Dylan Morris 23 year old who attends the University of Alabama, just got the chance of a lifetime. she was promoted to the captain of the cheerleading team. it's been her dream to run the team since she was a fresh man, and now as a senior her dream...
" what do i have to do to make you understand that i am perfectly fine babe" i grabbed her hand.
"Cooper i caused your arm to bruise" she turned away from me.
"but it doesn't hurt, and i know you where only messing around with me. i bruise all the time from football" i tried to make her feel better.
we had just woken up and she saw the bruise she felt terrible. and now i was trying to get her to understand that i am okay. it's not like she did it on purpose.
"i should have never punched you even as a joke." she sighed and pulled my hand off hers.
"Babe stop beating yourself up, we are meant to have fun and relax." i didn't let her hand go.
"i can't relax knowing i did that to you" she frowned.
"i have really sensitive skin i bruise easily" i informed her which was not a lie.
"that just makes it even worse" she flopped down on the bed.
"your being ridiculous" i moved so that i was hovering over her.
"i am sorry" she said again with a pout.
"i know beautiful" i leaned down and kissed her.
she placed her hands on my shoulder and pushed me off her before i could deepen the kiss. i pulled away and raised my eyebrow at her.
"your not mad are you?" she looked nervous.
"of course not, i know you where just joking. and i really do bruise easily, i always since i was a kid" i brushed my fingers down her cheek, and she shivers.
"well i promise to be more careful with your delicate self" she joked. which caused me to smirk.
"i am far from delicate" i moved to kiss her neck.
"mhm" she hummed.
"you should know that by now though" i whispered in her ear.
she lightly grabbed my neck and moved me to her lips, i say lightly cause it was usually she has a bit more grip to her, but i wasn't going to mention it. i know she was just feeling like she had to be careful around me now. but if it keeps up then i will say something.
"we should get ready for breakfast" she pulled away from me after a bit.
"we should walk around the town after we eat, check out a few shops" i suggest as i rolled off her.
"i like that idea" she smiled.
"alright i am going to text Max see if they awake" i mean it's almost ten thirty.
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"damn Max and Hadley already went to the beach this morning" i tell Dylan.
