Again I have no idea where the inspiration for this story came from. I guess it's a combination of missing Ty/Bay and at the same time really enjoying the current season. This will be a multi-chapter story.

Bay:

The rays of sunshine hit my face and I slowly opened my eyes. I lifted my right hand to shield them from the light, then winced when I felt the hard fabric of the bandage rubbing against them.

Slightly disoriented from the deep sleep I had been in, I tried to turn in the small bed and felt a body lying next to me. I turned around and saw Tank.

With a smile I remembered the events of last night. I had been invited to a frat party at Tank's dorm and had drunk a couple of beers, much to his displeasure. However, Tank was a big old cuddly bear and at one bat of my eyes he forgave me every sin.

Kathryn had left on another trip to New York and John was at Toby's house, so it had not been hard for me to make-up an excuse to stay with Tank.

Slightly embarrassed I remembered making some sort of advance on him, which he must have rejected as both of us were in our clothes. Probably for the better, as we had only kissed for the first time two days ago.

Stretching in the tiny bed I turned towards him and wrapped my arm around his wide chest. Leaning over I pecked his lips playfully.

Tank stirred and opened his eyes, blinking in confusion for the fraction of a second before letting a smile spread over his face.

"Well hello there doll, what a pleasant surprise to be woken-up like this."

I heard his deep voice with the fake New York accent and started laughing. Maybe Tank had been right when he said he would be good for me. I hadn't been this happy since I had found out about the art course in Berlin. I had been so over the moon then and only two days later everything had come crashing down around me. I shook my head to get Ty's image out of there. It hurt so much to think about him.

Tank pulled me towards him for another kiss. I happily complied. Then I just had to ask him.

"Tank, did anything happen last night?" I could feel the heat in my cheeks.

Tank looked at me with a serious expression.

"Bay, you are truly something else, I have never been in bed with someone so adventurous before."

I felt the heat in my cheeks even more and hid my face behind my hands.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry, I can't remember anything. I feel awful, how embarrassing, you probably never want to see me again."

I heard Tank's deep throated laugh.

"Nothing happened doll, I managed to resist your advances. Though next time I will most certainly not…!"

I let out an audible sign of relief and punched him playfully.

"You are a nasty piece of work Mr. Miles, and to think you had me fooled."

"Yes Bay, and to think that those three beers could have gotten you so drunk that you believe it, is something else. Will you listen to me next time?"

I felt his hand stroking my back and I moved closer to him. He was so big that I felt like a fragile piece of glass next to him. He made me feel safe. I felt him shift and look at me.

"You certainly look hung-over. Are you feeling ok?"

I lifted my head and smiled at him.

"I feel great."

Just as I said it I felt the bile rising in my stomach. I covered my mouth with my hand.

"Uh..oh…where's the bathroom, I'm feeling sick." I croaked.

""You'll never make it there, hold on."

I heard him rustle and then he was holding his trash can under my nose. I was terribly embarrassed.

"Bay, let go. I live in a frat house, I've seen much worse than this."

And with that I did and vomited into the bin. Tank held the hair away from my face and passed me a tissue. I came up for air.

"This is just great, on our first night together you have to see me like this." I panted.

Then the next wave of nausea hit me.

"Get it all out Bay and don't go to school if you don't feel like it." I heard Tank's voice next to me.

"I have to go, it's already suspicious enough that I haven't slept at home. I look a mess."

"You are the most beautiful person I've ever seen puking." Tank winked at me.

"I couldn't feel more sick or embarrassed right now." I said jokingly.

Funny enough this was one of these mortifying situations, however I wasn't feeling bad about it. Tank was just that kind of guy.

"Can I ask my lovely girlfriend out on a date tonight? I would like to say diner, but looking at you right now it might not be the wisest of plans."

I smiled at him.

"Let's call it a date then, can you collect me at 7?"

"It's a date!" Tank winked at me.

Tank:

I got out of bed and started gathering my clean clothes and headed for the shower. I whistled on the way there, feeling happy as I hadn't in years. It was still like something of a dream to me, that beautiful Bay had actually kissed me and seemed to want me as her boyfriend.

While I had no high hopes since the beginning, it had still felt like I had been punched in the gut when she told me that she wanted to be friends.

I was in a total state of shock when she kissed me in her bedroom and I still felt bad for having made her feel like I didn't want her, even if it was for the briefest of moments.

I didn't know anything about the scoundrels she had dated before, but it made me want to punch them so hard for having cheated on that amazing girl. On the other hand I couldn't help but feel a bit of glee as otherwise she would never have ended up with me.

There was still the cloud of the luau hanging over our heads, and while she seemed to be accepting of the fact that I had to fight for my rank in my fraternity, I knew that she hadn't forgiven me. My father would positively skin me alive if I left it for a girl. But at this moment I felt that it was worth it if it came to that.

