Hey guys I'm back with Part 2 :)

Congratz to Delena1101 who got the name of the song right! It is indeed "Thinking Out Loud" by Ed Sheeran! Also to dragonrider1234 as well since you also have got it right :)

I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT FOOTBALL so please forgive me if I got any detail wrong!

"1 minutes and 16 seconds, hang in there! We got this guys! Now, I want..." Fury's voice faded as Steve squeezed the plastic bottle, aimed right at his dried mouth. He glanced to the left, at the small figure that is currently handing out drinks to his opponents. Her eyes became crescent moons when she smiled at the players, her plumped lips moved, perhaps cheering on the players, and never for a second, she let the corners of her mouth drop.

"Rogers! Are you listening!" The hard slap on the back of his neck brought him back to reality, he flushed, but it was hidden well under the helmet, no one found out he was daydreaming due to the beautiful girl on the opposite half of the stadium.

Steve stood up, along followed by his teammates.

"ALRIGHT BOYS! LET'S DO THIS! 1,2,3, CIVIL!"

Everyone back onto the field, the game resumed. After two downs, the Civil team has the ball at the 30 yard line. Steve carefully exchanged signals with his trusty receivers, Sam and his best friend James. The trio had been together since elementary school and the synergy between them is inevitable. One sign, both James and Sam knew what Steve wanted to do in order to bring the trophy home.

Twenty seconds on the timer. Civil is two points behind. Steve bit his bottom lip, sweat drops rolled down from his forehead, onto his long lashes. He blinked and turned to look at his coach, making sure there is not switch of plan. Steve gripped the ball hard between his fingers.

Steve's voice echoed the entire field as the game resume. The offense collided against the defense, everyone on the field was neck to neck, shoulder to shoulder, taking down the other side to win the trophy is their mutual goal. Steve could see his buddies started dashing to the end of the field, he backed up a few step to prepare for a fuller toss, yet Marvel's defense lineup managed to get through Civil's, and from the corner of his eyes, Steve saw player Number 16 jumped towards him, readying to take him down. He shifted his position, twisted his body, dodged the tackle, and threw the football across the field.

The ball drew a beautiful horizontal line before landing in the hands of the running Bucky, followed by Number 60 from Marvel's. Steve held back his breath as he saw how fast the player caught up to his friend, he was praying that James would cross the touchdown line before getting tackled into the ground.

"Please." Steve murmured under his breathe.

And Bucky never let him down.

Everything was like a blur to Steve. He was tackled by his teammates, hugged by coaches, thrown up into the mid air along with Bucky, and kissed by the cheerleaders before headed for the change room.

That's when he saw her, again.

All the Marvel's players sat down onto their bench who were either rubbing their eyes, letting out frustrated growls, or having a serious look on their face. She smiled warm and big for those players, padded all of the players on their shoulders and gave a few players her sincere hugs.

"What you staring at?" Bucky's voice startled him, making Steve jumped at the spot, and blushed like a kid got caught stealing cookie from a jar.

"Not...nothing."

"Oh Punk, You do know that you stutter every time when you tried to lie right?" Bucky winked at him, "now, which hot Marvel cheerleader girl you were staring at? The blonde? The brunette? Or the ginger?"

Steve shook his head at all of Bucky'a answer, wrapped his arm around Bucky's neck.

"Let's just go and change. Me, you and Sam celebrate? Or you thinking going to the party?" Steve tried to remove his attention from the red head, but he just couldn't when she smiled worriedly and wiped away sweat from a player's hair.

"Don't switch the subject, Punk." Bucky followed Steve's eyesight, and whistled, "Wow, you got your eyes on her! Damn, she's got such a fine ass!"

"Buck! Don't talk like that!" Steve smacked his best friend at the chest.

"Alright alright! But, dude, your eyes are filled with hearts when you look at her! Why don't you go and ask her out?" Bucky nudged Steve's side with his elbow.

"No way! This is not a good time and you know how I'm with girls..." Steve buried his face into his palm, letting out a frustrated groan, "anyway, jerk, you up for pizza at my house then?"

"As long as you make it two boxes for me."

"Deal."

At Steve's house...

The boys have devoured the four boxes of pizza, with Bucky got his promised second box. With eyes glued to the TV screen, Sam surprised Steve as he passed Steve's Luigi with his Toad.

"So, James told me that you had love sick puppy eyes over a girl from Marvel."

"No I don't. Focus on the game or you are gonna lose."

"No I ain't. So the red head huh? I know her."

Steve kept his mouth shut as he tried to remain focus on the race, but his brain was screaming for Sam to offer more information on that gorgeous girl.

"Do inform us, Birdy." Bucky shoved another slice of pizza as he watched Steve's cart drifted in all direction due to the banana peel on the track.

"Well, I met her at Tony's party last year."

"What the hell! You went to a party and never brought us along?! I smell betrayal here!" Bucky received a deadly glare from Steve as he spoke with his mouth full.

"Well, neither of you were available that night. You were with some girl from junior, and then Steve was at the art contest across town." Sam's body twisted along with his cart drifted through the hairpin curve, "Anyways, her name is Natasha Romanoff, she is the football team manager, one of the player on the team is her brother, called Barton I think? She is pretty, man, those curves, so hot, damn!"

"Hey, it's rude to talk like that." Steve protested as he sent out a missile.

"She is not even your girlfriend and you are so protective already, that's cute." Bucky teased while pulled out his cellphone, "guess what?"

"Huh?" Both Steve and Sam didn't bother to look away from the ongoing game.

"I got you into the Marvel's prom so you can meet your girl!" Bucky wiggled his phone at Steve, caused the game to pause, "Stark said it's fine but only if you help him getting his girl."

"What have you got me into..." Steve groaned, but Sam convinced him it might be a great chance for him, to know other girls as well. At last, Steve agreed and texted Tony Stark back personally, joining his plan.

Now...

Steve Rogers had never felt this nervous. And probably never will in his entire life. The silence between them agonized him, left him helplessly awaits for her answer.

"No."

It felt like eternity until she said her answer. Steve Rogers had never felt this defeated in his life. Averted from those emerald eyes, he let go of her shoulders. He wanted to say "it's alright" but found his throat dried. Luck was never there for him when it comes to girls.

Just as Steve thought Natasha was going to run as fast as she could to flee from this awkwardness, she surprised him.

"But we can go back inside and dance."

Steve looked up, saw something different than the warm smile that he loves.

It was a playful smirk.

And he thought that was hundred times hotter than her hourglass figure, thousand times prettier than her flawless complexions, and...

Made him fell million times harder than when he first saw her at the football games.

A/N: Thank you for reading, faving, following and reviewing! All of those keeps me away from my depression :) I know the focus of this two shot is kind of odd...please forgive me. I find the last part really cute, I laughed so hard when I wrote it down :)

Another challenge of the week! See if you can guess who are the players Number 16 and 60 from Marvel! Have to get both of them to win! AND Winner gets his/her own one shot.

With love to everyone! :D See you next update :)