#10 w/ Liam

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10: “Teach me how to play?”


“Liam that was amazing!” You laughed, jumping up and hugging him. He wrapped his arms around you, spinning you around, as all the lacrosse players started clapping him on the back. He had just made the winning goal at a lacrosse game after it had been tied 1-1 for practically the whole game. He had made the goal within the last few seconds, making you jump up out of the bleachers and run onto the field. You let go of him, moving back a bit allowing the other guys to surround him in congratulation. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself watching him. He just looked so happy, a permanent grin plastered on his face. With all the drama going on in Beacon Hills, you cherished these moments. Moments where the two of you were normal high school students. Another minute or two passed before he rejoined you, pulling you back into a hug. “Ugh gross, you’re all sweaty,” you teased as he chuckled. “You didn’t seem to care right after I made the winning goal,” he said making you roll your eyes. “That was just me excited. But now you really need to go take a shower,” you laughed, pushing him in the direction of the locker room. He smiled, coming closer to you to give you a kiss before leaving, but you moved your head back. “Shower first,” you teased once again making him groan. “(y/n), I made the winning goal,” he whined. You laughed before placing a quick peck on his lips, a smile growing once again on his face. “Teach me how to play?” you asked right as he turned around to leave. “Really?” He asked turning back around to you. “Yeah. I mean, you’re pretty decent,” you joked, earning a chuckle, “and it seems fun.” He nodded, making you smile and turn around. But before you could head towards your car, you felt hands on your waist, pulling you towards them, and lips placed on your lips again. You looked up to see Liam smiling brightly once again, before turning around and jogging back up to the catch up to the others going into the locker room. 


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