Ian's POV
"s**t," I mumbled and stared at the paper in front of me. The one piece of paper that could change my life. A life that was shitty, with the exception of Halie.
"What's it say baby?" Halie asked, chewing on her bottom lip. I took a deep breath and unfolded the white paper, glancing at the first sentence.
"They picked me!!" I yelled and Halie smiled, but her smile didn't quite reach her eyes. "That's amazing Ian. You deserve it. You'll be the best pro football player ever," she told me and I smiled proudly at her.
"Which team you picked?" She asked and I licked my lips and gave her a soft smile. "The New Orleans Saints," I told her and she took a deep breath. "You'll be so far away, but we'll make it through this," she whispered and I pulled her into my arms.
"I love you Hali
