*ARLO'S POV*
My opponent takes the ball from me and scores.
Fucking hell.
I got distracted loooing at Eva.
Very bad. Not good at all. Fuck.
The team goes for water while Coen, Hayden and Oakley come over to me during half time.
"What the fuck is with you? You don't play like this." Oakley furrows his brows.
"I got distracted."
"You never let a pussy like him get the ball. What's distracting you?" Hayden says.
"Eva." I whisper.
They all look at her as she's sitting on the bench.
"Don't look. You'll make her nervous." I mutter lowly. They all whip their head back to me.
"You like her?" Coen smirks.
"Yes."
"You barley know her." Oakley points out the obvious.
"I will get to know her."
"Well you need to get her." Hayden says.
"I will."
Im determined to be hers.
"Is she wearing your old jersey?"
"Yes, she is." I smile widely.
All of them now smile looking at me.
"What?" I furrow my brows.
"You gotta crush." Oakley taunts.
"Stop acting like kids."
"Your the one acting like a kid, your captain and your letting her distract you." Hayden says bringing us back to our original topic.
"I'll do better. I promise."
"No looking at her, she'll throw you off."
"Bu-"
"No."
I let out a small groan.
"Stop complaining."
I smile and open my arms to give them a hug. I love giving hugs.
But they run away from me.
"Come back." I chase after them as we all run around on the court.
"Leave us be!"
"I know you want a hug."
"We don't."
"Stop lying."
All three of them all abruptly turn around making me run straight into them and we all bump heads.
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