He was just about to shoot the winning lacrosse goal when he saw her in the stands.
Lily.
God, he loved her name. But what was she doing here? She never liked coming to lacrosse games.
Why this one? Why couldn't he focus on the ball anymore?
All Sam could do was watch the pink ball slip out of stick, and his stick slip out of his hand, as he ripped off his helmet to run to her.
He wasn't thinking.
He didn't hear the shouts, just ran and ran until he was face to face with her.
Then he froze. Thousands of tiny voices inside him told him to say something, anything.
"Lily Roberts, I don't really know what to say...-"
She cut him off.
"How about 'I love you'?"
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Until It Clicks
Short StoryA collection of short stories: Four girls- Annabelle, Ava, Lily, and Grace. Four first loves- Charlie, Todd, Sam, and Simon. Four moments when it finally clicks. Four instances when everything changes. A tale of awkward first experiences and first...
