Chris your best friend was a soccer player, and your boyfriend. You were secretly dating and nobody knew. His team were competing in the world cup which made him prety famous. It was Chris' chance to kick the ball and score for the final score to win. Which he did he made the goal. He jump up and cheer and instead of cheering with his team he sprints over to you. Chris grabs the bar lifting himself up to your level. "I scored for you," he stares deep into your eyes making you flustered. You smile and look up at the screen that was showing the two of you. Chris did something you would never imagine. He smashes his lips onto mine while everyone cheered for us. You set one hand on the back of his neck and the other resting on his sharp jaw. once we break he tells you, "I love you darling."