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twenty-eight ✰ t. story (col)

"Olivia, if I cared about what your brother would do, I wouldn't even be talking to you right now." And that was it. That was all I needed to hear. Without any thought, I grab either side of Trevor's face, pulling him down to kiss me. And even though he's leaning as much as possible, I still find myself standing on toes in order to reach him. He's hesitant at first, tensing up during the kiss. But after only a few seconds, he softens, wrapping his hands around my waist. We both pull away breathless.

"Yes," I say, earning a confused look from Trevor. I can't but laugh at how oblivious he is to the question he'd just asked minutes prior.

"I'll be your girlfriend." I clarify. Instantly, Trevor lifts me off of the ground, his arms still tight around my waist. My heart flutters and my stomach erupts in butterflies. This feels...right. As he spins us in circles in the middle of the supply closet, I couldn't be happier.

-end of flashback-

And while sitting in the dugout with the team became a ritual, Trevor and I created our own. We keep it casual in the dugout, acting all buddy buddy. But before and after every home game, we'd meet in that exact supply closet. It really is the only time we get to spend with one another as a couple, unfortunately. But I'd rather have little time to see him than not be with him at all. I don't think I could live without him. As I knock five times on the closet door, my palms begin to pool with sweat. Despite how many times we've done this in the past few months, I still get nervous. If Carlos finds out, we're screwed. The door opens slightly, Trevor poking his head out. I let out a small laugh at how dumb he looks. He returns a smile, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the closet. In the small space, him and I are immediately face to face.

"Hi," Trevor whispers, looking down at me. He's basically a foot taller than me, which is hard at times but I don't mind. He carries me around whenever I get tired; I have no complaints. I place my hands on either side of his face, tracing over his stubble. In these moments, we tend to simply hold one another, enjoying the presence of the other person.

"I really missed you, baby." I say quietly. Trevor reaches for one of the hands I'd placed on his cheek, holding it in his. His eyes are empathetic. The team had just returned from a long road trip, and while Trevor and I don't see eachother often. On the road trip, I saw him even less. And it was hard.

Trevor pulls me even closer to him as he notices the tears forming in my eyes. His arms gently wrap around my waist as I place my head on his chest. I can feel his heartbeat, and it makes me more than happy to know it's beating just as fast as mine. As I let out quiet sobs, he softly runs his hands up and down my back, sending chills throughout my body. Trevor always knows how to make me feel better. As we silently stand in the middle of the supply closet, there is nothing else in the world that matter - because I'm with him. And then the door flies open.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm getting- holy shit." Trevor and I jump away from each other, looking toward the entrance to the supply room. And who else would it be than Carlos.

"What in the hell are you doing with my little sister?"  I look to Trevor with a worried expression. And clearly, neither of us have a clue what to say.

"Uhm, why are you in the supply closet?" I ask, trying to change the topic from Trevor and I. Carlos flashes me a death glare. I slowly take a step closer to Trevor, intertwining our hands.

"That doesn't matter, Olivia. What are you doing with Trevor?" He asks again and this time - I have nothing to say. I stare silently at Carlos, a guilty look stuck on my face. We've been caught. Suddenly, Trevor takes a step towards the light of the hallway, standing closer to Carlos.

"Carlos, listen. I know you told the whole team to stay away from your sister and all, but man, I couldn't help myself. The first day you brought her to the dugout, she was so funny and supportive of the whole team. And I knew I had find out who she was, apart from being your sister. And then after a few games, I got to know her and what can I say, I fell in love." He turns to look at me as Carlos continues to stare at the two of us with anger in his eyes.

"And since then, she's made me so happy and I think she could stay the same. We both understand that you won't be and might never be okay with this, but I really don't think I could live without Olivia." A smile spreads across my lips at the end of his huge monologue. Trevor and both turn to look at eachother, love and passion evident in both of our gazes. And in unison, we look ahead to face Carlos, bracing ourselves for his angered response.

"I give you permission," Carlos says, flatly, confusing both Trevor and I.

"You give me permission...? For what?" Trevor asks, having absolutely no idea what Carlos is talking about. The nerves have returned once again. I'm not exactly sure what he could be referencing, and given our circumstances - it can't be good.

"I give you permission to date my sister." My mouth drops open, as does Trevor's. I turn to Trevor, immediately wrapping him in a hug. He lifts me off of the ground, spinning the two of us im circles just as he had the night we confessed our feelings. And after finally being placed back on the ground, I turn to Carlos, running full speed towards my brother.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" I say, slamming into Carlos while wrapping my arms around him. Carlos laughs as he attempts to regain his balance. I finally let go of him and Trevor walks over to us. Walking right by me, he bro-hugs my brother. And I hear a quiet whisper.

"If you hurt her, I'll kill you, got it?" I notice Trevor silently nod, while pulling away from my brother. I smile the biggest I think I possibly ever have. Everything is perfect.

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i've recently noticed that my writing is progressively getting worse and i honestly don't know what to do. i feel like i'm no where near as organized as i was when i started this book and i feel so bad for you guys because i don't think my imagines are really good enough or what you asked for :/ aNywAYs , i really hope you like it !! 💗

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