I'd Rather Be In Love With . . .

Chapter Six - The Game

Monday came all too quickly and to be fully honest I was kinda.....dreading it. Knowing Chris, his surprise isn't gonna be something I'll like. Plus if they pass this game they get to travel to some other country where they get to play three of the biggest football teams! Sunday was normal apart from my roommate giving me the evils whenever I passed her.

"Nicky!" I screamed as I ran out of class. "Hey, Nick! Wait up!" I yelled louder to try and get her attention, but she still wouldn't look at me. I was about to yell again when she finally stopped walking and turned, running towards me. Her head was hung low but I could faintly see the stained tears soaked down her cheek. As soon as she got near enough her arms flew out and I pulled her into a tight hug.

"Sorry," she muttered into my shoulder. I pulled her away and took her hand leading her outside and to the back building.

"Sorry about what?"

"About not answering when you called." She said wiping her cheeks with the back of her sleeve, her eyes still looking at the floor. I leaned back against the wall as I folded my arms over my chest.

"What's up Nicky? You've been crying." That's when I saw it. As a strand of hair fell to her eyes she pulled it back revealing her wrist. She had three overlapping cuts along her veins; they weren't healed and were still red. "What did you do Nicky?" I whispered, my eyes never leaving her wrist.

"Nothing."

"That doesn't look like nothing!" I didn't even know I was screaming but something in me just went crazy. Even when life was tough on me...I never resorted to wanting to kill myself! Or cutting myself just for the pain! I grabbed her wrist and held it out in front of her face so she could get a better look. If she did it she shouldn't mind staring at it after! I wasn't doing it to be mean, I was doing it so she could see how she was harming herself.

"Let go, Fay, you don't get it,"

"Your right I don't! And why the hell should I?! What happens if next time you cut too deep!?! If no one finds you in time huh!?! Do you think the pain takes everything away? Maybe for a minute or a second but that's it! One way or another, the pain will come back....but it'll just come back full on."

"Let go!" She yelled ripping her hand from my grip. She tried to run past me but I grabbed onto her other arm pulling her back to face me. "When you get it then you can come and talk to me about it! You're lucky! Nothings ever hard for you!" I let her arm go and just looked at her. My eyes searching for the real emotion that she was feeling now.

"Nicky, you doing that to yourself....just shows one thing..... you're just as weak as the people who cause this to you." with that said I walked away leaving her standing there looking down at the floor. She's right, I don't know what it's like to cut myself, but I know how it feels when the whole world turns against you, when you have no one to turn to, when people you thought you knew were nothing as you thought but no matter what, those aren't good enough reasons to take your life because there are people out there who have it worse and their still standing strong.

I was about to make the corner when she finally spoke.

"I'm sorry, everything just got too much to handle!" she cried out. I turned back around to see her sliding down the wall with her hands covering her face as she cried into them. I slowly made my way back to her, sat down next to her and wrapped an arm around her pulling her into a hug.

"You've got to find another way to deal with it. Promise, promise me this is the last time you'll ever do this to yourself?" she nodded and once she was fully done sobbing we went to our next class.

I don't know what I'd do without her but yet, it all felt so out of the blue.

I've never had anything like this happen before and I wasn't completely sure I understood it or if I even handled it right. All I knew, was that I was absolutely terrified of losing the only friend I had.

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"Excuse me, Fay? Can you please go grab the textbooks from room 23?" I looked up at the teacher to see her standing by the door with her foot in it holding it open. I got up rolling my eyes and leaving. Aren't the teachers supposed to have this all ready before class? God their so darn lazy!

I ran down the hall and ended up on my back in two seconds flat as a large brick slammed into me, or at least that's what it felt like. Jesus, I really am the unlucky one!

"Holy crap! Sorry!" I slowly opened my eyes to see Chris standing over me with a worried expression on his face. "Have you noticed how it's always you who ends up getting hurt?" I nodded and stupidly my eyes traveled down to his naked chest. OH.MY.GOD! I wanted to pull my eyes away but I couldn't! They were glued to him....well that was until he held out his hand.

I took hold of it and he pulled me up but when I looked back up at his face he was wearing that famous smirk. "You really like me that much?" he asked taking a step closer to me, that's when I noticed I hadn't said a word since he banged into me.

"N-no I-I...need to....get the....b-books," what the hell!?! Why am I shuttering. He chuckled and then went off jogging down the other way.

"Oh, by the way, you still coming tonight right?!" I pulled myself together and turned to look at him. I flashed a smile and nodded before running down the hall and grabbing the books. Well that was the first time I saw him since Saturday! I feel really sorry for football players; they have to spend their whole time on the pitch

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"Hurry, I'll see you next to the car park ok?" Nicky doubled checked as we went inside the dorm building. I nodded and we ran to our rooms. Everything that happened with Nicky was now in the past, she wanted to move on and I wasn't about to hold her back, she gets it now and that's all that really matters.

