Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Michelle

I’m so out of place. I came to watch Maddox’s football game but didn’t realize the stadium would be so PACKED with people.

My nerves are jittering around, and I’m close to puking.

I’ve never once before went to one of these games. My heart is racing, and I think I might be sick AND broke.

Stupid as I am, I bought the ticket with my own money, and now I’m surrounded by shouting and whistling fans.

I didn’t realize this game would be so huge. Outside the stadium, children were getting their faces painted. There is a freaking orchestra playing music, and I’m staring at some girls holding up these banderoles.

It feels like I’ve stepped into a movie.

A trio of good-looking blonde women with colors painted on their faces holds up this thing that says, “WE WANT MADDOX’S BABIES!!”

I find that sickening to write since they don’t know him.

But maybe that kind of thing is normal to write?

Further down, another says, “Jason, call me!!”

Sighing, I sink into my seat. Maddox offered me a ticket for a better seat, but I said no since I thought its too early to sit with his parents.

Next to me, a girl leans forward. “Aren’t you excited?” Is she talking to me?

I blink, and she turns my way. 

She is pretty, blonde, and blue-eyed with pink cheeks and a warm smile. Her clothes are bright pastel, and her hair is caught in two buns with sparkly hairpins.

Sailor Moon?

Realizing she is waiting for an answer, I swallow. “Y-yeah… I guess you could say that. This is the first game I’ve ever been to.”

“Really?” The girl beams at me. She has braces, the only flaw to her otherwise perfect pretty girl appearance. “I’ve been to plenty of them myself since I know someone on the team.”

“Oh..” I blink repeatedly. I’ve never had friends, but I want the conversation to continue. So I force myself to talk “Who is the person that you know?”

“Jason Deluca. He is a linebacker and plays for the Dashing Devils. We are childhood friends.”

I smile. “I have no idea who that is.”

“He wears number fifty,” she says. “I will point at him when they run out of the field, okay?”

“Okay.” “My name

“Michelle.”

hotdog. She is kind, and I think she has a crush on Jason. . The problem? Jason doesn’t know Addison is back in town. She is secretly here to check him out with the binoculars she brought. In case she would make a friend, she

the game

but I’m not dead-I still have urges. And

Maddox.

he is a distant dream that will never happen. I’m too fucked in the head to ever have sex again. Not that I’ve tried, but… I

are

acceptable, but getting sweaty and naked with someone?

thank you. I want it,

my,” Addison comments and giggles. “Jason sure has grown himself a fine

eyes. Friendship can

him that you’re back?” “It’s complicated,” Addison

let’s just say I was young and dumb in the past. I was popular and in love with scrawny crybaby Jason. Always had a crush on him, and I showed it in the form of

“You lied! You’re

me a pained smile. “We were friends before I

“It gets

“I was terrible to

my

know, I know! I called Jason horrible things like fat and ugly, and in reality, I was madly in love with him. Well, crushing on him… Anyway, there is no excuse for the shitty

have no excuse at

a divorce, and I just channeled it through becoming a bully,

need to apologize to

me, Michelle. Have you looked at him lately?” she whistles lowly.

“You’re still into Jason… I guess

laughs. “Shut up! I’m not into

to this game

both laugh and talk some more through the beginning of

the binoculars to zoom

is wearing the number one on his back, probably because he is

pants is doing weird things to

out of

players with

for

yelling things, talking about Maddox, and making people

gets my adrenaline

Maddox, spellbound by the gigantic jerk of a football player.

the girls next to me

And me?

tingles while my chest fills with pride. Maddox is amazing at what he does! “Damn,” Addison says. “Number

My cheeks turn molten,

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