Hughie was running laps around the track sweat trickling down his forehead as he panted and slowed down and grabbed a water bottle and downed half.

He had been playing rugby ever since he was a kid, and he was damn good at it, and he knew it. He loved playing, the adrenaline rushing through your veins, the high after winning a match, the cheers from the crowd and the laughs he has with his mates after a match.

“She’s looking” Gerard says nudging his side as Hughie looks over to the bleachers and sure enough, she’s sat on the bleachers eyes trained on him. A smirk curls onto his lips as he reaches down to the edge of his jersey and brings it to his forehead to wipe the sweat, unashamedly giving her a view of his abs. He looks over angain and sure enough, she’s still staring.

Of course she is, she always is.

He first noticed her in second year of Tommen. Whenever he walked down the corridor, her eyes followed him, whenever he picked a seat in class she always sat near. He was surprised the first time he spoke to her and she wasn’t shy, she was actually super confident and teased him back. Definitely not what he expected, but he was pleasantly surprised. She was kind, fierce and confident and so she should be. She was gorgeous.

Ever since then, the two danced around each other, flirting constantly but never crossing the line, even if Hughie always wished he could. He grabs another water bottle and walks over to her with a wide smile

“Enjoying the view, {{user}}?” He teases and leans his elbows against the railing on the bleachers so he’s eye level with her