Loving You

8

Everyone on campus knew he was pursuing the girl but Braden being the idiot he is tried hooking up with her. Kyle almost beat his ass until Trey and I stopped him. Luckily, Kyle and Lenna got together and are dating.

"Dude, the fuck are they fighting about?" Robbie asks me wiping sweat off of his forehead with the bottom of his shirt. I make a face as to say when aren't they arguing. Which is true Braden and Michale have never gotten along.

"The fuck if I knew, probably because of a girl," I state shrugging my shoulders. I keep to myself for the most part. Trying not to get into drama with the team. As for outside of the team well all bets are off

"I told you I wasn't going to drop her so how about you fucking drop it," Michael snaps at Braden. He chucks towel at Braden but he catches it. Braden advances towards Michael but I hold a hand up to his chest. The locker room falls quiet. Kyle shoots the two of us a look of warning.

"Do you wanna keep getting chewed out by Coach?" I ask him lowly shooting him a glare. His face is dark as he stares at the shit eating grin on Michaels face. Braden's jaw clenches and unclenches before turning around grabbing his jacket from his locker.

Braden can be an annoying prick sometimes but I have to have the kids back. I always have and always will no matter how many times he fucks up along the way because he has always had mine. I grab my sweatshirt and toss it over my head throwing my shit into my bag so we can get out of here. Jeremy and Robbie already dipped since Jeremy brought his car here. I get to drive home with Mr Sunshine and Trey

Once Braden, Trey, and I collect all of our things we head out of the with a grumpy Braden. I tug my hood over my head ready to get home and sleep before tomorrows game. I usually go out even though Coach tells us not to. Tonight I am just not in the mood to deal with anyones shit. Maybe I can get Kristen or someone to come over and release some of this stress. I slide my phone out of my pocket unlocking it.

I vaguely hear Trey and Braden discussing tomorrow game as I slide through Instagram DMs. I tap a picture of a brunette that looks rather familiar to a certain argumentative girl I know.

I swipe out of my DMs and do something I know I probably shouldn't be doing. I type Carter Miller's name into the search bar. Her profile picture is her smiling face with dimples and her brown hair pin straight. You can't really miss those dimples. As I am about to click on her profile I collide with someone's body.

A small 'oof' comes out of the girls mouth and I grab her shoulders to steady her. Dark hair covers her face but as soon as she looks at me I realize it's the same girl I was just creepily looking at on Instagram. Realization dawns on Carter face but her eyes look different as she pulls her lip in between her teeth.

I flick my eyes down her outfit a tight red top and a pair of jeans that hug her legs in an amazing way. She's probably going out tonight but what is she doing outside of the gym right now. At like ten o'clock at night. I slide my phone into my front pocket as I open my mouth to say something to her.

"Fletcher! You coming or not!" Braden yells throwing his arms up. I shoot him a glare, flipping him off before looking down at the girl who seems a bit off.

"Sorry, I didn't see you," she whispers towards me before trying to side step me. I step in front of her and furrow my eyebrows at her. She looks upset and definitely not herself. Small pieces of hair fall into her face and into her caramel eyes that I can't see due to the darkness. I'd give anything to see her bright smile right night now.

"It's okay," I reply as she finally meets my eyes. I furrow my eyebrows at her and she tries to side step me but I block her. "Are you okay?"

"What? Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" she lies straightening her back out. I regret asking her anything all together because the defensive look on her face says she definitely doesn't want to talk about it. I take a step back as I teeter on the edge of annoyance and frustration. It might be practice or just yesterday she was all for being friends and now she's cold. Or both, I don't fucking know.