Beginner's Luck ▪︎ Dixie D'amelio/You

8. self control

Hi :) sorry i'm late, please comment and let me know what u think x

Do you think we can hit 7 comments and 10 votes?

PS: New Dixison story soon
------------
Dixie.

"I think we studied enough." I heard (Y/N) say for the fourth time.

"It's only been 20 minutes, would you chill?" I chuckled, looking up from my notebook and meeting her gaze.

"That's 15 minutes longer than I usually study." She shrugged, making me laugh.

"Get used to it, high school here's tough." I replied, moving closer to her.

"I just want to get through the year, to be honest." The girl in front of me shrugged, I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You're not really the studying type, are you?" I questioned, sitting my her side, resting my side on the bed.

"Can you tell?" She chuckled, looking down.

"I'm just good at reading people." I replied, making the girl in front of me giggle.

"I'm sorry I can't take more than 5 minutes of reading about some old war." She replied.

"It's fine, I don't like it either." I shrugged.

"Really?" She raised and eyebrow, scooting closer to me.

"Yeah, I just do it because I need perfect grades to get the scholarship I want." I explained.

"So the soccer team captain has a goal." (Y/N) muttered, making me smile.

"I'm more than just a good player!" I laughed, making her smile, her eyes focused on my face, sometimes drifting off to my mouth.

"So you're a good player, a good student, you have a good future... there needs to be something wrong there." She muttered, furrowing her eyebrows and making me laugh.

"There is, but it is a secret." I said, almost whispering, she moved her face closer to mine, almost touching our noses.

"I'm good at keeping secrets." She retorted in the same tone, looking into my eyes deeply.

"Show me yours and I'll show you mine." I replied, she smiled and her eyes moved down to my lips.

The tension that normally laid between us seemed to grow by the second, I felt it on my body, pressing on my shoulders, every time her eyes analyzed mine I felt like I could explode from wanting her. I wasn't used to waiting anymore, and suddenly, I felt my plan to wait to make a move fading away as I leaned in, determined to touch our lips.

But, before I could complete my plan, I heard the doorbell ring.

(Y/N) chuckled nervously and looked down, I felt my face burning as I realized how long (or how not long) I took to kiss her. That's pathetic, I really have no self control.

I got up quickly, shaking my head, trying to pretend I didn't just almost kiss my new teammate. My parents were always home at night, but it was barely 4pm, and Charli probably had her headphones on, so I was the one who had to answer the door.

"I'll be... uhm... I'll be right back." I said, she just nodded, looking amused. I turned around and went down the stairs, making my way to the front door. I ran a hand through my hair as I mentally reprehended myself for almost ruining my plan. But the tension between (Y/N) and I was already killing me, I wasn't sure if I had what it took to play her game. I didn't like to wait, and I was starting to rethink if that was worth it. Why not just get it over with? But, the more you wait, the better it is... right?