#collegejocks!wolfpack

You’ve been a fan of their team ever since you were a little girl and watched the games on tv as well as in person with your family. It's also the same college your dad graduated from, therefore you would always be updated with the latest news of what is going on between scores. Nerves were tingling as the days went by. The boys were play-fighting more often as they continued exchanging insults towards the other team in a sportful way. You just sit in the middle of their couch enjoying your favorite beverage before they all turn their attention to you. “Hey, you’ll be at the games right, Y/N?” Seth asked excitedly, sitting next to you with his eyes glowing so bright you almost went blind. You took an extra few seconds longer to part from your drink as you pulled out a smile. “Yeah, of course I’ll be there, I wouldn’t miss it!” Hearing that answer, that got all the boys to start hugging you and some teasing going around about how you’ll be cheering for them in the stadium. 

“Say, if you’re not doing anything tomorrow, wanna stop by and watch us practice?” Jared asked, before stuffing his mouth with a bag of chips. “Sure why not? What time?” 

“Three in the afternoon.” Embry responded, he pulled out his phone to double check and thankfully he was correct. You smile slightly dropped, “Oh umm at three? Maybe? I’ll see hehe” Great! At three?! That was when you were going to see your team practice. The boys all gave each other curious gazes before pointing their attention back at you. “I thought you had nothing going on tomorrow?” Quil poked at you curiously. “Well I forgot I had a meeting with an old acquaintance.” Your sweating bullets and the boy could sense something was off. “Alright, what are you hiding?” Jake says as he raises a brow. 

“Nothing.” You tried sounding calm as possible but with six jocks staring at you intently would make anyone start shaking nervously. “Yeah right, spit it out!” Embry leans his body weight on the couch. “Really, I’m not!” It was clear no one believed your bluff. “Well then… I guess you're not leaving till you tell us!” Paul announced as he put his entire body weight on you. “Oh my god! Get off me, Lahote! You're heavy!” He just laughs at your dramatic antics. “Guys come on, I really do have nothing to hide!” Unsatisfied with your answer, Paul stayed where he was anchoring you from escaping, the guys just sat around the couch and started playing a movie. As you sit there losing circulation in your legs, your phone starts buzzing. Unfortunately, you couldn’t see who it was due to Paul still comfortably laying on your lap. “Can you get off now?” You groaned tiredly. “Nope.” 

“Seth, can you pass me my phone?” You begged and the boy relented only to have the device snatched out his hands. “Ooh who’s texting you at this late hour? You got a boyfriend we all don’t know about?” Jared joked as he turned the screen over to look at the name of the person. “Pretty Boy?!” He screamed, baffled that you would have someone under that nickname. “Damn?! Who is he?” Jake pressed on with the question. “I’m not telling!” You crossed your arms over your chest as you turned to look the other way. Right in that perfect moment, your savior has arrived. “What’s going on? What are you boys doing?!” Oh how you are happy to hear that familiar authoritative tone. 

“Sam! Please help!” You cried out. “Paul, get off her. And what are you guys doing fooling around at this hour when we have a big game in the next three days?” Saddened but obeying, Paul parted ways with your lap. “I think I should get going!” You declared, only to nearly fall to the ground from the lack of blood flow in your legs. “Woah there! I gotcha!” Seth assured. “Thank you!” After a few minutes, you dashed out of their dorm to get back to yours. As you made it into your door, your phone buzzed. It was Jake. “This isn’t over yet!” You read, you shook your head. What a bunch of knuckleheads? Well they were only half correct. Pretty boy was Silas Moore, the star and lead player of your favorite team. His skills, sportsmanship, and personality are the best of the best has ever seen. You’ve only ever met him three times out of the semester (thanks to your dad’s connections) but he still gave you his contact. His teammates teased him about him having no one supporting him which was shut down after you fiery told them that you’ll be there for him. A bunch of good hearty laughs came out of that. 

As you were lost in thought, thinking back about those precious encounters, your phone was buzzing you back into reality. “Hmm? OH SHIT! H-Hello?” You answered, holding the phone closely to your ear. “Hey, is everything alright? Just wanted to make sure you can make it to our practice tomorrow? If you’re still down, I can come pick you up. Just let me know what time I can come around?” Your brain malfunctioned for a second. “Yeah of course! Ummm I guess… two in the afternoon. Oh wait! I forgot but umm don’t park your car in front of my campus. Just park three blocks away and text me when you’re here! I’ll come over as soon as I can! But thank you, Silas!” You finally let out that breath as you heard him chuckling in amusement. “Alrighty, Y/N. Sleep tight. Bye!” Then he hung up. 

