Take her hand you idiot. Do it, my brain was yelling at me. There was always a stupid kiss cam at games like this, who knows maybe it would land on us. That was the only thing I hoped for, that was the only thing I ever wanted. She was currently standing, screaming at the team for dropping the ball on a pass. Purple was a good color on her, it really brought out her coloring. The slight green in her gray eyes, the surprising depth of her bleached hair. She was gorgeous, how could she not see it.

"Are you fucking blind ref? That was clearly holding," she yelled.

"Girl, calm yourself," I laughed.

"I'm fucking pissed, they're losing to the fucking Bronco's. There's been one touchdown and it was defensive. What the fuck is this game?"

"It happens sometimes. It'll turn around. The Ravens are in the lead anyway."

She huffed and sat back in the seat. She was adorable pouting, sure I liked her smile so much better but any facial feature was adorable on her. She pulled her knees up to her chest while she was sitting in the seat, why was she so adorable? She was drinking her Pepsi while staring at the field, a blank expression on her face. I wasn't sure what she was thinking, no one was ever sure. She was unreadable, she preferred it that way. What I would give to know what was going on in her mind?

I pulled out my phone to see a few texts from Jack stating how much he hated me. They were filled with things about him being my lover and me betraying him. One text stood out to me though, it was the truth that I hadn't wanted to admit to myself. All it stated was it was because I loved her still. How did he know? Was it that obvious? Was she only putting up with me because she wasn't sure how to let me down gently?

"What'd Jack say," she asked.

"He just called me a dick for bringing you instead of him," I said, pocketing my phone.

"Well, I'm your best friend, it doesn't matter that he is your lover. You like me more than him anyway."

She didn't know how true that statement was. I liked her more than anyone else on the planet. Hell, I liked her more than oxygen because she was my oxygen. Without her I didn't know what I would do, she was my rock, without her I would float around aimlessly searching for anything that felt right. She was my drug and my anti drug. She was the entire reason that I woke up every day, even when I was at my worst I would get up smiling because of her.

"Oh fuck this, it's the fucking kiss cam," she groaned.

"You don't think they're even the slightest bit cute," I asked.

"I think they're beyond stupid. Like, what's even the point?"

"Because we're on it."

I pointed up at the screen and her eyes followed my finger. It wasn't like we hadn't kissed before, we did once. I wanted to see if I was gay or not and she happily obliged. I could tell that she was pissed because we were on that stupid screen but I was happy. I now had the excuse to do what I had been wanting to do for a while. She groaned as she looked at me, she really hated stuff like this.

"Let's get this over with," she muttered.

I rested my hand on the back of her neck and pulled her in close. My lips met hers softly. Her lips felt familiar, they felt almost like home, I couldn't help but want more but Shay didn't want that at all. She pulled herself away and faced the field, not even sparing me a glance. I couldn't help but wonder, did she feel the spark as well?

Notes

They kissed but not necessarily in the most romantic way. Have a little more Alex POV just cause I felt like it. So, I'm getting my lip pierced tomorrow and I'm nervous cause I'm probably gonna pass out again. Let me know who's going to see All Time Low in Charlotte, I'm genuinely curious.

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- Jess