him anything. He knows I like him, and that I want to date him. He doesn't need to know I told you.” I warned him quickly.
"Okay, okay. Don't worry.” Dad was having trouble not laughing at me.
"Oh, knock it off.” I groaned. He burst out laughing as we pulled into the stadium.
When we walked in together, he was still laughing while I was blushed like a tomato. I pushed him away from me as I jogged up to the seat I usually sat in. Before I could get there, I was swept into a pair of masculine arms. I let out a surprised scream, and then burst out laughing. "Hello.” Andy kissed my temple.
"Hello. How are you today?" I asked as I turned towards him.
"I'm pretty good, you?" He gave me a little squeeze.
"I'm great. I need to ask you something after practice.” I told him before Dad blew the whistle and gave us a pointed look. Andy chuckled and gave me a little kiss on the lips before running over to the team. Somehow, this practice went by faster than the rest. It felt good to see Andy playing so well. He looked happy, like he was enjoying himself.
I waited by the locker room doors for him to come out after practice. When I saw him, I smiled and said. "Nice practice.” He shrugged.
"Hopefully, we'll play well in the game tomorrow. Are you coming to that?" He asked.
I shrugged. "I don't really know. I don't usually go to games.”
"Why? I thought you loved to watch football.” He said, taking my hand as we walked across the field.
"I do, but watching football isn't as fun when you're alone. Dad's always on the field, doing his job. My step-mom can't go because of my brothers. There's not really anybody else to bring.” I explained.
"Couldn't you bring Lindsey or something?" He asked.
I nodded. "I could, but I don't think she actually likes football. Oh well, I'll ask, though. Anyways, speaking of Lindsey, I have a question.”
"Um, okay?" He said confused as to why Lindsey would lead to a question for him.
"Well, it's kind of a long story, but I have to go on a date with Lindsey and her boyfriend. I was kind of hoping if you're not busy of course if you'd go with me? We're going bowling apparently.” I said quickly.
"When is this?" He asked.
"Tonight, Lindsey really likes throwing last minute plans at people. I understand if you have something planned, or just don't want to go. I wouldn't go, but." He cut me off with a laugh.
"Ashley, calm down. I'd love to go.” He said as I blushed.
"Really? You don't have to. I'm not going to think you don't like me or something if you don't want to spend your Friday night with a group of teenagers.” He pulled me to him and kissed me. His lips were warmer than I remembered them, and if it was even possible, softer.
When he pulled away, he kept his arms around me. "I told you last night that I consider us dating. I realize that Lindsey and her boyfriend are part of your life. That means they'll be part of mine too.” I smiled brightly at that.
"Thank you!" I kissed him again. "Then, you can invite Lindsey to the game tomorrow. She'll be more willing to say yes if a hot guy asks.” I explained.
"Oh really?" He asked. I nodded.
"Yeah, and um, don't be surprised if she flirts with you. She flirts with anybody who has a pulse. Don't worry about Bryan though. He knows she'd never cheat on him. She just throws people off course sometimes.” I warned him. It was humorous sometimes when she'd flirt with a guy in front of Bryan; and the guy gave him a look like 'Dude, I'm so not asking for this, don't kick my ass'.
"That's alright. I'm used to people flirting with me.” He said arrogantly. I scoffed and smacked his arm.
"Right.”
Soon after, he left. I waited for my Dad to take me home so I could change. At 6:30, I was still looking for the perfect outfit. My hair was straightened and I had a little more makeup than usual on. I still couldn't decide what to wear. I ended up pulling out a pair of skinny jeans, a