More Than Friends

Bleeding Gold and Purple

We looked around one last time.

"See you tomorrow bruh." He said.

I saluted Juice and he left.

I sat on the grass, closed my eyes and just prayed to God that everything would turn out well.

A big chunk of my future would depend on this moment. My placement in the draft, whether I win the Heisman. And just wanting to win for my team and fam.

I felt a pair of soft arms around my neck and a kiss on my cheek. I knew from the scent of petal blossom perfume it was my 1.

I smiled and looked back at her.

"Why you stalking me?" I asked her as she sat next to me.

"I wanted to meet with you before the family dinner. Just have some us time."

"I don't want no us time with yo ass." I took the football and twirled it around my finger.

She hit the ball out of my hand, where it fell.

I laughed and picked it up.

"I should leave."

"Adios Amigo." I waved to her.

"O don't act brand new. I made you."

I bursted into laughter. "You made me?"

"Yes I did. You weren't a champion until you got with me. Don't forget it loser." She muffed my forehead.

I laughed. "I been a champion, it just didn't manifest until now. You had nothing to do with it."

"See this is why I don't trust niggas. They get a little taste of fame. A little communion cracker of fame, and they act like they don't know nobody. This is what I'm talking about. Trifling no good nig--" I interrupted her playful rant with my lips by kissing her.

"Don't get used to it after tomorrow I'm getting all new chicks." I said softly against her lips.

She slightly slapped my face.

I stale faced her.

"Don't disrespect me like that then."

I playfully grabbed her, she got out of my embrace and ran down the field. I chased her.

I do this for a living, she's not gonna out run me, plus I got my mama track genes.

I caught her by the waist and tickled her non-stop.

"O." She yelled and begged in between laughs and trying to get away from me.

"Say you sorry."

"No." She laughed, while I attacked her with that tickles.

"I can't breathe." She tried to get away.

"Say sorry."

"Sorry." She yelled.

I let her go. She hit my arm. "You play too much." She fixed her clothes.

"What are you doing?" She turned around I was on one knee.

I saw her chest moving in and out super fast.

I chuckled. "Calm down. One day, but not today."

"Whew." She fanned herself to calm down.

"So if I asked you would say no?"

"No but I just think we need more time for that. But whenever you ask, the answer will always be yes. I would never say no to you baby. I want to spend my life with you and have little Sonnys." She smiled a dreamy smile.

"Little Sonnys?" I chuckled with a raised brow.

"Yeah Sonny giving me baby fever real bad."

"After you went off on your I'm not having no babies for you rant?"

"I didn't say I didn't want any, I just said not know. We gotta get adjusted to our life after graduation first. Then if you want a million, I'll have them."

"Now you remember your words. You guaranteed me a million."

"Goodbye O." She rolled her eyes.

I took her hand, I was still on one knee. "I'm down here because I want to make this promise to you that no matter what happens after tomorrow, Imma be here same as I was. And I just want you to promise me you will allow nothing to come between us or change us, unless it's for the better. I needed you to keep me grounded. Keep me focused. Keep me in check if I ever do step out of line. Cause you know tomorrow is my first national stage. People gon know me, they didn't know me before. And a lot of stuff gon come at us fast. Good and bad. And I just need you to be my rock and you already know, I'm gon yours. I love football, but you will always be my priority."

She got down on her knees in front of me and hugged me. "I promise." She kissed my lips.

I put my forehead against hers and held her face with both my hands. "Love you my 1."

"Love you my 3. Kick ass on this field tomorrow."

I smiled. The lights shut off on us.

We laughed. Gave a kiss to God and left.