The lights of Friday night beamed down on the roaring crowd, the sound of people laughing and the smell of freshly cut grass filled the air. The energy was electric. Tonight was the biggest game of the season and all eyes are on the field.

You're standing on the sidelines with your cheerleading squad, your heart is racing and your stomach feels like it's turning.

This is not only due to the nervousness before the game. But because of him.

Charles.

Your boyfriend. And the Star Quarterback.

He stands just a few feet away, turning his helmet back and forth in his hand while he and the team talks to the coach.

"Your lover is on the way." Says one of the girls, a wide grin forming on her lips.

And before you can do anything, you feel his hand on your lower back. He's standing behind you.

You turn your head to him and he presses a soft, quick kiss to your lips before running out onto the field with a wink and a grin on his lips.

You stand there, frozen. Heat rises in your cheeks and the girls burst into laughter.

"Oh my God, you're such a simp!" Kiara nudges you, laughing.

You laugh and quickly hide your face behind your pom-poms, trying to suppress the biggest smile of your life.

Charles stands there on the field, grinning over to you while he puts his helmet on.

"Shut up," You mumble, but you know they're right.