did you want to go public with lottie? yes. but was it also fun to sneak around? also yes.

a few months back, you and lottie had went to a party together. it was a shitty party. cheap beer, sweaty teenagers, and to top it off, they only had one speaker that stayed in the living room. it was a two story house.

but good things did come from that night. you and lottie got super wasted and hooked up, so there was that.

you were the only one who knew she was into girls. so you two were a complete secret.

it hurt at first to be a secret, but you grew to like it. the subtle flirting, the sleepovers, the winks you’d send her when she had a break at one of her games…

it was a cycle at this point. you’d go to her games, acting like you actually knew something about soccer, all just to see her.

so you sat back in your seat, watching as the game played out. when she finally had a breather, she went to get her water that was sitting on the edge of the stadium.

subconsciously, her eyes wonder through the crowd, looking for you. you were finding some kind of way to get her attention, any way.

just before her eyes landed on you, her couch called her back to play. lottie gives one last glance back at the stands, hoping to find you.