3 parts Ongoing MatureThis story is y/n (you) falls in love with a football player (an oc of mine).
More info:
Y/N is a 16 going on 17 year old female, in her Junior year of high school. It's her first day at a new school, a random person Airdropped her something and they begin to chat.
This mystery guy is 17 and also his Junior year and is a football player. She knows nothing about him so she's determined to learn more. What she finds out shocks her completely.
Preview:
"Y/n! Come on let's go!"
"Yeah! You are going to make us late!"
"God! I'm coming I'm coming! I just needed to grab something." I said walking out to them.
"Is that a book?"
"Yeah- I really need to know what happens! I'm almost done with it, once I finish I'll watch the game don't worry." I assured the two of them.
"Okay want ever you say."
We left to go to the game finding a close-to-the-front seat. The three of us sat, we already bought some drinks and snacks. The game soon started and I began to read.
"Player down!" Someone yelled as they ran a crossed the field.
My head snapped up to get a look and I saw number 22 sitting up with one leg bent and the other laying on the ground. He seamed calm.
"Alright, let's get you up," some one said kneeing next to number 22.
"No no, I'm fine. Help them, they may be out, he is not responding to me." 22 insisted.
Once the others heard this they ran to the other person, 85 from the other team.
22 glanced at the bleachers, briefly making eye contact with me, he then quickly looked back, almost as if doing a double take. He held the eye contact this time, I gave him a small smile and he gave me a sweet smile.
"He smiled at you!"
"It was just a smile," I said going back to my book.
"You have a crush."
"You definitely do, but we won't say anything, yet."
I rolled my eyes at both of them.
They were right, no, maybe. He was cute, the way his hair fell, and how he put the other player before himself. I thought it was cute.
