The Freak With The Pink Hair

You Should

Addison was in music class when the door opened and Coach Helmsley came in. He said something to Mrs. Garcia who nodded to him and then the coach walked up to her desk

"Miss Foster, may we speak outside please?" He asked lowly and Addison nodded her head, standing up and following him outside into the corridor

"I know you're friends with Dean Ambrose," he said and Addison wanted to say 'best friends' but she didn't, she just nodded

"I've been on his back about joining the football team since the first day I met him, the kid's got so much talent it's unbelievable. But he always turns me down," he said, rubbing his forehead as Addison furrowed her eyebrows

"There's tryouts next month, could you atleast try and get him to try out?" He asked her

"Uhhh-" Addison dragged before she pursed her lips. She'd have to talk to him about it first

"I'll try my best." She told him and he smiled and slapped her shoulder and nodded, walking off

She sighed and walked back into class

She didn't meet him for lunch since he had a field trip with his Art class. She honestly missed him but she did have a chance to talk to Brie and Nikki, those two have been sweet as hell to her since she got there and she also met a sweetie in Math class named April but she insisted that Addison call her AJ and a girl in her Chemistry class named Saraya but preferred to go by Paige.

She texted Dean during her free period if they could meet up later and he replied a few minutes later telling her they could meet up at his house around 8

It was around 7 when Addison decided she'd go shower and get ready. She put on her black, ripped jeans, her sandals and a white shirt that said 'love knows no limits' and she left for Dean's house

She walked up the stoop, feeling cold as fuck, wasn't it supposed to be Spring? Dammit, she should have worn a jacket

She quickly knocked on the door and she heard hurried footsteps and smiled as the door was pulled open and Dean stood there, in a sweatpants and a toothbrush in his mouth, he gestured her in and went upstairs to finish brushing his teeth

She followed him and sat on his bed, sighing

"Hey Adds," he said, pearly white, dimpled smile and suddenly she wasn't so cold anymore

"What's up?" He asked, sitting next to her

"Coach came to talk to me today," she said and he nodded, not seeing where this was going

"About you," she elaborated and he sighed and ran a hand through his pink hair, splaying it over his shoulders

Dean stood up and felt himself heat up, he cringed at the thought of another aspergers episode

"Babe," Addison said, letting the term of endearment slip out as she realized he began sweating and gripping his hair, she quickly got up and went over to stand in front of him

"Hey, hey, hey," she said softly, cupping his cheeks

He looked into her eyes and she smiled when he did and he let his shoulders sag and he took a deep breath

"There, see you're alright." She assured and smiled

"Coach told me about the football Dean," she said, helping him sit down and he wrung his hands as he looked up at her as she began pacing and muttering to herself

"Do you want to play?" She asked and Dean, without hesitation, nodded his head

"Yeah," he whispered, biting his lip and Addison stopped pacing

"So why didn't you tell coach that?" She asked and Dean looked into his lap in shame because if he told Addison, he was afraid she'd think he was a coward, but then she guessed it for him

"It's because of Randy, isn't it?" She asked, head tilting but again, Dean nodded and Addison cursed under her breath

"Listen Dean, that was then. You got me now, I'll fuck up Randy as much as necessary if he tries anything." She promised and Dean chewed his lip lightly

"You should do it." She told him and he looked up at her

"You think so?" He asked, still unsure of himself and she smiled and nodded

"I think you should. Would be good for you to actually do something you love other than art. You could be really good at it." She said and Dean smiled slightly

"You know what? I think I will." He said nodding and Addison couldn't help it as she dived on him and hugged his neck, he wasn't ready and so he was knocked on his back, Addison smiling widely at him, she started tickling him and that's one thing he had alot of...tickles

He laughed and quickly flipped them over, restraining her hands, as the laughter died down, so did their smiles and they just panted as they looked into each other's eyes

Addison felt her heart speed up at the proximity of Dean's lips to hers. She could practically feel his breath on her face

"Sorry." He said, letting her wrists go and pulling back and blushed

She smiled and shook her head

"It's okay." She replied and they hung out and watched movies for awhile until she decided to go home

Dean sat down and thought about everything. He had tryouts in a month but what in the hell was he feeling for Addison? His heart felt like it was flying when she was around. But he couldn't tell her that. Little did he know, she sat in her room thinking the exact same thing.