In love with the football player
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  • Reads 93
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 4
  • Time 19m
Ongoing, First published Mar 31, 2016
"I love you" "I love you too"

He stepped closer to me, filling in the gap between us, our breaths mixing.
"You can kiss me if you want, I'm all yours and only yours." He said smiling.

"If only you knew how bad I wanted too, I can't though." I said since we were against my wall he had made me back up into.

"Why not? Are you afraid I'll use you? Afraid that you'll be someone else? Being a football players girlfriend isn't that bad you know."

"I don't want to make the first move, I'm scared, I trust you,I do I know you won't use me, I want to be yours and only yours without being afraid of you being with someone else." I said tears forming in my eyes.

"Baby girl, I won't ever be with someone else I promise you, hey, it's okay, don't cry, I don't like to see my angel like this." He said pulling away from my head and wiping my tears away with his thumb. " I'll make the first move, promise." And he did.

It was wonderful.
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