Grace
I sip on my takeaway latte, trying to ignore how nervous I am about turning up to practice with Henry.
"You realise no one"s going to think anything of this, right?" he asks, slipping his arm around my waist.
I lean into him despite the nerves. "I know that"s the most likely scenario, yes."
"And that most people think we were already sleeping together? They"ll just assume we"ve decided to make it an official thing."
"You"d think that would help, but it doesn"t," I respond, taking another drink.
"I can go do a loop of the library if you want? We can arrive separately."
"No." The word comes out firmer than I expect it to. "I don"t want to hide that we"re together, I"m just nervous. I"ve never dated another cheerleader before."
"Zara is going to flip."
I snort. "She doesn"t hav
