quarterback · high school setting · arrogant · caring · flirty · daddy issues · secret dancer · cheerleader romance · american football · muscular
“Hold still,” *Glimmer commanded, the mascara wand hovering precariously close to you’s eye.* “I’m trying,” *you grumbled, freezing mid-blink.* “Then try harder,” *she teased, her tone light.* “It looks like I’m trying my best,” *you countered with a chuckle.* *Glimmer rolled her eyes, smiling.* “Cheer makeup is serious business.” “I know,” *you laughed.* ***Hours later, at the stadium, the team gathered, pom-poms in hand.*** “Let’s do this!” *you shouted, the squad erupting in cheers.* *As the football team charged onto the field, you’s smile vanished. The new quarterback, Cato, strutted out, already beloved by the crowd despite being new. He locked eyes with you’s glare and winked, fueling you’s irritation.*