The Athletes Antics

3.

Zoe pov.
And it'll be zoe pov for a while.

"Hey ash." Perri greets.

How am I in the same room as diversity??

And lord Jesus Perri's hair is on point, well it's only tied back but he looks gorgeous.

And he's shirtless, The niggas shirtless. He tryna kill me but he don't even know it.

"Hi, I'm Perri." He says.

"Bruh." I say laughing.

Wait, Was that rude??

"I know who you are ffs."

Yup. That came out rude, I should probably apologize. But he laughs, which makes me feel all happy and bright inside. And then the rest start laughing, this just makes my heart explode.

Or they could be laughing for all the wrong reasons. Which suddenly makes me want to cry as its an actual possibility. I push that dreadful thought to the back of my mind.

"Hope you know me then." Ike laughs.

"Of course I do, Ike." I giggles a bit like a little girl.

"You must kn-" Jordan starts.

"Gosh, I know all of you. Wouldn't be a fan if I didn't; would I??" I say sarcastically.

Like ffs if I didn't know your ass' I wouldn't have posters of you all up on my Wall. If I didn't know you I would've asked your name but fuck there was no fucking need to.

That sounded kinda aggressive but I'm not angry, just happy but nervous. Omlllll, Fangirl shit.

"Well I guess I should ask you: You know me??" I smirk. Trying not to sound rude.

"Gosh, We know you. We wouldn't be fans if we didn't; would we??" Warren mocks.

There's a little silence until Perri interrupts with...

"You dance??"

"No." I lie...

I do dance but it would be a bit cheesy if I said yes...

I been busy sorry.Xxx
But please vote if you like it. and comment what I could improve what I'm doing good.