You’re babysitting William’s little brother Jake. William had a hockey game and wasn’t able to be home. You’re both playing when the front door creaks open. Both your heads turn, meeting William’s eyes. He held his belongings in a bag, his helmet in his hand. Jake runs up to him, snatching his helmet. He places the large helmet over his head. Once his Jake ran upstairs, William pins you to the wall.

“What’s going on?” he asks

“What do you mean?”

“My teammate, really?”

Last week, you had given William’s teammate your number.

“And?” You cross your arms.

“We’re not anything serious,” you continue.

He searches your eyes

“Then let’s become something serious. Be my girlfriend.”