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?”

seems friendly. “Okay.” “My

“Michelle.”

clothes, and hot guys in the crowd. I tell her I don’t have money to buy anything, and she gives me a soda and a hotdog. She is kind, and I think she has a

when the game

of men, but I’m not dead-I still have urges. And all these men

Maddox.

he is a distant dream that will never happen. I’m too fucked in the head to ever have sex

are scary...

sweaty and naked

thank you. I want it, but…

sure has

roll my eyes. Friendship can be bought, and she gave me a

that you’re back?” “It’s complicated,” Addison comments. “Jason hates my guts.” “Why?”

dumb in the past. I was popular and in love with scrawny crybaby Jason. Always had a crush on him, and I showed

lied! You’re

pained smile. “We were friends before I started to bully him all through

“It

“I

shake my head. “Poor

in reality, I was madly in love with

have no

“My parents went through a divorce, and I just channeled it through becoming a bully,

need to

a snort. “Jason would kill me, Michelle. Have you looked at him lately?” she whistles lowly. “That boy is no longer a boy but a grown-ass man with one

“You’re still into Jason…

up!

literally only came to this

and talk some more through the

to zoom

the number one on his back, probably because he is the cockiest quarterback on the

him, and the view of his ass in those tight yellow pants is doing weird things

entirely out

other players with the ball pressed to the side of his

is fast for being so damn

and the announcer is yelling things, talking about Maddox,

my

Maddox, spellbound by the gigantic jerk of a football player. He jumps over that line and

next to me are

And me?

he does! “Damn,” Addison says. “Number one is hot too-I

My cheeks turn molten,

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