You're at your enemy's football game.

Except you were here for Jack. Camden's rival team.

You're in the first couple stands, watching Jack.

Thought your gaze drifted to Camden who often had the ball between his feet.

The game ended in Camden's team taking the win.

You watched the fan girls go crazy over Camden a couple stands below you.

You made your way to the pitch to congratulate Jack.

You felt Camden's gaze on you the entire time.

Before you reached Jack, you watched another girl wrap her arms around his waist.

Your lips slightly parted when you heard a snicker behind you.

You turned your head, meeting Camden's gaze.

"What are you laughing about?" Your voice trembles as you hold back tears.

You go to turn your head again, but his strong hands turn you back.

"Don't look there." His deep voice warns.

"Why not?"

"Look at me." He gently tips your chin.

"What's going on Camden?" You rest your hands over his waist.

"This is the first time you're looking at me like this."

"I love it." He whispers.