Her Football Star Ex Novels & Stories

Marcus finds me an hour later, practically buzzing with excitement. "The Miller fight, the goal, the way you pointed straight at her in the stands—Ethan, this is gold," he says, grinning wide. "Apex wants both of you at the charity skate next week. Cameras everywhere. Whatever you two are doing, keep doing it." "Whatever we are doing," I repeat flatly. "Falling for your fake girlfriend, apparently," Marcus says, laughing at his own joke. "Don't look at me like that. The whole league can see it. Just do not let it blow up in our faces."

She persuaded. I rolled my eyes, mom is definitely by love. I hate men. " Bye, mom." Without reticence, I hung up the call. I looked up to see Michelle staring down at my iPad with her eyes wide open. I moved to her side of the bed, to take a peek at what she was gazing at. It was the stupid news again, but this time it wasn't about my wedding disaster. It was about the famous Cole Manchester. Since I was a teenager to date, I've been obsessed with him, he was a football player, and he played for the NFL. He owned one of the biggest football clubs in the world. He is a star and every girl's dream. He could take your breath away by a mere glance.

“Dad, how did you manage this? No one is here today, I know it’s Friday, but the school looks empty and the uniform shop says it’s only open Wednesday.” He chuckles, “Oh did I forget to mention the Principal and Head Office lady are my exes? They would do anything to help you get into school. Plus, they love your grades which helped, and the chance of having another famous hockey player from the town.” He said, sounding so proud of himself.

She pushed her sunglasses higher on her nose and told her knees not to shake. I had to see him. Not for love. Not for closure. For Avis. He wasn’t going to take my baby. Over my dead body. The guard took me along a corridor which reverberated with each step. Here my heels did not rhyme like forces, they rhymed like threats. And then he appeared. Quentin Palmer. My ex-husband. My nightmare in a tailored suit — except now the suit was gone, replaced with a plain orange uniform. He still looked dangerous. Maybe more dangerous than ever.

She inadvertently let slip their unlabelled romantic relationship, a fact that had so far remained a well-guarded secret to the general public as the team and close friends knew. Meanwhile, Jeremy was trying to make a quiet exit from the stadium. His celebrity status, a result of his illustrious football career at Colorado, often led to unwanted attention, and he did not want to steal the spotlight from the Outlaws' performance. However, he barely made it to the parking lot when he was ambushed by reporters. The news of his relationship with Alexandra was now public, and the reporters were eager for his comments.

He looked back up at me with the corner of his lip tilted in a small smirk. It took a second before it finally struck me. Holy shit balls. How did I not notice before! He was Harold James, star quarterback for our football team. He was a big shot on campus for leading our team to multiple championships and most likely going to the NFL at the end of the school year. "Oh god. I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you!" I stammered out. I just told the star quarterback he needed to work on his throw. Kill me now. Just strike me dead right now. Harold just laughed shaking his head.

Shit. I G****e it and type in my name and Jonathan's and the local paper's page is printed with news about yesterday. "Nobody expected this: Selena Garcia, the football player's ex, is caught having an affair with the owner of a chain of gyms at a country club." Other websites, also some international ones, have something to say about last night. "Barcelona player is betrayed by girlfriend in a club in Panama.” My heart skips and for a moment I think I’m having a heart attack. One lie after another. What makes me calmer is that none of the pictures posted are different; they are always the same two they had taken last night, not that I've done anything out of the ordinary.

I said, and my brothers sat up quickly. "Please, don't tell us you accept the offer," Cole stated, and I almost laughed when I saw the expressions on their faces. "Relax, I never exoected I will end up one of the most popular celebrity in the countey when I started my football career, and after what happened between Gael and me, I don't think I will chose the same path again, maybe I will accept product endorsements, but I will never accept any offer to become an actor." I declared.

She opened her eyes like plates at the realization. “Oh my god! It's you. You're the girl who dated “The Bullet”.” “His name is Dominik Weigand” she corrected. “So… It's true! Do you know what that means?” Inquired Charlotte, excited. “No. I don't.” “I'm roommates with a football star's ex” Charlie took Sam by her hands and started skipping around. “Shhh. I don't want neither Maher nor Amir to know.” “I'm a tomb” said her friend and gave her a naughty look. “So, how is he?”

I looked at him and shook my head, and I pretended I didn't know what he was talking about as I opened my car door. "Well, I know you've got fans all over the city, and not only that, I could tell girls from the public and private schools are following you in your social media account, knowing you were the hottest guy on Astikoz Academy and the best football player, but I think they are not only interested with your football games now, they are also curious with your love life," Lennon said, while Cole was standing beside him waiting for my reaction.