just a little FYI, i know nothing about the football draft. since i don't really watch football. but i am just going to do it how i feel for the story. ams i tried to look it up but it was all so confusing for me to understand. and i apologized if you don't like that. but it's my story so you can just deal with it. hope you understand.

Dylan POV

today was Coopers and Max big day, the draft day. and Cooper is a total basket case of nerves. i don't think i have ever seen him like this.

"Babe you just have to relax, you know that you are getting drafted. so you have nothing to even be stressing about" i was rubbing his back as he laid beside me to provide some type of comfort.

"i just i don't know what to expect. i want to be on a team that's great, but then it's like i want to be on a team that needs help. so that i can actually play. i want to help build that team up. and i have no idea where i am going to be drafted and that thought freaks me out." he was expressing his feelings.

"well where ever you end up, you will do amazing things. so don't even doubt your playing abilities. cause if you weren't good, you wouldn't even be getting drafted." i was trying to assure him.

"but then there all this stuff like agents, PR team, assists and man there is just so much that needs to be done" he was right but it would all work it's self out.

"yes that's all a lot of stuff, but your not going to be doing it alone. your coaches will help you, your dad he knows what he's doing. and i can help you as best as i can. so that will all fall into place. all you have to worry about right now is nothing. because everything will work out. so you have no reason to stress." i gave a mini speech.

"your right, it's just hard not to worry. but i promise i will try" and that was all i could ask for.

"good i am glad, now which team do you want to be drafted to? if you could chose? i am curious" i have been wanting to know.

"well when i was younger, i wanted to be a steelers player. cause my dad played most of his life there. but now i don't know, i don't want to play for the steelers cause i want to make my own name in the NFL. so honestly i couldn't tell you" he explained.

"well i can see why you would feel that way. and i just know that no matter where you go, you will do amazing." i was being honest.

"so how does this draft work? i don't really know to much about it" i decided to ask.

"well usually the last place team as first pick. then basically it just keeps going, the higher you are on the list the closer to the end you will be in the draft" he gave me a brief explanation. (like i said this is just how i am going to do it for the sake of my story.)

"so if you are number one pick for example you will be on a team that didn't have a good season then?" i was trying to understand.

"ya probably the Carolina Panthers have first pick this year, cause they had the lowest record this season." he tells me.

"mhm well i am excited for you, to know where your going to end up." i serious.

"ya speaking of, we have been lazy long enough. we should probably start to get ready soon. since i know how long you can take." he teased me.

"ha ha, but your right. i need to make sure my dress didn't wrinkle. then i am going to shower" i stood up off the ever so comfortable hotel bed.

"don't you mean we are going to shower" he raised an eye brow.

i rolled my eyes at him. "whatever you say"

i checked my dress and thankful it was wrinkle free, and so was Coopers suit that was hanging beside my dress. then made my way to the bathroom so i could shower. and Cooper was right behind me, which is something i honestly can expect. i think since we have been dating i have showered maybe twice by myself. and we have been dating for almost seven months now.

"you know your just so insanely beautiful" he whispered as we where under the water.

"well your very handsome" i stroked his cheek.

"you think so?" he raised an eye brow and pushed me up against the wall.

"mhm" was all i could say.

"Move in with me?"

Cooper POV

The big draft day, i am a nervous wreck. but Dylan has once again been my rock threw this stress. and i could live with out her. which is why i asked her to move in with me. i mean we pretty much live together anyways.

"what?" she looked shocked at my question.

"move in with me, after i find out where i am drafted. we can find a nice apartment or house close to my training field. and i am sure you could find a job in your felid. just say yes" i wanted her to say yes.

"Cooper i but we- " i cut off her rambling.

"we pretty much live together anyways. you spend so much time at my apartment, you have almost half your clothes in my closet and dresser. we can make this work, just say yes" i didn't like to beg but i was practically begging.

"Yes" she agreed and i couldn't be happier.

"you don't mind moving?" i wanted to make sure she was okay.

"no because my home is where ever you are. and i couldn't bare the thought of long distance. i love you and i know that we are ready for this step." she was literally so amazing.

"good" i smiled and kissed her neck.

"but i think an apartment will be fine for now" she says.

"you don't want a house? what about all theses babies you talked about" i wondered.

"well unless you want babies now then sure a house. but i thought you didn't want babies for at least a year. and right now it's just you and i. plus we can fit at least one baby in an apartment, so we will be fine for a while" she was always the smart one.

"i mean i want you to be the mother of my child one day. just not quite yet, i am not ready to share you" i was honest.

"well i don't want to be a mother yet anyways, i want to get into the work force and make a name for myself. then maybe babies" she smiled.

"well don't forget the ring, that's coming first to before babies." i was serious.

"so you keep saying" she had an amused look on her face.

"well it's true, now enough taking." i wanted to feel her. so i thrust into her. she gasped in surprise.

it took us a bit longer then Dylan would have liked to shower, but we where still on time. which was all that mattered. I was just shrugging on my suit jacket, while Dylan was finishing up in the bathroom.

i looked in the mirror and quickly fixed my tie. man theses things where the death of me i swear. but i have to admit i looked good.

i decided on a pair of tan dress shoes, so i sat down on the bed so i could tie them.

