Link had grabbed whatever he brought to meet Rhett at the park with, and chucked it at him as he got up off the bench. It was a football that directly hit him in the gut. Rhett doubled over in pain. I gasped, but started laughing. Link looked over at me a smirked.

"Are we gonna play football?" I asked with a small giggle hidden in my voice.

"HA," a struggled sound leaves Rhett's mouth, as he stands straighter. He finally recovered from the hit. "Girls CAN'T play football!"

"Oh really?" I say, walking towards him.

"Yeah!" He replied, scrunching his eyebrows together. I walk even closer. Probably too-close-for-comfort for Rhett. I get up in his face, even though I'm a nearly a foot smaller than him. I smirk evilly.

"But I know that I can!" I say softly, but loud enough to get through Rhett's mind. He (fake) sighs loudly, obviously too tired to keep arguing with a girl he just met. I smile and turn around to walk away, but I step on the ball. I bend down to pick it up. I honestly haven't touched a football in a few months. "Catch this, Link." I say. He nods. I take a breath and throw the ball to him, adding some spin to it my turing my hand ever so slightly at the last second.

It flew amazing in the air. It looked like an NFL star threw it! I was in awe at my own throw, as were Rhett and Link. Rhett snapped out and yelled at Link to "Catch the freaking ball!"

Link looked like an NFL star catching the pass! A large smile was plastered across his face, for he was even amazed that he caught it. I laughed. I soon felt a body rush passed me. I turn my head to find Rhett, running straight for Link.

"THIS IS TACKLE FOOTBALL!" He yells while sprinting. I smiled. I watched Rhett quickly and unexpectedly tackle Link, who was just as surprised as I was. It was a hilarious scene to watch.

Link and I were on a team together for a while, but I was always scared of Rhett attempting to tackle me, so I was always the quarterback, while Link was the receiver.

"Can we change it up a bit?" Rhett complained, with a hint of a whine traveling in his deep voice.

"Fine." I say. Now I become the receiver on Rhett's team. It has transformed into Rhett + Me against Link.

The first play was a blast! I ran right past Link, who wasn't really trying. When I was catching my breath and getting ready to set up. I pushed him lightly, giving him the hint that I want a challenge. He nodded, understanding our mental conversation.

"HIKE," Rhett yelled, standing up straighter to look for me, the receiver. He passed it. I had to jump a little to catch it properly. I began running as fast as my short legs could run while wearing high-waisted jean shorts. I laughed when running, but I ran into a body, which caused us to both roll a bit on the slanted park ground. Whoever it was, he was hovering over me while my eyes were shut. I gained the courage to open them, to find Link, hovering over me, each of his hands on the grass next to my shoulders. His face was so close to my face. He smiled and let out an awkward chuckle. I felt my face feel even hotter than before. My cheeks feel as if they are on fire. Nothing I haven't felt before.

I couldn't help but examine his handsome face when looking up at him. I was noticing more than I thought a human could ever see on another person's face. I never knew how extravagant just another person's face could be.

Link's lips were so beautiful.

As well as his eyes, glimmering in the small amount of sunlight left in the day.

His smile was bright and enlightening, which always formed a smile on my face.

His short ever so slightly swept to the side on top of his head.

Every feature on his face was perfect.

I wasn't just swooning in my mind over his perfect face that I've admired since the beginning. I felt something different, and it's a feeling I haven't truly felt since before my dad had passed away.

...love.