Skinny Love

13.| Footballs and Babies

♡︎Emerson♡︎

(TW?? I don't even know honestly)

Friday.

Today is Friday and the school day as ended, meaning Ivor is on his way to pick me up and Tom is meeting us their.

I told Iv all about the dinner and about how Tom was a big Football guy and wanted to see the team play on their next game, so now Tom is coming to tonight's game.

Ivor and I talked all about Tom at lunch yesterday, while JJ and Ry sucked each other's faces off. To each his own I guess.

I think I want alcohol right now. I don't know why. That was random.

I don't want alcohol.

Yes I do.

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"Are you okay with him coming?" Ivor genuinely asks.

"Yeah, it's fine." I smile.

"Are you okay with him coming?" He asks again.

"Yes."

"Okay," he smiles.

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"Ooooooo I'm excited!" Tom exclaimed when Ivor and I walked up to his car.

This mans life must be incredibly boring if he's this excited for a high school football game.

I'm glad my mom found him.

"OH. MY. GOD." Tom yelled.

"What?" I asked.

"I've never been to a football game!" He says.

"What really?" Ivor and I ask at the same time.

"Yeah! I was always focused on my studies!" He said, a slight southern sounding accent coming out on the words "focused" and "studies".

"Well then I hope you enjoy it." Ivor smiled, putting his hand on the small of my back and leaning down to whisper in my year, "I have to go get ready," JJ whistles over to us, "and he's not going to leave me alone." He laughs slightly.

"Okay, bye," I smile up at him.

He smiles and starts to walk over to where JJ and Oliver are. Ryden is already on the field getting ready.

"Are you and Ivor...?" Tom whispers after Iv is out of sight.

"What? Oh, no no." I smile slightly frantic.

"Okay yeah, sure," he says.

Damn it.

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"Heyy, wait a minute!" Tom says when the game is about 3 minutes in.

"Hm?" I ask him, but still keep my attention on the game in front of me.

Ivor has the ball now, but it looks like he's looking for JJ.

AND HE MAKES THE PASS.

Anyways, "I just noticed you have the same jersey on as Ivor Hill!"

"Yeah," I chuckle.

"That's so cool!"

I smiled at him and then continued to watch the game.

"You know, they always win." I nudged his shoulder.

"I bet! They're playing really good!" He clapped.

Maybe Tom isn't so bad.

But I don't think I thought he was before either.

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