Tackled

CH. 9 ~ Gabby's Pov

Why do guys have to be so confusing?

That is my question of the day. The way boys work is so confusing,  one minute they could be Happy and the next they are ticked off, just because.
 
I am currently standing outside the field house waiting for Easton.
He texted me earlier saying that after school ended he need to give me something for the game.

I know it's probably gonna be one of his jerseys since we are gonna be going out soon.

I hear the field house door open and close, so I turn around to see a really smiley face belonging to none other than Easton himself.

"Hi." He stopped in front of me.

"Hi." I look at the ground and back up to him.

"So, um.. I wanted to give you this," Easton pulls out a jersey and hands it to me. Our hands brush each other's and I pull back quickly.

"Thank you." I smile and step a little closer to him.

  I put his jersey on, we were just staring at each other but it wasn't like the awkward kinda stare it was more of me seeing lust in his eyes.

 "Gabby." I break our state and spin around to Liam who is standing there with another jersey in his hands.

 "Hey Li." He looks me up and down then gives me a hurt look then puts his poker face on.

 "Uh East can I talk to Gabs real quick."

 "Yeah of course man see you out there." Easton flashes me a little smile then jogs off.

 "What's up?"

 "You usually wear my jersey."

"I know, but Easton wants me to wear his." I answer softly.

Liam mumbled something under his breath that I couldn't quite make out.

"Liam," I get his attention, "Do you still want me to come with you to the farm?"

"Yeah, of course. My Nonna is... I just need you to come." Liam tears up a little  when he mentioned his grandfather. 

"Okay, I'm there. You should probably go get ready for the game, it starts in 30." I say softly. I give Liam a hug before I walk over to the bleachers.

10 minutes pass and a hand is placed on my shoulder, I jump and whip my head in the direction of the hand. I see that the hand belongs to Mama Walker as I take a deep breath.

"I'm sorry Gabby, I didn't mean to scare you." She spoke louder then normal so I could hear her, the stands are getting really loud as the kickoff clock ticks down.

"That's ok. I must have zoned out a little." I chuckle.

Mama Walker and I talk a little more before the clock is at zero.

      GAME TIME!

Halftime rolls near and the score is 45-30. The Smith's Ridge Raiders are in the lead. The clock sounds and the game is paused. The teams go into the locker roome and the cheerleaders take the field.

The cheerleaders start their Rampage cheer that I used to know by heart. I was a cheerleader when my brother and Liam played peewee football. I wanted to cheer down on the field all through elementary school, but once Gabe passed that dream died with him.

The wind picked up more and I shivered.
Liam can wear his jersey and be fine, but me, if I'm wearing it, I get sooo cold.
As a joke Liam got me a sweatshirt that says "I'm so freaking cold" and I wear it with pride. Liam just laughs at me.

"Are you cold, Gabby?" Mrs. Walker asked.

I look over and give her a slight nod.
"Yes. Freezing!"  I laugh.

"Here. Liam's jacket will warm you up."

Mama Dar puts the jacket on my shoulders and I instantly wrap it around my body. I am surrounded in comfort and to top it all off the jacket smells like Liam. A pine and mint smell only he could pull off.

The team takes the field for the last half of the game. Easton looked up to the stands, his eyes searching until they landed on me.  I waved slightly making sure Li's jacket didn't fall off. Easton frowned and turned back to the coaches.

  What was that about?

Easton must've said something to Liam because Li looked up at me and just smiled. I smiled back.

How could you not? Liam's smile is perfect. Like waking up to see snow as a child, the ground all white and sparkling. Liam's smile puts so many of my worries or thoughts to ease in the same millisecond as they appeared.

  The game ended around 9:30 and the Ravens have nestled a victory!

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