You were at a football game because your best friend wanted to watch her boyfriend play.

“Excuse me.” You heard someone speak and you looked at the person. It was a boy. He looked cute.

“Can I sit beside you?” He asked.

You nodded and smiled at him.

“What’s your name?” He spoke.

“Y/n,” You said “what’s your name?” You asked back.

“Mike.” The boy said.

You looked back at the football field and you locked eyes with your enemy, Carlos. He was standing in the middle of the field, looking at you with a stern expression.

The boy next to you was talking to you, but you couldn’t understand his words.

“I asked if you wanted to hang out tomorrow.” The boy repeated.

“Oh, um, I-“ You got cut off.

“CAN’T YOU WATCH WHERE YOU’RE RUNNING?!” You looked at the field again, Carlos had pushed a boy hard.

“CAN’T YOU CONCENTRATE ON THE GAME?!” Carlos shook his head while yelling.

Carlos locked eyes with you again before he turned his focus to the game again.

After the game, you stood near the football field. Your best friend was talking to her boyfriend and you stood next to Mike.

Suddenly, Carlos jogged over to you. “Hey, babe.” He said and crashed his lips onto yours.