found out his name. Hayes. Hayes. What a nice name.'

I laughed at how I found out his name. Man, that was a pretty cool day. Bea and I were squealing that day, since she knows I have a massive crush on him.

Coming to the conclusion that I wasn't going to finish cleaning this room, I decided to surprise Sam and visit him.

Putting on my black and white vans I headed towards were he was staying.

I knocked on the door and one of his friend opened the door.

"Hey, is Sam here?" I asked.

"Yea, he's upstairs." The guy smirked eyeing me up and down.

"Thanks." Feeling uncomfortable in his stare, I walked past him and upstairs.

I heard music coming through one of the doors, and I peaked inside.

I saw Sam standing next to a plug with his phone on his hand laughing at whatever he was looking at.

May I add. He was shirtless. And holy shit. I tried containing myself.

I walked in trying not to make much noise.

I found myself in awe of his hard, lean frame as he stood shirtless before me. He is handsome, and that was obvious.

I tried to tear my gaze from the pale outline of his magnificent form, but it was no use, and his devilishly handsome features shifted into a knowing grin as he caught me staring.

"Like what you see." He grinned.

"I've seen way Better, Samuel." I smirked when I used his full name. And no, I wasn't referring to Hayes.

Maybe.

"Is that so." He put his phone down and walked towards me.

"Yup." I answered popping the 'p'

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me towards him, his lips a few centimeters away from mine.

"I find it hot." He whispered looking down at my lips then back up to my eyes.

"What?" I questioned brushing my lips past his.

"You're suck a tease, and how you say my full name." He smirked.

"Oh really, Samuel." I grinned.

I looked up at him, his soft hazel eyes already locked on mine. He ran his fingertips up my forearm, leaving a trail of goosebumps blooming in their wake.

He brought his hand up to cup my cheek, his thumb running along the curve of my cheekbone. I nestled into his hand, feeling his warmth seep into mine

"Yes. Really."

He leaned in, lips parting slightly, his eyes flitting down to rest on mine. His kiss was soft, but urgent. Our lips moved in unison.

I felt him smile through the kiss, and I couldn't help but smile as well.

Our lips pulled apart, and I couldn't help but blush.

"I love it when you blush." Sam smiles and pecks me one more time.

"I love it when you make me blush." I giggled which caused him to chuckle.

I walked out of his grip and sat on the bed.

"What are you up to?" I asked him.

"Well, I was scrolling through Twitter, and I have the best fans." He said proudly sitting next to me.

I smiled turning so I was facing him.

"I need to talk to you." He said.

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((A/N; ALL THOSE OTHER MEN THEY WERE PRACTICE.))

ADJFKL. WTF BRUH. IDK MAN. IDK ABOUT THIS CHAPTER.

I'm patiently waiting for Christmas break.

My school sucks ass.