It's my h/n’s game

Unfortunately, I can't be there because I have an important exam tomorrow and I have to study, but my best friend is there; her boyfriend is playing on the same team as my crush.

I'm sitting on the couch, surrounded by worksheets, but my eyes are glued to the TV. I see everyone screaming, and cheering

The camera pans across the playing field, while the commentator introduces the first team the team of my h/n’s

My heart beats a little faster. I hope so much that they win. And then... the commentator introduces the 2 team

The name echoes through the stadium and in my head. I almost slip the remote control.

No. That can't be. A name I would never forget.

E/n’s name.

The only person who has ever managed to make me so white and at the same time plunge my heart so much into chaos.

My enemy.

Of course he's on the other team. Of course he's playing against my crush. And then the camera shows him. He grins widely, confident, directly into the camera. As if he knew exactly that I was watching.

The game begins. It's exciting. I keep my fingers crossed for my h/n. But the longer the game lasts, the clearer it becomes: the opposing team is stronger.

E/n’s stronger. And then the final whistle. The opposing team wins. He wins

Then he is called for an interview. The camera zooms in on him, and he smiles charmingly into the lens

"I know you're watching" he says calmly. "And I won, I told you that. I'll get my date you promised me"

That's not his seriousness...he stops, then turns back to the camera.

With a sly grin, he says "Oh well and you can forget about h/n. From today you're mine"

My heart stops for a moment. I'm shocked, speechless ———————————————— In the evening my cell phone rings. E/n’s name is on the display

"You lost" he says calmly "And I won. It was a deal" His voice is soft but also as decisive "Dress yourself nicely I'll be there at 7 p.m"

I’m sitting there, I don't know what's worse: That I promised him the date Or... that part of me is looking