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Chapter 28: The cheerleader
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2026-04-24 09:46:30
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SEBASTIAN’S POV I was in a very good mood, some chilled country music playing in my car as I pulled into the gas station in Southridge. Zaire was standing near the store entrance with his backpack over his shoulders, head tilted down as he scrolled on his phone. A stupid smile pulled at my mouth just by the mere sight of him. He looked handsome as always, enough to make my stomach do that weird little flip it always did around him. Man, I was a gone boy. Since it was a little cold out, he wore a pair of black wide legged oversized sweatpants, a white t-shirt, and a dusty pink zip-up hoodie that had small black details on it. His locs were pushed back by a beanie, though some fell around his face while the rest cascaded down his back. I sat there for a second just staring like an idiot before grabbing my keys and stepping out. I tried to not look too eager as I walked over to him. He glanced up when he heard me approach. "You're late." he said immediately, but I was slightly
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Gloria drove home in silence, both hands tight on the steering wheel. The road blurred in front of her, but all she could see was Zaire’s face. The anger in his eyes. The hurt in his voice. The way he always looked at her as if she were the enemy. By the time she pulled into the driveway, her chest felt heavy and compressed. The house was quiet when she stepped inside. Franklin was in the living room, sitting in his chair with the television on low, though he did not look like he had been watching it. He looked up the moment he saw her. “Well?” he asked. Gloria set her bag down and stood there for a moment, gathering herself. “I saw him.” Franklin leaned forward. “And?” “He refused to come home.” Franklin looked away, jaw tight, as if he had expected that. "I told you he wouldn't." He muttered. "I had to try." Gloria said quietly, staring down on the floor. "And I did something I shouldn’t have." "What did you do?" “I told him he doesn’t know the whole truth.” Franklin st
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ZAIRE'S POV My eyes briefly drifted to the scoreboard and the little time that was remaining. WARRIORS 15 - 13 THE SAINTS I could practically hear my breathing echoing in my ears as I took my stance. We were on defense and no matter what, we had to see out the game. A two-point lead was nothing in football. One broken tackle. One missed assignment. One mistake, and everything we had fought for tonight was gone. It had been very tight and close all game. Everyone was on it, but so was the opponents. We barely gave each other anything, that was why the scoreline was so low. The Saints broke the huddle and lined up fast. I crouched low at defensive end, fingers brushing the turf, every muscle in my body coiled tight. Sweat burned my eyes beneath my helmet. My gaze locked on their quarterback. "Watch the edge!" Mike barked. He was our linebacker. The center snapped the ball and I quickly exploded off the line. Their offensive tackle tried to block me, but I easily pushed past
End Game Chapter 28: The cheerleader
ZAIRE’S POV “Don’t call my phone telling me nonsense,” my aunt snapped from the kitchen, her voice sharp enough to cut through the whole house. “Why don’t you call him yourself?” I hurried down the stairs, my schoolbag slung over my shoulder, the strap digging into my palm the tighter I gripped it. I already knew who she was talking to before I even turned the corner. “Do whatever you want,” she continued. “That’s my sister’s son. He’ll stay here with me if he wants.” Yeah, it was definitely him. My jaw clenched as I stepped into the kitchen doorway, leaning against the frame like I hadn’t been listening. “Let Zai be, Franklin,” she said, her tone firm, leaving no room for argument. “He’ll come back when he wants to.” There was a pause—long enough for me to imagine my dad running his mouth on the other end. Then aunt Monica scoffed. “You should’ve thought about all this before.” She ended the call. The silence that followed was thick, but it didn’t last long. My a
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SEBASTIAN'S POV I dragged Tiffany outside, ready to shut her mouth about whatever she thought she knew about my feeling for Zaire, but before I could even open my mouth, Will, Declan, and Quinton suddenly showed up on my porch. “Woah… what’s going on?” Will asked, his eyes flicking between me and Tiffany. I immediately let go of her wrist, stepping back like nothing had just happened. “It’s nothing. What are you guys doing here?” He didn't seem much convinced but he shrugged. It wasn't his business anyway. “Q got some weed,” he said, jerking his thumb toward Quinton. “We’re heading to my basement for a smoke. You coming?” “Yeah… sure.” I nodded. Beside me, Tiffany let out an irritated huff, muttering something under her breath before turning and storming off down the driveway. Declan raised a brow. “Damn. What’s wrong with her?” I watched her retreating figure, jaw tight. “I’ll talk to her later. She’s just… being weird right now.” “She your girl?” Quinton asked. “Ex,” I c
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ZAIRE'S POV I flipped Sebastian on his back and straddled his hips. There was just something about his lip that drove me crazy. Once I kissed him I didn't want to stop. More like I physically couldn't. It happened on the two times we kissed. The first time didn't count because he caught me off guard and I most definitely didn't appreciate being kissed by a guy. Let alone him of all people. "W.. we need to stop." Sebastian whispered hoarsely, his breathe rough as hell against my lips. I ignored him and kissed him even deeper. I subconsciously shifted on top of him and he grunted deeply, his fingers digging into my hips. "Zai please... shit," I stopped and slowly pulled back to look at him. He slightly squirmed under me, his jaw locked tight. I furrowed my brows trying to figure out what was wrong with him and then that was when I felt it. Hard as a rock against my ass. I should have panicked. I know I should have. But the realization that I turned him on. That he was hard b
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