She refused to let anyone see her cry. Why? Because she had shed enough tears through the years. The physical and emotional damage done had caused her to shut everyone out.
He knew she was not his type, but maybe that was a good thing.
While on the field, she was confident, happy even. As soon as she steps off is when her problems overwhelm her. Her past will eventually catch her and she was always fearful of it closing in.
Will someone save her in time? Find out in this Cliche-not-so-Cliche love story.

"Broken people can't just wear their lives on their sleeves, that's what's hidden underneath them." (Part 23).

Love in a Touchdown

I woke up again refreshed, looking over to see Andy's peaceful expression. I was slightly shocked when I saw no one, but then I assumed she had just woke up and was probably talking to my parents by now. I quickly got up; thinking about changing, I decided against it. I wanted to avoid the awkward conversation that was probably already happening between Andy and my overly-excited parents. 


I roamed into the kitchen where I saw my parents talking calmly while making eggs, but Andy was nowhere in sight. I raised an eyebrow to them when they finally noticed me. They were still happy as a clam and it was creeping me out, extremely. I had never seen them smile as much as they did when they looked at me. 


"Where is Andy?" I asked, suppressing a yawn from just waking up moments before. 


"Oh, she left a little while ago with her grandparents," Mom said casually, scraping the eggs that were sticking to the frying pan. 


Chapter 18- Not Edited