Hot player

Prologue

        I walked into the bar. I wasn’t supposed to be here but Anna, my friend, who just turned 21 wanted to go out drinking. So here we are. I follow her to the bar as she orders us drinks. Anna leaves me for some guys, as I sit quietly at the bar drinking my long island ice tea.

“Here” the bartender says, pushing another drink over. “Oh I didn’t order that.” I say looking up at the bartender. “The guy at the end of the bar did.” He replies and goes back to work. I look at the end of the bar and freeze.

Oh my god it’s Marcus fucking Caliisto! He was like one of the best football players. He was also hot. I had a picture I took of him last year when I went to one of his games. Oh my god he bought me a drink. I feel my face getting warm as he smiles at me. Oh my dad is gonna kill me. I sigh and walk over to him.

I mean it’d be rude not to say thank you right? “Hey, thank you for the drink.” I say feeling awkward just standing here. “I mean a pretty lady like you needs a drink right?” He grins, “have a seat if you don’t have a boyfriend.” We talk and drink till the bar is closing. “I had fun, but it’s getting dark. Wanna come to my place?” My face goes red and I nod.

The next morning I woke up to an empty bed. This wasn’t my bed. I sit up quickly. Oh that’s right I stayed at Marcus’s hotel room. My chest kinda hurts that he didn’t stay. Figures he’s a one night stand kind of guy. I look at the bedside table and freeze. There on the table was the picture I took of him.

I grabbed it. Oh my god he signed it! If I had known that, that picture would haunt me for years. I would have thrown it away the first chance I got.