A/n – Thank you to Marisa Mellark, Katwizzle & Cupcakes3633 for reviewing the last chapter

I hope you all liked it!

(Again, I don't know how many parts I'm doing as there's a lot I want to add to this part of the story so there may be another one after this)

Chapter 10: Football P2

(Ian's POV)

I'm such an idiot, and now Wanda probably hates me.

Great.

I slam the door on the way back inside after Mel said she had to get going. Kyle immediately shoved his head out of the kitchen door.

'Is that your new giiiiirlfriend?' he cooed at me in a high-pitched girly voice, he walked out into the hallway and punched me lightly on the arm, 'I gotta say, not bad man, you could have done a lot worse' he chuckled at my expression.

'No. She's not. Now lay off me and go back to your own girlfriend,' I look around over-dramatically, 'she's not here? I'm surprised she knows how to detach herself from your hip' I punch him back with more force than he used – even that didn't make him stumble.

He held up his hands in a mock-surrender, 'okay, okay. Don't get your panties in a bunch – it's about time you got yourself a girlfriend though, maybe it'd cheer you up' he shrugged his shoulders and made a hasty retreat back into the kitchen.

I didn't want to fight with him so I went upstairs and grabbed my jacket, I needed to think about what Melanie told me…I know being stuck here with my idiot of a big brother wouldn't help – plus Jodi will be round any minute; the last thing I want to hear or see is those two sucking face on the couch.

'I'm going out!' I yell as I slam the door behind me, not giving Kyle any chance to reply. Even though I was 21 this year he always see's and treats me like a child.

As I predicted, I saw Jodi's bright yellow Mini pull up right behind my truck, she hopped out – all high heels and mini skirt and strutted past me, barely seeing me as she walked into the house.
I shook my head, how could anyone find arrogance and bubble-headedness attractive?

I started to walk, not really caring which direction I took.

I knew I needed to see Wanda, and soon, to make up for the two weeks I've been ignoring her…now I wish I hadn't smashed my phone to bits so I could hear her voice in the messages Mel said she apparently left me.
Mel did give me her number again, seeing as it's now lost on the battered sim-card from my old phone. I could call her? ...but it doesn't feel right. I need to sort this out with her in person, I need to see her face again – even if she turns me away, it'll be the last chance I get.

I sighed heavily; I could see my breath in the air like smoke…winter is on its way. This weekend will be my last game I'll play before the season ends… what will I do then? I'll be held up in a house with my brother without being able to release all my pent-up emotions on football.

The worst part is I'm going to have to be at training all night tomorrow, and be at the field early Saturday before the game…giving me zero chance of seeing Wanda before Saturday evening when I'll be free – maybe I could go by her house then.

I sigh again and look up, realising I'm stood across from the diner where Jared works, it's late now, probably close to closing…I guess if I'm going to talk to him it'd better be in person too.
I could see Jared wiping down a table by the window, he stared out and saw me…no turning back now.

'Ian, I'm sorry man, I never meant to cause an argument, I was just looking out for Wanda I didn't think you'd take it that bad I didn't want to fight-' I had barely gotten through the door when he ambushed me with a well-rehearsed apology, I knew he was sorry, I also knew I had overreacted as usual.

I interrupted him by pulling him into a guy-hug and smacked him on the back. His eyes were wide when we broke apart and he was shocked speechless, 'you've got a pretty good girlfriend, you know that right?' he nodded, 'I'm glad you're finally together, maybe now you'll stop talking my ear off about her' I shoved his shoulder lightly, 'c'mon, stop gawking at me like that, we're cool…I'm sorry I threw that football at your head.'

He shrugged as though he knew he deserved it, 'at least I caught it before it ruined my beautiful face' we both laughed and I knew the fight was over, I wasn't angry at him anymore, I just needed his help with Wanda…I hoped he would have a better insight than me.

(Wanda POV)

Burn's walked me right to my door, it was getting late so he insisted; saying I shouldn't be out this late alone. I was flattered that he cared, but everything he did just reminded me of how kind Ian was to me, I couldn't seem to get him out of my mind...

I didn't loop my arm through his on the way home, I don't feel the draw to Burns like I did…or do… with Ian, or even feel the safety I do with Mel or Jared – Burns seems nice and friendly enough though, I'm glad I'll be able to spend time with him in English and year-book meetings but I know it could never be more than that.

His voice brought me back to the present, '…so maybe I could, y'know, message you about the weekend or something…' was he nervous?

'yeah sure' I pulled my old phone out of my pocket and we exchanged numbers – he left me on my doorstep saying he'd see me tomorrow, I waved when he turned around at the end of our driveway.

'And where have you been!' Mel was standing in the open doorway; she had obviously seen Burns walking me up the driveway from inside.

'sorry mom, I didn't realise how late it was,' I shuffled in passed her, 'Burns is in my yearbook group, I guess the meeting went on a little late,' for the first time I notice that the sky is getting dark outside, the lamps down our street are all shining.

Mel looked down at me with a worried look on her face, 'Mel, really I'm fine. Anyway, he's asked if I want to go to some football game this weekend – I was wondering if you and Jared wanted to join us?' Her mouth gapes open.

'Are you crazy?! What about Ian!? You're just going to date the next person who talks to you?' her eyebrows furrowed together, she looked mad. Great.

'No, it's because of yearbook – he wants to go take photos and get inspiration or something, it is in no way a date! Plus I haven't even heard from Ian, so don't throw that in my face!' I walked up and unfolded her arms, trying to stay calm, 'I would really like it if you and Jared would come with me, you'll be able to see it's not a date.'

'Fine. I'll tell Jared.' She smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. I nodded and walked upstairs…I checked my phone and still nothing from Ian – I'd look obsessed and desperate if I left anymore messages, no, if he wants to ignore me then fine, I'll ignore him right back…if he even calls me back... I knew it would be petty but he deserved it.

(A/n – Short chapter I know, but I wanted to try out Ian's POV – let me know what you think and I'll continue to update his too)