But I still wasn't convinced that all of it was really fixed. Maybe that bad patch was over but it was sure to come again and when it did . . . I'd be there for her. No matter what. I'd be there for her in the right way.

I shut my door and ran straight to my wardrobe. I still can't believe he threw away my stuff!

Ok, what am I going to wear!?!

Wait, Fay!?! Why do you even care!?!

I shrugged off that annoying voice and reached in taking out a pair of skinny black jeans and a low cut blue top. I put them on only to realize that my boobs looked huge almost spilling out from the top! But not pathetic huge...just normal huge! Normal huge which I am not used too! I took a gulp and took out a long grey cardigan that went perfect with everything.

I HATE YOU CHRIS!

If he hadn't have thrown away my clothing, I could have picked something a little more . . . I dunno . . . comfortable?!

I pulled on a pair of converses and let my straight hair fall over my shoulders. I applied some light eyeliner and lip gloss before running out and meeting Nicky where we agreed.

When I got there people where already getting seated and I looked around for Nicky.

"Hey!" I turned around to see her running towards me in a knee-length red skirt and a long-sleeved black top. "Wow, you're looking good!" I was about to speak when we noticed all the best seats where being taken.

We ran up the steps and I managed to get the seat Chris was asked us too. Nicky asked me to save her seat as she went to get some popcorn and I placed her bag on the seat. I looked out to see a bunch of people who don't even come here with the colors of their flags painted on their faces. Well, what did I think? This was a live game!

Nicky finally came back just in time. The teams were walking out and as they lined up facing their area they started to sing. I looked down our team's line trying to find Chris when I noticed he was the captain. He looked so hot when he was singing! But I'll tell you one thing when they sing they look as bored as me in a math class.

An hour in and all I could hear were:

"GOAL!!!" People where jumping up and down, swaying flags, hugging and screaming as we scored another goal. I hugged Nicky before going back to jumping and screaming. One more minute before the end of the game! Chris approached the goal and we all started screaming once more encouraging him but the next thing that happened had us all jumping up and screaming angrily at the ref.

The goalie ran up to him and tripped him! He proper pushed him and then tripped him! It was one of those which you could just see was done on purpose. We got a free shot and as soon as the goalie was sent off and a new one took his place everyone got up and chanted. Chris looked up at the audience as we changed to chanting his name. His eyes scanned everyone and when he came around to our area he ran to the ball and kicked straight into the goal!

"Yes!!!" We all screamed as we started hugging random people. The game was over and we won, the score was 4:1!!

The stadium was clearing out and I thought about waiting here on the benches for him but decided against it. I and Nicky were the last to leave and I hugged her before she left. "See ya tomorrow?" I nodded and as she walked away I placed my foot onto the tire easing my way up to sit on the hood of the BMW.

I sat there for almost half an hour when I heard the loud cheering of the guys coming out from the stadium. I was the only one around and to tell you the truth I was freezing like HELL!!

I looked eagerly to see Chris laughing with his mates. His eyes flew straight ahead and he caught sight of me, he turned and started to walk backwards to me whilst making up an excuse to the guys, "I'll catch you late tomorrow ok?" they all agreed and jumped into the coach before heading off to what I'm guessing was to celebrate the victory. They hadn't seen me and I felt guilty for pulling him away from his friends.

As they drove off he turned to face me and kept walking towards me with that smirk in place.

"So how did we do?" he asked amused at something. I nodded pretending to be adding up their performance in my head.

"You did alright; I mean you could have done better...."

"Really?" he asked, his smile growing bigger as he got nearer to me.

"Yep, what you gonna do about it?" I asked sarcastically. He stopped as he stood looking up at me. This time it was his turn to pretend to be thinking,

"This!" he said out of the blue grabbing my legs and pulling me down from the hood of the car. I let out a yelp as I couldn't hold on to anything, my eyes widened but the next thing I knew he caught me, holding me to his chest and my feet on the floor as he pinned me to the car with his body. Ok, I should have known he was gonna catch me, that was pretty dumb!

But hey, instincts!

I looked up at him, my hand resting on his chest. He was still in his red kit. "That was so not funny!" I laughed slapping his chest but not making any movements that would symbolize that I wanted him to let go.

"Come on," he simply said unwrapping his arms from around my waist and gently taking my hand in his. I was confused as he walked us to the entrance of the stadium.

"Um....Chris, where are we going?" he chuckled and turned to look at me as we walked down the rows of benches.

