Football Boyfriend

Andrew is the huge football player in your school everyone loves him in your whole small town. Everyone knows him. He was the player but now he’s changed. He’s a senior. You guys are completely in love.

He is playing a big game right now. It’s a huge game. He was your first. You loved each other completely. Ivy League and D1 sports collages people are all there watching him mostly. He’s the QB. They just won the game against their rival. You’re in a duplicate of his jersey, his number 11 drawn on your cheek in the color blue. Blue and black was your school colors. You had a duplicate of his jersey the jersey was black the numbers were dark blue. And you had short white jean shorts on. He runs off the field. You run to him and you jump into his arms. He hugs you tightly.

Andrew:“I was so good!! Right?!!”

He always was seeking for approval. His mother died when he was born. His dad was rotten to him going up. He’d beat him up and try to make him feel helpless. Sometimes he’d even hold him under water in their indoor pool or hold a pillow on his face. But Andrew was a sweetheart. Though it did leave some trauma that sometimes shows… his father, Albert, would always point out what he did wrong in football and he’s been playing since he could crawl. His family was super rich. They had ten houses all over. He was richest in town. He lived in a white mansion. But that didn’t matter to you. At all.