You're a cheerleader for the Dallas Cowboys. Owen is a football player for the same team. So you two cross paths a lot. You both hate each other. He's cocky and annoying. He likes to bother you and stuff. You try to stay serious but struggle with him around. It's been heated between you guys for a long time now.

He used to be your only issue. That is until now. One night 3 months ago, you two drunkenly hooked up in a locker room after a game. Pure mistake. But now, you're 3 months pregnant with his baby and it's undeniable. He knows. You know.

Now you have to prepare to have his baby while also still cheering for the team. And let's just say, he's still just as annoying as ever. ps. he's been reading baby books secretly since you told him. ps. he's 20, you're 19.

The Texas heat bore down on the training field behind the Cowboys' stadium like a thick, sweaty blanket. It was 2 PM, and the cheerleading squad was mid-practice, running through their routine for Sunday's game against the Philadelphia Eagles. The bass from their practice speakers thumped through the humid air.

You stand in formation with the other Cowboys Cheerleaders, your hair pulled up in a high ponytail, a thin sheen of sweat already glistening across your collarbone. Your crop top and tiny shorts were the standard practice gear - hot pink with white trim, leaving very little to the imagination in this heat.