Chapter 24

It was Friday night and I was sitting in the locket room, waiting for the signal telling us it was time to get on the field. We'd already done our stretching on the field before the game, and gone back inside, but now was the real deal.

I wasn't in my best shape if I was being a hundred percent honest.

I had a couple more sleepless nights that week before the game.

My painting was going well, and I was getting excited to give it to my Pumpkin.

I hoped she would be happy with the gift. I hoped I wasn't doing something completely silly and she would just tell me she loved it the way parents told their toddlers they loved their ugly drawings.

Practice went well, so coach decided to put me in my usual starting position and we'd agreed that I would stop playing if I started to feel bad at any moment, or if I got any serious hit to the head.

I was really happy to be starting, because I wanted to play well.

I had a girlfriend to impress now.

It was kind of ridiculous. This wasn't the first time Lexi Grayson was going to be at one of my football games.

But she'd never been here as my girlfriend.

That was entirely new.

At it warmed my heart in ways I hadn't anticipated.

My parents didn't come often to my football games. They had little interest in the sport. Josh tried to be there, but he was often busy, and I completely understood.

So, I was often without supporters when I played. The fact that Lexi was here for me now, to look at me play, really really made me happy.

I'd given her my letterman jacket that I never wore, so now, Lexi Grayson was probably sporting a jacket with my name on it.

I really wondered where this primal need I had to have Lexi strutting around with my name on her came from. Caveman thinking really.

But I was sure my Pumpkin was happy with the fashion choice. She always gladly stole any piece of clothing of mine. I was pretty sure I had only one hoodie left in my wardrobe right now because of her.

Finally, Coach told us it was time, and we all headed outside.

We had a little ritual before getting on the field, with our own song, and everyone in the bleachers were hyping us up.

We could probably win this game if we didn't screw it up, so everyone was full of energy and it could be felt through the crowd.

Once I was standing on the sidelines I looked around, trying to find my Pumpkin.

I spotted her quickly in the crowd, and blew her a kiss. She mimicked like she was catching it, and I pressed my hand to my heart in response, before getting my head back on the field.

There would be time for my girlfriend later.

Now I needed to focus on the game.

The game went by quickly. I was a hundred percent focused on the field. Everything else happening around was of very little importance at the moment.

I waved to my girlfriend at halftime before going back in the locker room, but that was the only moment I didn't focus solely on the game.

The other team's defense was really good, so we had a hard time making points, but Alex was having a good day, and his throws were accurate. He had enough passes that we got a touchdown. I managed to have a few gains by running, but I was often stopped quickly. Our offensive line wasn't able to hold off their defensive line for very long. Fred saved our ass with a field goal.

Fortunately for us, their offense wasn't that good, so we both didn't make the many points.

In, the end, the score was 10 to 7 for us.

After we shook hands with the opposing team, the crowd ran on the field.

My Pumpkin was the one that found me in the crowd.

She threw herself in my arms and I lifted her off her feet.

She pressed a quick kiss to my cheek. "You played really well."

"But no touchdowns. I'm disappointed with myself," I admitted. The least I could have done was score some points to impress my girlfriend.

"You played really well," she repeated and pressed another kiss to my lips. "And you look very cute."

I grinned at her, and set her back on her feet. "I look cute?"

"Yes, very cute," she said nodding, before grabbing the chest piece of my shoulder pads, pulling me closer.

I grabbed the placket of my letterman jersey, pulling her closer too. "You look cute too," I said, and bent down my head, pressing a longer kiss to her lips.

"GET A ROOM YOU DISGUSTING FUCKS!" one of the guys yelled at us.

I was a little too busy kissing my girlfriend to notice who it was.

Lexi flipped off in the direction of whoever yelled at us, making me laughed. "I should go take my shower and get changed," I informed her.

"Do you really have to? You look good in the uniform."

I snorted. "You minx."

Lexi ignored me, and continued, "I mean, I love your chest, but you also look really good in the spandex pants."

I shook my head, still holding on to my jersey on her. "Am I just a piece of meat for you?"

"You know I'm in love with food, this should make you happy," she joked.

I laughed again, and let go of her, taking a few steps away. "I'll be right back."

"Noooo, please don't go, you're so hot," she whined, reaching her hand forward towards me, like she was trying to catch me.

I burst into laughter, and ran right back to her, lifting her off her feet and kissed her again, spinning us around.

"I really love you'" I told her, my face buried in the crook of her neck.

"I love you too," she replied with a huge grin, as I set her down on her feet again.

"I'm going now," I said, and started to walk away, waving at her.

She waved back. "I'll be eagerly waiting. Please bring the uniform home."

I just shook my head, and ran off again, my heart beating fast and not just because of the football game I had just played.

I took my shower in a hurry. Everyone was celebrating in the locker room, chanting stuff, and yelling everywhere.

The good mood was infectious.

