Sandlot one-shots and Preferences

Tommy T.

C/n: Y/n Horneff, Philips little sister.

****Warning a lot of cussing****

Tommy's pov:

We were playing baseball until Philips and his gang showed up and his sister on the back of his bike came over to us. The guys were trash talking with Philips but was staring at Y/n. Ever since kindergarten I've liked.

You: Philips stop you're being a bitch

Philips: Shut your mouth

Tommy: Don't talk to her like that

Philips: Don't let me what to do-

You: Philips shut the fuck up

Philips: Maybe I should stop taking you places

You: Good cause I fucking hate it

Philips: Well you can walk home bitch lets go

They all left and Y/n was left behind although she didn't seem to care.

You: Sorry about him

Benny: Its alright

You: So um can I watch you guys play

Tommy: You can p-play with us I-if you want to

You: Really alright

We started to play and Y/n is better than all of us even Benny. We finished the game and hung out in the dugout talking. It was getting late so we all left and I was walking Y/n home.

You: Today was fun thanks for letting me play with you guys

Tommy: Its no big deal um d-do you maybe what to go to the sandlot tomorrow and play baseball with us

You: Yeah sure when

Tommy: Um my brother and I can pick you up tomorrow if you'd like

You: Yeah I'd like that um when should I wake up

Tommy: Well we'd problem be here by 7:30-8ish

You: Okay well goodnight Tommy see around 8 then

Tommy: Yeah goodnight Y/n see ya

Y/n kissed my cheek and I ran home with a smile glued on my face. I can't wait to tell my brothers and play baseball with Y/n again tomorrow.

The End