《Hotshot? ~{Tomboo}~》~{Chapter 18}~
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In the span of 5 days I'd managed to get pretty close to Tommy. One whole school week. Today I had a game against another high school and I was looking forward to having Tommy cheer me on- Well, I doubt he'll cheer, but he's gonna wear my jacket- I think.
Right now I was in my last class of the day. I was waiting to be dismissed early, since I was playing.
Finally the teacher dismissed football players and cheerleaders. I walked off to my locker to put my things away and grab my football gear. Then I went to Tommy's locker. I pulled out a note I'd written him and slipped it into his locker. Then I hung up my jacket on the outside of it.
Afterwards I ran off to the football field. I went to change into my uniform and then we began warm ups as the other team arrived.
School had just let out. The football game would start soon and I promised Ranboo I'd stay and watch. Plus, Tubbo was staying too.
I walked to my locker and saw Ranboo's lettermans jacket hanging on it. I blushed and put it on. I'd promised to wear his jacket when he played. Plus I......didn't really mind wearing it.
I opened my locker and a note fell out. I picked it up and flipped it open, "Hey Tommy, I left my lettermans jacket for you. I hope you'll wear it and cheer me on. I'm sure you'll look absolutely adorable. If you could meet me during half time at the lockers, I'd appreciate it. Love, Ranboo."
I blushed, "Love? What a dork."
I pocketed the note and put all my stuff into my locker. Tubbo came up to me, "How'd you get Ranboo's jacket?"
"He left it here for me." I said.
Tubbo nodded, "Huh...that's a wierd thing to do."
I shrugged, "Yeah, well let's go now, yeah?"
"Mhmm." He hummed.
As we huddled up I couldn't help, but look to the stands for Tommy.
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Coach Nick smacked my helmet, "Hey QB! You paying attention!?"
"Yes coach." I replied refocusing- but not really.
As he spoke I watched the entrance. Then finally Tommy walked onto the field and towards the stands. I smiled....he was wearing my jacket.
Now that Tommy was here, I could focus.
I sat down on the stands next to Tubbo and looked at the football players huddling. I couldn't really spot out Ranboo, cause they were all bunched up.
Until they dispersed and I saw the tall boy. I smiled and hugged the jacket, like I was hugging myself.
I believe Ranboo was staring at me, so I put up my hand to wave. Then I retracted it as Tubbo began waving. I held my own hand a little embarrassed.
Then Ranboo took his helmet off and I believe he smiled at me. He waved and winked. I blushed and so did Tubbo.
"Oh my gosh! Tommy! He winked at me!" Tubbo squealed.
I chuckled, "Yeah...at you."
Tubbo nudged me, "You should wave too."
"No its okay." I mumbled and then Ranboo waved faster for me to see.
I waved smiling and I could visibly see Ranboo blush. He put his helmet on and then turned away.
I felt my face heat up, He's so hot...
There was a big buzzer and the players started flooding to the locker rooms. It was now halftime and our team was winning by a few.
Tubbo stood up, "I'm gonna go get some food. You want anything?"
I shook my head, "No, I'm good."
He left to find food and I put my hands in the jacket pockets. I felt the note and smiled to myself.
I got up and walked down the stands. I went around the field and then went to wait by the outside of the lockers.
I leaned against the wall and tapped my foot waiting.
Two guys from the opposing team were walking by, so I tried not to draw attention. They looked me up and down and started to check me out. That's when Ranboo came out from the lockers and hugged me, "Hey Baby!"
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The two football players groaned and walked away. I hugged him back, "Hi."
"You look good in my jacket." He smiled.
I blushed, "Thanks, now take this stupid helmet off."
He took the helmet off and dropped it to the floor. He ran his hand through his hair and sweat fell down the sides of his face.
"You look good." I mumbled and bit my lip.
He chuckled, "What was that?"
I rolled my eyes, "Don't push it."
"Well thankyou." He smiled and grabbed my waist.
I blushed brightly and touched my lips. We both leaned in and kissed. He leaned me gently against the wall and held my hips. He kissed down my neck and muttered, "Can I come over after this?"
I hummed, "Mhmm..."
He kissed my collar bone and I bit my lip again. He chuckled, "You taste good, but I gotta get going."
I grabbed his arms, "Wait, what'd you need me here for?"
He smirked, "Just so I could give you a proper hello."
I flushed red, "Can I get another hello?"
He blushed and kissed me. I kissed back and then rolled my hips with his. He stopped me and chuckled, "What're you doing?"
I was flustered, "Uh- I- I was just- uhm-"
He rolled his crotch with mine, "Don't worry I liked it."
I bit my lip then said, "Be careful out there, okay?"
He nodded, "Mhmm. And wait for me after the game, alright?"
I pulled him down, "I will for a kiss."
He chuckled and kissed me. I kissed back and then he pulled away, "I've gotta go now Tommy. I'll see you afterwards."
I nodded, "Mkay, later Hotshot."
He winked and picked up his helmet, then walked off. I sighed and walked back over to the stands.
I sat down back in my spot and a minute later Tubbo came back with some candy and food, "Hopefully we can talk to Ranboo later."
"Yep....would hate to miss him." I said and bit my lip looking away.
The game had just ended, and our team had won. Tubbo was ecstatic, "Did you see Ranboo out there?! He was great?!"
"Mhmm." I hummed as my face heated up at the thought of him on the field.
"It's too bad I've gotta get going, my mum came to pick me up. Did you need a ride home?" Tubbo asked smiling.
I shook my head, "No, I'm gonna take the bus."
"Tommy we live across the street from each other." He laughed.
I laughed too, "Its fine, I was gonna stay a little longer, anyways."
Tubbo shrugged, "Alright, well later."
"Bye Tubs." I said as we shared a hug.
Then he walked off and I stayed sitting. I watched as people left and I felt awkward waiting up on the stands. I stood up and decided I'd go to my locker to get my bag.
I got to my locker and opened it up. I took out my bag and then locked it back up.
Some guy grabbed my arm very tightly, so I pulled my arm away, "Leave me alone."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude and just grab you." The guy apologized.
I looked at him, it was a football player. He wore his own lettermans jacket. Way different from mi- er- Ranboo's. He had short black hair and brown eyes. He was sweaty and I'd never seen him around before.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"I'm Jay, I don't go here as you've probably noticed. I play football for the other high school, and your Tommy, right?" He asked.
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