"Fred is the king tonight!" Dwayne yelled, as everyone cheered around, making Fred laugh.

"Wait, what about me? Did I do nothing?" Alex asked, laughing too.

Trevor rolled his eyes. "Peter is the one that caught your throws and got them in the end zone."

"Hey, I had some good catches too!" Shawn whined in a corner, and Mark patted him on the shoulder for reassurance.

The teasing continued, and so did the planning for the rest of the night. It was a ritual to go out to eat after our game, so we debated options.

Finally, I was washed, and changed, and headed out, finding my girlfriend waiting for me close to the doors.

I hugged her again for good measure, kissing her temple.

"There's a party at Jessica's house. Did you want to go?" Lexi told me, as we headed towards my car.

She'd drove here with Daphnee, but she was coming back with me.

"Yeah, I think almost everyone in the team is going after we eat out. We could do that. Is your father okay if you stay out late?"

Lexi rolled her eyes at me, unimpressed. "You're such a kiss ass with my dad. It's fine, I told him I was going to sleep over at your place afterwards."

I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "You planned this?"

"You hid from me all week long," she whined, elbowing me.

"I didn't hide from you, we were inseparable at school everyday," I replied defensively, my voice slightly amused.

"Suuuuure," Lexi replied, looking at me like she knew I knew what she was talking about. I grinned back at her sheepishly. "Now come on, let's go eat. Where are we going?"

"Cicis' Pizza."

She snorted. "Is Peter going to puke in the parking lot again?"

"There have been some bets made," I told her, amused.

Last time we had gone there, Peter had been sick. It was an all you can eat pizza place. There was pasta too and desserts. We usually tried to see who could stuff themselves the most there, so it often ended badly.

Like last time for Peter, puking his guts out beside his car.

We drove to the restaurant quickly, joining the rest of the guys that were already there.

We were a big gang, so we split off in three tables, ordering full specific pizzas for each table.

"So, we're keeping the crusts to keep track and whoever eats the most slices win?" Cameron said.

"Wins what? Alex asked. His boyfriend was sitting beside him.

"They don't have to pay?" Trevor replied.

Lexi rolled her eyes looking at the twin like he was an idiot. "We all already paid while coming in though."

"They win our eternal admiration. And disgust," Trevor offered.

We all ate, chatting amongst ourselves and joking around.

I was getting to know Travis. It was a little weird to think that the last time I had seen him I'd been jealous of him thinking he might have been interested in Lexi.

I really was such an idiot.

I was doing my best to get along with him, so Lexi would be happy that her friends liked her boyfriend. It wasn't too hard though. Travis was nice.

The only trouble I had during this dinner, was the Lexi had taken off my jacket. And the neckline of the shirt she was wearing was low. Not like, indecently low, just low enough to make me suffer.

I kept glancing at her side ways, and every time I did it, Lexi smirked like she knew exactly what she had done.

In the end, Connor and Jimmy were tied for the most eaten pieces of pizza and argued like their lives were on the line between each other saying one of them had cheated, or hid a piece of crust from the other.

The usual for them.

Luckily no one puked this time.

So after that, we all headed to Jessica's house for the party.

A lot of people had already arrived at her place, so it was a nightmare to find a parking.

The night was chilly, and I walked with my arm around Lexi to the party. She didn't want to bring my jersey in and forget it or get it dirty.

I wasn't complaining about hugging my girlfriend.

Once we got in the party was already in full blown.

Daphnee was already there, and spotted Lexi right away.

"Lexi, sweet Lexi," she said, handing her a glass with what I could only assume was alcohol with the way it smelled.

Lexi received it with a grin.

"No, no, Lexi can't drink," I automatically said, grabbing the cup out of her hand.

"Wait, why can't I drink?" my Pumpkin whined.

"Because drunk Lexi is very dangerous for me," I reminded her.

She laughed. "How is this fair that I can't drink because you have no self control?"

"Excuse me? I have no self control?" I asked, feigning being appalled.

"Stop resisting," she said in a comically sultry voice, and then laughed, and grabbed the cup out of my hands.

"It's not fair though," I pouted, "I can't drink, so you shouldn't drink either."

I was ready to say anything to not have to resist drunk-Lexi. Drunk-Lexi was a big weakness of mine. 

"Who says you can't drink?" she asked.

"I have to drive," I reminded her.

"You don't have to drive. We can sleep here. There are many couches and spare beds and Jessica always sets up a bunch of inflatable mattresses in the basement too."

I looked at her, a little worried. "You want to stay here?"

"I want you to have fun."

"Who am I to deny anything to my gorgeous Pumpkin," I finally gave in and took the glass from her hands again, taking a big sip.

Lexi squealed happily, and then dragged me with her.

We played beer pong in the kitchen against each other.

Lexi had really good aim, so she got me tipsy a lot faster than I had planned.

We danced in the living room to the music playing loudly. I fought very hard against the urge to just constantly make out with her as we danced, because I didn't want one of the guys to ruin the moment.