Immersed in my thoughts I hadn't even realized that I had showered, changed and packed my books ready to head off to class.

I smiled and reminded myself that this could never happen to me while playing football, otherwise I would be kicked off the team immediately. Talk about being off my game.

I walked into the classroom 5 minutes late. It was packed. I looked around trying to find an empty seat and saw that the only seat available was next to that Mary-Beth girl.

I winced inwardly when I saw the thunderous expression on her face and stopped in my tracks.

"Coming late is a grave offence as it is, actually standing there and interrupting my class is a recipe for being thrown out."

I registered the voice of the professor and quickly made my way to the empty seat. I quickly sat down and smiled apologetically at Mary-Beth. In response she moved her chair as far from me as possible moving her papers along as with her.

"Great" I thought to myself "Just great"

When I thought it couldn't possibly get any worse, I heard the voice of the professor in the distance.

"Now I want you to turn to the person on your left and work on a solution to the problem on page 32 together. You have 30 minutes."

I heard Mary-Beth moan loudly next to me in protest and I found myself glancing at my wrist, hoping that my watch had miraculously moved to the other hand, effectively making my left hand my right hand.

It hadn't so I turned towards my "partner".

"Look, I'm really sorry about what happened. Please believe me that I had nothing to do with it." I raised my hands apologetically.

Mary-Beth just scoffed at me.

"I saw Bay on campus this morning." She said.

"Okaaay, did you talk to her?"

I felt slightly flushed and loosened the collar of my constricting polo shirt.

"She spent the night with you."

"Look, she did, but nothing happened."

I didn't really know why I was telling this girl I had never met about my newly acquired love life.

"I can't believe she's dating you after what happened."

"Listen, Mary-Beth is it? I told you I'm sorry, it wasn't my idea and I find it horrible and I wasn't going to the luau."

"Yes, but you also didn't do anything to stop it."

"I can't ok. Can we please focus on this page?"

Mary-Beth looked up and down at me, taking in my entire form. Looking at her face behind those studious looking glasses, she made me feel self-conscious.

"What do you know about Bay's ex boyfriends?" I heard her ask.

"Nothing apart from that they hurt her." I felt the anger come back.

"Right" I saw Mary-Beth nodding to herself.

"So, is there anything else to know?" I asked unnerved.

Mary-Beth seemed lost in thought for a second.

"Can I have your e-mail address?" She asked me.

I shook my head and scribbled it on her book page. She definitely was an odd one.

"Great." She said and started working on the page that we had to do.

For 20 minutes we managed to maintain an icy cordiality until we had found the solution for the problem in front of us.

Once the class was over I saw Mary-Beth quickly packing all her books and fumbling with her phone.

I got-up from my chair and placed my backpack over my shoulder.

"See you round, I guess." I really didn't have anything else to say.

I was dumbfounded when I saw her smiling sweetly at me.

"Sure, I've just e-mailed you."

I walked out of the classroom quite confused and made my way to the locker rooms for football practice.

I changed and shifted my focus to the upcoming try-outs. It wasn't until two hours later that I had showered and was sitting in the locker room with a towel around my waist that I remembered the mysterious e-mail.

I punched the combination into my locker and picked-up my phone. I saw that Bay had texted me.

Feeling better diner does not seem that bad of an idea right now

I smiled and texted her back

Happy to hear 7 PM it is

I saw that I had two e-mails and quickly located the one from Mary-Beth with the title Last Summer.

I opened it and glanced quickly over what she had written.

Dear Tank, is it?

Just wanted to share with you a picture I took last summer down at Bay's parents' house, while we were all hanging out by the pool. That's Ty by the way, Bay's ex-boyfriend. He's currently in Afghanistan defending our country.

Wishing you many more happy luaus.

Mary-Beth

I knew that I shouldn't open the photo, that nothing good would come out of it. Yet I did and my fears were confirmed.

I saw Bay in the most unflattering brown bathing suit standing next to a guy, who must have jumped straight out of GQ. His skin was glistening in the sun and Bay's hand was resting on the most defined abs I'd ever laid my eyes on. And hey, I've been playing football for years, so I've seen my share of naked male torsos.

As if that image wasn't distressing enough, the look of happiness on their faces added to the nausea I was feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I made the additional mistake of looking up and staring straight into the mirror. There hadn't been a time when I had felt more self-conscious about my body. I wasn't fat per se, just extremely big boned. I'd always been like this, ever since I was a child, and while I would've never been a gymnast, I had always felt that my body was made for football.

I stood up and checked the small flab in my abdominal area. I looked at the photo again and couldn't bring myself to delete it. How would I ever manage to take off my shirt in front of Bay after her last experience had been with GI Joe

I slowly got dressed and left the locker room slamming the door on the way out.

So I have no idea yet, where I'm going with this story. Let me know if you liked it.