The Football Player's Rebel

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Tuck and Melanie had been neighbors and friends since the second grade. However, after going their separate ways their freshman year of high school, becoming parts of different cliques and having completely different interests, Tuck realizes he made a huge mistake by letting Melanie go. He soon learns that his good looks and smooth charm he uses on other girls, doesn't exactly have the same effect on Melanie. After deciding to try and win Melanie's trust and love back, Tuck realizes he has a few obstacles to overcome. One of them being his crazy ex girlfriend who can't take a hint, another being a new kid named Asher who is trying to win Melanie's affection, and lastly is a guy named Parker who's been secretly in love with Melanie for the past two years. Tuck now has some serious problems he has to face as he tries to win over the love of his rebel girl next door, after realizing he's been in love with her this entire time.

TRIGGER WARNING: THERE IS MENTION OF ATTEMPTED r**e IN THIS STORY. HOWEVER, IT IS A STORY OF OVERCOMING IT AND FEELING EMPOWERED.

"I knew you would come. You're so predictable.", Tuck says drunkenly as he smirks at me.

I roll my eyes at him, annoyed because it was cold, and he was drunk, and I was stupid for coming out here in the first place.

"Such beautiful eyes shouldn't be hidden in the back of your skull from you rolling them all the time.", he teases me as he takes another sip from his beer.

"Tuck, what do you want?", I ask him, getting irritated at his drunkenness now.

"You.", he says seriously, sitting his beer down and jumping off his tailgate, walking over to me.

I feel butterflies rise in my stomach at the one word he said. You. I get more nervous the closer he gets, thinking eventually he will stop and just talk to me. I take a couple of steps back, but he closes the distance quickly and grabs me by the waist and pulls me into him. I can smell the beer coming off of his breathe his face was so close to mine. His sandalwood cologne he has on, meaning he was probably at a party earlier tonight. I look down, now embarrassed by the way he is looking at me and how close we are to one another. It is so intimate. It feels so right. I'm ashamed by how he is making me feel after everything I had went through to forget him.

"Look at me, Mel.", Tuck whispers, his hot breathe hitting my face.

I slowly lift my head and look into his green eyes. His face is soft, not as serious as it was earlier this evening when he was apologizing to me. The way he is looking at me, it's like he doesn't care whether I forgive him or not, that he's going to take me anyway.