Now you’re just rushing to get into your bathroom to prepare for bed knowing that if you don’t wake up early the boys would definitely come looking for you. Rejuvenated and refreshed, you hit the bed with alarms all set. It felt like an eternity before you heard the first alarm go off, you immediately sprang into action to get yourself ready. Less than ten minutes later, you were locking your door and running out of your dorm. Before completely leaving campus grounds you sent the guys a text. “Hey I’m not going to be on campus today. Feel free to update me with anything interesting! Love ya guys!” 

At last, two o’clock finally hit, Silas was calling you. “Hey where are you at?” You asked. He got out of his car to wave at you. There he was. You ran to him with caution across the street to greet him and he excitedly greeted you back. Soon the two of you got into his car and drove off. It was a matter of minutes when you guys stopped at a fast food chain, “Sorry, gotta get the guys some food.” 

“No worries, I can wait in the car.” He fashioned an apologetic smile as he ran into the restaurant hoping to make this a quick stop. Right as you sat in his car, you couldn’t help eyeing every car that was driving in and out of the parking lot. And what luck do you have to spot Jake’s freakin pickup truck with all the boys inside. “Seriously?!” You started reclining your chair as low as you could. Thankfully, due to where Silas parked, they couldn’t really see you. They all energetically walked their way to the door as loud as they typically are. While waiting for the coast to be clear, Silas returned with bags of food to find you in this odd manner. “I’m sorry it t-ook so long? Is everything okay?” He asked while putting the bags in the back seats. “Yeah! Yeah totally fine!” You start to bring the chair back to where it was originally as the ignition started again. 

As he was pulling out, you saw Quil running out obnoxiously to then hop into the back of the truck to get his sweater. Luckily, you guys didn’t make eye contact. So many close calls! “So you're excited for the big game?” You asked but you knew his answer since he’s been talking about it ever since he got into the team. “How could I not? This was a dream come true! Nothing better!” A few miles more and you made it to an enormous stadium. You got out of the car and helped him with the heavy bags even though he insisted that he can carry all of it by himself. But your stubbornness won in the end. 

“Aaay is that Y/N I see?” Daxton, Silas’s best man, chanted across the field. As close as you are to the boys, these guys are just as close even though you only ever hung out three times. “Woah! Long time no see, how ya doing?” Kylo cheered. They all stopped what they were doing to say hello. Their coach didn’t mind since he was friend’s with your dad. “So who are you going to root for during the games?” Fabien asked teasingly. “The coyotes of course.” That was the answer he was expecting but it lacks energy. “I’m sorry you said what?” Fabien asked again, holding his hand near his ear to be extra dramatic. “THE COYOTES!!” You screamed as loud and as passionate as they imagined. “HELL YEAH!! THAT’S RIGHT THE COYOTES!!! WOO! WOO! WOO!!” This made the entire group start roaring, chanting their victory already like a bunch of kids. This is what you loved about the sport, not really about the teams, more about how connected everyone was. 

“Enough lazing around, get back to practicing!” Their coach yelled as he clapped his hands. “Glad to see you again.” He tipped his baseball cap as he went to a different corner to supervise the other players. “Wish me luck?” Silas jokes, with his gear and helmet on, off to the fields he goes to grab the ball. 

Three days later… 

Today was a big day. Everyone’s rushing to the stadium to get into their seats with their sports attire, face paint, and chants ready to go. Before you headed to your seat, you had to go see your boys before they went out into the fields. “Awww look who’s here?” Jared called out. All the boys turned their gazes to you. “Y/N, YOU MADE IT!” Seth ran towards you to give you the warmest hug he can offer. “Already here to congratulate us I see?” Paul asked playfully. You shook your head, “Well, we’ll see about that.” Grinning evilly. “What, you don’t think we’ll win?” Embry says as he gets his gear better fitted. “Like I said we’ll see.” With that, you wish them all luck and beg them to try not to get injured playing a game that will last for a short while. They didn’t make any promises but they sure will try. Afterwards, you stormed to your lucky seat, a seat closest to the field to watch the players. 

One by one the boys on each team got out jumping with anticipation as they looked out into the crowds cheering for them. The boy's smile soon turned into frowns of betrayal. There you were sitting on the side of the stadium, and worse wearing one of the enemy’s teams jerseys. An anvil crashed on top of all of them as they saw you cheering for the other team. The game was brutal, both teams were giving it more than a hundred percent. In the end the wolves lost to the coyotes by a point, the blow was devastating to your fellow campus members but you were floored. “WE DID IT!!!” They screamed at their fans and Silas thanked you. 

You turned your gaze to the boys, their helmets were off as they were gasping for air. All equally tired but disappointed when they made eye contact with you. They shook their heads, this will be a long ride home to your dorm. 

The day after…