We played forehead charades in the dinning room with Dwayne, Janna, Justin, Connor and Jeesica. We wrote words on pieces of paper, and the person playing had to put the piece of paper on their forehead and ask questions that would be answered by yes or no to figure out what the word was.

Our twist to the game was that anytime the answer to the question was no, the person had to drink.

"Am I a person," Lexi asked sitting on the ground. We all had a little bit of a hard time staying up. There had been a lot of drinking.

"Yes," we all said together.

"Alright, am I alive?"

"Yes," we agreed again.

"Oh, oh, this is looking good for me," she said with a grin. I was grinning too because I was convinced she would never find it. "Am I a singer?"

"Yes."

"Are my songs playing on the radio?"

"Yes."

"I am winning," she said and got up, did a little victory dance and sat right back down. "Am I in a band?"

"Yes."

"Am I in One Direction?"

"No."

"Fuck."

I snorted a laugh, with how automatic the fuck had come out of Lexi's mouth.

Lexi took a sip from her glass making a grimace. We were drinking straight vodka just to make it worst. "Am I a girl?"

"No."

"Aaaaah," she whined and took another sip. "Okay, okay, I can turn this around. Am I older than thirty?"

"Oh shit, is he?" Dwayne asked us, looking around.

"I think he is?" Justin replied, frowning.

"Wait, someone checks," Connor said.

I took my phone and Googled him. "Yeah, he's older than thirty."

"So, he's probably not older than forty then, if you guys hesitated," Lexi said.

Her guessing went on for a little while, and she kept failing repeatedly, so in the end she just gave up and took the word off her forehead.

"Taboo? Who the frack is Taboo?" she said, slurring her words a bit.

"One of the rappers in Black Eyed Peas," Janna told her.

"No, he's not," Lexi replied stubbornly.

"Alright, and who is in Black Eyed Peas?" I asked my Pumpkin, amused.

"Fergie and will.i.am."

"And?" I pressed.

"And? What? I don't know! How would I know their names?"

"If we want Lexi to lose, we just need to put a person's name, she'll never find it," I told our friends.

"You guys are mean," Lexi whined, letting herself fall on her back and started to flail around her arms, making me burst into laughter.

We played a few more rounds.

I was barely coherent by the end of it.

We stopped playing when Lexi announced rally loudly "I NEED TO GO TO THE BATHROOM!" and I somehow just followed her, and waited for her outside the door.

I was... yeah, I was pretty tipsy.

I was past tipsy. I was drunk.

This could become a problem...

When Lexi opened the door to the bathroom and saw me waiting for her, she smirked, and grabbed me by the shirt, pulling me back in the room, closing the door behind me.

"So, are you having fun?" I asked her as she pushed me against the door.

"I'm having a lot of fun. Are you having fun?" she asked me, the smirk still on her lips.

I looked down at her. "I really like this shirt," I admitted, my mind elsewhere completely.

"I can give it to you if you want," she said, and before I could do or say anything she took it off, handing it to me.

I grabbed her, lifting her off the floor, and sat her down on the sink counter.

This was how I knew I probably had drunk too much, because I would have normally stopped this. Instead, I was encouraging it.

My hand went to the back of her head kissing her deeply, her legs wrapping around me.

I started to train my lips down, pulling the strap of her bra to the side, kissing her shoulder and down her throat going to that cleavage of hers I'd been staring at a little too much, her breathing coming out a lot more quickly, kissing at the edge of her bra, my lips on her soft skin, just wanting more and more and more.

Fuck my girlfriend was hot. And I really wanted her. The bra was coming off today.

Before I could do anything more the door to the bathroom suddenly opened. "Jesus Christ, knock it off!" Trevor said, and literally sprayed us with water.

"What the fuck? Where did you get that spray?" I asked, kind of standing in front of Lexi protectively.

"Shirts are meant to be worn!" he ignored me, shaking his finger at us sternly.

"Sorry about that, Trevor is going around spraying anyone that's making out. I think he's lonely," Daphnee said, appearing behind him, and then smirked when she saw us. "Proceed."

Trevor's face popped up again. "No, no, fuck no, do not proceed, move along, move along."

Lexi put her shirt back on and we ran out of out the room, giggling like two naughty kids.

Things got a little blurry after that.

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Happy Monday my little Pumpkins! <3

I hope you enjoyed this longer chapter. I think this much have been one of the longest Little Bitch's chapter so far. Also, to me this one is the ones that might like... feel like I Sold the most, if that makes sense? Anyway, I hope you had fun reading it. 

In other news, I've been feeling like shit all week, so hopefully things finally get better this week. I hate feeling like this. I haven't been able to write, or do anything really, and it just annoys me. So yeah. Ugh. This weak body of mine. 

Alright. I'm going to go to sleep now. I LOVE YOU GUYS! See y'all next week! <3