you were at one of his football games, wishing him good luck before he had to play. you were talking to him on the sidelines, giving him a little pep talk before he played in the state championships.

"i know, i know... you tell me the same thing before every game, 'I love you, and you're going to do great.'" riley mocked your voice with a smirk, brushing the bangs out of your face.

he was about to kiss you, before his coach called him over, a stern expression on his face.