"Well, since you said you LOVE watching football but HATE playing it, I thought I'd give you the chance to play on a real pitch....against me." he turned back to where we were walking and my eyes just widened and I kept staring at the pitch, ok....wow! For most girls, this wouldn't be a surprise but what came during it....really was.

He jumped over the wall surrounding the pitch and I stood there blankly looking at him. He extended his hand and I sat down on the wall before spinning around. I thought he would just help me down but instead, I felt his hand crawl around my back and under my legs, the next thing I knew I was off the wall and in his arms, automatically I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my head into the side of his face.

I felt him smile and I was about to scream out for him to put me down on the ground when he ran to the center of the pitch and started spinning me around. I couldn't help but tilt my head back and feel the wind blow against it and laugh as he kept spinning. I felt like a child all over again but....I didn't want him to put me down, again like always, everything has to come to an end.

Letting me go to my feet he ran off to fetch a ball. I just stood there trying to figure out what the hell was happening to me when he yelled out to me.

"You ok?" I nodded and he smiled. Chris walked up to the goal and placed the ball down in front of me. "Kick it," he said after I stood there for a minute staring down at it, I knew what to do but I wasn't thinking about the ball.

Finally listening to his orders, I ran back before kicking it in the goal. His voice faking a cheer as it hit the white net.

We went on like this and to tell you the truth it was.....really fun! He taught me how to kick the ball straight since all my goals where from the side, and then we had a one on one.

"Ok, try and kick the ball in when I'm here," He stood in the goal crouched and staring down at the ball.

"I'm so gonna kick your ass," I said smiling at him evilly. He stood up, paying no attention to the ball and just when he was about to speak I took advantage. I kicked it in and Chris just looked at me.

"You cheat," He said mockingly whilst retrieving the ball.

"I think I'm better than you," I said smiling at him as he kicked the ball to me.

"Oh really?" I looked up to see him running towards me with a devilish grin on his face. I quickly turned and dribbled the ball to the other goal whilst laughing and trying to focus on my legs instead of tripping up on the ball and getting a mouth full of grass for dinner.

But that ended pretty quickly.

I soon felt his arms around my waist pulling me away from the ball and lifting me up turning me around from the goal. I screamed out but at the same time laughing. "Put me down Chris!" I yelled gripping onto his arms. I tried not to laugh but it never worked, I could hear him chuckling and as soon as he put me onto my feet I spun around and banged my fists on his chest as I tried to control my laughter.

He grabbed my arms and then wrapped an arm around my shoulder and I wrapped one arm around his waist as we made our way out again. We both were laughing so hard for no reason that I had to place my other hand on his chest so I could walk straight.

"Thanks," I said as soon as I was calm. We were walking towards my dorm and my hand wasn't on his chest anymore but his was still on my shoulder and mine around his waist.

"No problem, plus I felt like being nice." I looked up at him as he looked down at me. "You should really stay with dressing like this; it makes you feel better right?"

I thought about it, but sure me dressing like this made me feel more confident but as far as the making me feel better, well I think he.....had a major part in that. WOW! No Fay! It's clothes! I nodded and looked back at the dorm. It feels great to just have a friend who you can mess around with, who you can be really you with.

"Hey, can I ask something?" he nodded and still not looking at him, I asked.

"Does it hurt when you have s*x?" Ok I know that was stupid to ask, but I felt like I could ask him, but that was quickly replaced when he burst into laughter. My cheeks burned a deep shade of red and I pulled away from him, "Hey! I told you because I thought you wouldn't laugh!" I said slapping his arm.

"I'm sorry, it's just I'm so used to a girl knowing about it that this just came as a shock!" we stood in the middle of the three buildings and I tried to hide the whole blushing thing. So I asked him because he seemed to be the s*x-crazed addict but maybe google would have been the best option. Once he was calm I turned around and walked away from him fast. "Wait! I'm sorry!" he yelled running up to me and pulling back whilst wrapping his arm once again around me.

"When it's a girls first time it does, and if she hasn't done it in a while it hurts a tiny bit....but once all that's over it turns into full-on pleasure." I nodded and felt even more embarrassed! Last time I ask him anything! "You haven't done it have you?"

"What do you think?!" I asked looking at him as if he was dumb.

"Please tell me you've had your first kiss?"

"Nope, I'm a kissing virgin." He sighed and we kept walking to the building.

"I would have thought you'd lost your virginity or at least been kissed."

"Well, I wasn't the boy's choice in High school."

"Some people don't know what they've got until it's too late,"

"We're not all lucky,"

"You so need to get lessons." I stopped walking, my eyes wide open. "What?" he asked looking back at me.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing," he said grinning which just gave him away.

"No you mean something! I know that face!" with a wink, he suddenly took one large stride towards me, his breath washing down my lips as his eyes held mine and the corner of his lips pulled into a smirk.

"Kiss me."