Falling For The Bad Boy

Alyssa

The crowd roared behind me as Bennett grabbed a hold of the ball flying towards him. He caught it with so much precision I found myself grinning from ear to ear at such a mundane thing to do, to me that is. Without further ado, he lunged towards the end zone as he swiftly dodged the opposition deftly coming at him.

"Go, Bennett,  go!" I winced as screams from beside me pierced through my ears, disorienting me for a second. I snuck a glance at where the sound came from and it suddenly made sense. Just a few feet away were the school's cheerleaders, headed by the one and only; Emily Sinclair. Her perfectly blonde hair swished from side to side and I found myself staring at her way longer than I planned to.

Shimmery make-up complemented her ruby-colored lips as she wore the widest grin the human face could produce. The fuzzy ends of her huge pom-poms tickled parts of her neck and collarbone as she hopped from one foot to the other,  doing well to cover the extravagant v-neckline of her cheerleading outfit that showed too much skin if you asked me.

But that was the point, no one ever asked me….

"Goal!" Another ear-deafening sound cut my mini scrutiny of Emily short. I pulled my eyes back to the game so I could figure out what just happened and a huge smile grazed my lips when I found out. We won! And the winning touchdown was scored by none other than Bennett.

"Bennett! Bennett!" A good number of students in the stadium seemed to be yelling at the top of their voices as his teammates hauled him up onto their shoulders, joy carefully etched into their facial features.

In a flash, I saw his helmet fly off his head; one of the tigers had knocked it off.

Yes, the school's football team was known as the MAL-U Tigers.

"Go, Tigers, go!" more cheers erupted from the crowd as a replay of Bennett's touchdown filled the screen. We didn't just win the game, we beat the opposition by a whopping 32 - 31.

"Go, Tigers, go!"

Amidst the chaos, I tried to lock eyes with the man of the hour and I grinned when I eventually did. I watched Bennet's blue eyes light up the moment he laid them on me and I waved slightly, a pink tint circling my cheeks.

Call me crazy, but my breath hitched in my throat as I made out the words on Bennet's lips.

" Hold on a sec, I wanna go see my girl." And true to his words, he did. Another round of cheers and whoops filled the air as he rode on his teammates, till he was at the end of the pitch.

A metal railing divided the field from the rest of the stadium and no one else was allowed to be in the empty lot between the field and the seats, except the cheerleaders and well; me.

Ever since I started attending every one of Bennett's games, he'd arranged a special booth for me, just so I could watch him up close and no one went against him.

I could run into the game just to give him a hug or a really shy kiss and no one would say a thing. But I couldn't do that, it would risk his chances of being recruited by top teams in the state, even in the country too.

" Hey, you." His velvety voice had me turning my attention back to him. The crowd went silent as I became aware of the pairs of eyes that stared at us, literally drinking in our every action.

Beads of sweat lined his forehead as he ran a hand through his hair, but I didn't mind. I still found him hot as hell. Hotter even.

My cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink as I pouted, hoping it would unfurl the knots in my stomach. It didn't work.

That was the kind of effect Bennett had on me.

"You were amazing out there." I breathed, my voice a tiny whisper, but he heard me. His deep smile confirmed that. " Really amazing."

"Yeah?" He grinned, a boyish smile on his lips. "But I know something that can top that, do you want to know?"

"Yes!" The answer resounded all around us and we let out a laugh. Bennett's head tilted to the side as he asked a question only I understood and in response, I gave a small nod.