"well damn why you been holding out on me." Dylan voiced.

i looked up and gasped, she looked incredible in a red dress. that had straps off the shoulder.

"me? damn look at you. how the hell am i supposed to keep my hands to myself when you looking good as shit" i stood up and walked over to her.

"see the tie just completes the look." she smiled and placed her hands on my shoulder.

"ya i know, but it bothers the crap out of me" i hated them.

"well only for a couple hours, then you can take it off." she always saw the bright side of things.

there was a knock on our door, and i am pretty sure it was my parents. they where staying in the same hotel as us. so was Hadley and Max, as well as his parents.

i opened the door, and sure enough it was my parents.

"Honey you look so handsome" mom looked like she wanted to cry.

"thanks mom" i pulled her into a hug.

"alright, we should get going the car is waiting outside for us." Dad spoke.

"our Max and them all riding with us?" i wasn't to sure.

"ya they are down there already." mom tells me.

Dylan grabbed her purse, and then we where off. after a quick elevator ride there was Max and Hadley. Max was dressed in a full suit too.

"girl you look so good" Dylan called out to Hadley.

"thanks, so do you though" Hadley tells Dylan.

"you ready?" Max questioned.

" man i am a nervous wreck" i knew he would see threw my lie. so i didn't bother to hide it.

"honestly i am not, i just want to get this over and done with" i knew that the only reason he was doing this was because of his dad.

"well this is crazy to think, that this is going to be the last couple days we have left together. we have never been apart before" i was being sappy. But Max was like a brother to me.

"i know it's going to be weird, now enough with that sappy crap. besides we will see each other all the time i promise" we pulled each other in to a bro hug.

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"this is it are you ready?" Dylan grabbed my hand in hers as we where sitting in our seats.

"i am just anxious" i was bouncing my legs.

"well your going to do fine, and i am proud of you" she squeezed my hand.

the lights dimmed and i knew it was time to get the show on the road. the head of the NFL, came out and said a few opining remarks. then the Carolina Panthers coach came out on stage. since they where in last place last season they got first pick.

"i can honestly say i am relived to have first pick. because this player had been wanted by coaches since he was in mini league. it gives me great pleasure to announce that this year number one draft pick is non other then Cooper Davies Jr." the coach announced and my jaw dropped.

holy shit i was the number one draft pick. i stood up from my chair in a daze and made my way to the stage.

"how you feeling son?" he smiled and shook my hand.

"i this is crazy" i was not expecting to be the number one draft pick.

"well congratulations" he smiled and held up my jersey. this was insane.

there was an insane amount of people snapping picture and i was almost blinded by all the lights. we stood there for what felt like for ever, then i was brought to the back for an interview and to see my family.

"Cooper" Dylan's voice rang out.

i turned to face her and met her half way and pulled her into a bone crushing hug.

" i am so proud of you" she was kissing all over my face.

"thanks baby" i smiled and gave her a real kiss.

"i am so proud of you son" mom came over to me once i pulled away down Dylan.

"thanks mom" i hugged her and dad joined in the hug.

"you know you beat out your old man. i was like way down the line to be drafted. but you scored the number one draft pick. i am so insanely proud of you" Dad expressed.

"thanks dad" i was like shaking cause i was so excited.

" the number three draft pick is Max Hunter" i looked at the screen and saw them filming Max get out of his seat. i noticed that it was the coach of the Washington Redskins.

"wow Max was number three, i honestly thought he would be right behind you at number two" Dylan was shocked and so was i.

"alright Cooper time for your interview"a person came up to me.

i didn't want to let go of Dylan, but the same person informed me my family was more then welcomed. so we followed them to the interview stage that was set up at the back. i sat down on the chair beside the interviewer.

"so Cooper, how dose it feel to be the number one draft pick?" she asked me.

"honestly i wasn't expecting it at all. it was a huge shock, but i am beyond grateful. i am determined to do great things in Carolina." i was honest.

"well we won't expect nothing less of you. so Cooper we saw that you had a beautiful young lady in the stands with you tonight. was that your girlfriend?" she pried.

"ya that my talented girlfriend Dylan" i smiled and waved to her. she blushed and i noticed another camera move to her.

after a few more questions, the interview was finally over and i wanted to find Max. in all the craziness i didn't get to congratulate him.

"dude number three that's insane" i called out as i snuck up behind him.

" i know we are so proud of him" his mom wiped under his eyes.

"we really are son, it's an honer to be drafted in the top five." his dad was smiling.

Max just nodded, Hadley was smiling but i knew that she knew this wasn't what Max wanted to do.

"well clearly we need to go out and celebrate" mom piped up.

"of course we do, this is a huge honer" Max mom agreed.

so that's how we spent one of the most amazing nights of my life so far. with my family, my best friend and the love of my life. who i couldn't imagine myself living with out.