Autumn McCall ▶Liam Dunbar

10. Violet?

"I don't care if he is a foot taller than me. I think I could take him." Liam says to us.

Me, Mason and Liam were standing on the lacrosse field.

Liam was adjusting his lacrosse net while me and Mason were basically eye-raping Brett.

I was already in my lacrosse outfit and I was waiting for Liam.

Brett was standing a couple of feet away from us, without a shirt.

"Hmm." I reply, not paying attention at all.

"What do you think you're doing?" Liam's voice broke my thoughts.

"Us?" Me and Mason exclaim at the same time.

Liam nods with an amused smile.

"We're agreeing with you." Mason starts with a nod.

"Yeah, we're being agreeable." I mutter after.

Liam gives us an unconvinced smile before looking back and forth to Brett and us.

"You think his hot, don't you?" Liam blurts out.

"No! No definitely not." Mason starts denying while I just speak over him.

"Oh no, you're way hotter."

Both boys stop and look at me with an opened mouth.

"I think... you could definitely take him." I say, breaking the awkward silence.

"Yeah, and then give him to me." Mason continue with a smile.

Liam and I let out a laugh, looking at Mason amused.

"Nah, just go out there and kick their smug prep asses. Good luck to both you, love birds." Mason chuckles.

He then leaves, sitting down on the bleachers next to violet, leaving Liam and I alone.

"So you think I'm hotter than Brett?" Liam asks, smirking.

He starts taking small steps towards me.

"No." I reply instantly.

Does she not know I can hear her heartbeat?

The voice from earlier said.

Liam raises and eyebrow at me, with a 'oh-really' smile.

"Fine maybe. Just a bit." I mutter again.

This time, he chuckles and I could immediately feel his breath on my neck.

"A good luck kiss?" Liam whispers.

"I need one too." I whisper back with a smirk.

"MCCALL 2! DUNBAR! GET UP HERE RIGHT NOW." Coach shouts, right before our lips meet.

"We gotta go." Liam mutters, feeling disappointed.

"As captain, I suggest Liam and Autumn stay out of the game." I hear Scott talking to coach.

Me and Liam look at eachother before turning to look at them.

"And as President of United States I'm vitoing that suggestion." Coach replies with a laugh.

"What if they get hurt?" Scott asks, concern written on his face.

"HEY LIAM! Think fast!" I hear someone shout.

I look foward and I see a lacrosse ball coming my way.

To my face.

Almost when the ball was going to hit my face, a hand stops it, just an inch away from my nose.