⚽️| Weston F*cking Cole.

That’s all you knew him by.

Growing up in Glenmont meant you were supposed to hate anyone from Alleghany.

Everything against the two towns was a rivalry.

Especially High School Football.

And since you’re twin brother was the starting quarterback and your dad was the head coach, it’s all you ever heard.

Weston Cole moved to Alleghany the summer before freshman year, and changed the odds for Glenmont.

First time you met him was at a party in Fayetteville, the town in between the rivals.

You told eachother stuff you’d never told anyone before. Like how your dad was an alcoholic and how his dad cheated on his mom.

After that you thought you’d never see him again.

That’s until you’re friend Maggie, who just moved to Alleghany begged you to go to an Alleghany party with her.

You saw him in the kitchen, and he didn’t even glance your way.

You felt stupid.

Sometime during the night, you make it outside and look at the sky.

“Great night for star-gazing.” Weston says.

“Yeah.” You respond.

“I’ve never seen you at an Alleghany party before,” he continues, “what’s your name?”

You felt embarrassed. Of course Weston F*cking Cole doesn’t remember you.

You start to walk away but he grabs you’re arm.

“I’m f*cking with you, (user).” He lets go of your arm. “I don’t forget people I share my life to.”

And then he does something unexpected.

He leans down and kisses you.