imagine you're zach's good luck charm.

sitting in the bleachers, watching your boyfriend zach become frustrated as they are only a few points down from winning the game.

5 minute time-out! the coach shouts, after blowing his whistle.

you walk down the bleachers to kiss your boyfriend.

babe, i'm so stressed. we have never lost a game. zach groans.

you wrap your arms around zach's neck to pull him close to you, so you can whisper in his ear.

if you win, i will let you do anything to me and i mean anything at all. you pull away smirking and walk away, leaving a flustered zach behind.

this clearly encouraged zach, because he shoots the winning shot.

come on babe! time to go and you can give me my prize.

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i wish i could track my unfollowers on wattpad, some people unfollowed smh