Page 46 of Heart of Gold
I want to see you, Quinn.
Daisy
Ok…
Ok?
Daisy
Yeah, ok. Let’s go out.
Or stay in. I know you like to stay home.
Maybe I’m in love.
It’s crazy how your entire world can change in a day. Hell, even a few hours. This morning when I woke up, the only thing in my future was football. Now, ten hours later, when I think about my future it’s not the next game. Not the next practice or workout. The only thing I can picture is Quinn.
All I want to do is get to know her better.
“What the fuck happened out there?” Remi says as Levi drags in behind him. They both just got home from the game.
I shrug and Levi tosses his backpack into a chair beside me, “You should call dad. He said he tried calling you.”
I nod, “Ok. I will.”
Remi opens the fridge and pulls a box of leftovers out. “Coach is pissed.”
I run my hands down my face, “I know. I’m surprised I haven’t heard from him.”
“You will,” Levi snaps. “You won’t like what he has to say.”
I raise my brow, “What do you know?”
“Just don’t worry about it, Gavin. I’m sure you don’t even care.”
I sit up straight and stare at him, “What is that supposed to mean.”
He stands up and starts walking to his room, shutting the door loudly behind him.
Okay… he’s pissed too.
“What’s his problem?” I ask Remi as he stuffs his face with leftover pulled pork.
He gives me a look that says “Come on now” and speaks, “He’s mad, Gav. He won’t say it but let’s be real. He wishes he could still be out there.”
I slam my fist into the coffee table, “You think I don’t wish that? I would do anything to be able to give that to him!”
Remi holds up his hands, “Listen don’t shoot the messenger. I’m just saying, take a second to think about how he feels.”
I do think about that, I think about it every single damn day. I would give football up in a second for Levi to be able to play in my spot.
Remi tosses the remainder of the left overs in the trash and shrugs, “Just don’t take it for granted.”
I want to argue with him, I want to tell him that I don’t give a flying fuck about football anymore, and the only reason I still play is because of Levi. But I don’t.
The last thing I need is mass hysteria when everyone finds out I’d rather be doing something other than football.
Without football, there is no college. I keep reminding myself of that little fact everytime I step onto the field.
