The Goth girl and the Jock

Im late for the game

Haley's POV:
I can't help but smirk. Kats glaring at me because of it.
"Stop it."
"Can't."
"Well try."
"Nope."
She looks like a wet, angry raccoon. Her eyeliners smudged around her eyes and her hairs wet. I have her wrapped up in a Blanket in the passenger seat of me truck. She's in my spare pair of boxers and my hoodie.
She's still embarrassed from earlier I can tell.
I'm my defense I was NOT prepared for her to wrapped her legs around me. She thinks she's fat. But that's not the word I'd describe her with.... I was take off guard ok? Unlike most of the girls at our school her legs are thick and curvy. And her ass is big enough that sometimes I have to stare down boys at our school who look alittle to long for my liking. If I was a dude it would not have been hidden from her at all. Boners are alittle hard to ignore from what I've heard. I keep my eye on the road as we pull up to my house. Kat calls it a mansion. Says it's the biggest house she's ever seen. I've personally, even after a year of knowing her never seen her house or met her family. Why? I'm not sure but last time I asked she got h€lla defensive. So I don't ask anymore. I hopped out of the trunk and go around to her side. She's already got the door open and is now waiting for me impatiently.
"C'com hales I want dowwn." Her teeth are chattering and she's looking at me like a begging puppy. I chuck and pick her up out of the truck, and set her on the pavement as gently as I can.

Nikki and the others hop out of the back of my truck and we all make our way inside.
"Did your dad and Lori already leave for their honey moon thingy?" Kat asks as she opens up the pantry and grabs her personal jar of Nutella and a spoon.
"Yeah, they left really early this morning. And it's not a honey moon. They don't know they if they'll be getting married yet." I say annoyed that that even crossed kats mind.
"F#ck yeah! You know what that means." Elijah chuckled and punches me in the arm.
"Party time." Charli whoops. I check my watch and swear.
"Sh!t my game starts in an hour and a half. Couch is having us run drills early. Kat you good here?" I ask. The little demon wrapped in a big blanket currently scarfing down a jar a Nutella blinks at me.
"Never been better." She says and Laps up more sticky chocolate.
"And you and Nikki'll set up shit for the after party right?" I call from the other room as I gather my sh!t into my duffel bag and grab my jersey out of the laundry room. Nikki resounds first now playing CoD on the living room tv.
"Yah don't worry bout it hales. I took Kat shopping for the sh!t yesterday." Of course she did. Kat likes to get the drinks and stuff. Loves to mix it up in the giant coolers too.
Feeling confident that my friends had it handled I hugged Kat goodbye.
"Are you sure you don't want us to come watch??" She asked looking at me like a little kid, her legs dangling off the counter that she was sitting on.
"Yeah I'm sure. You guys come to every game, just focus on the party this time." I shrug with a smile and say good bye to the rest of em and hurry out the door.