《Me and him | Jordan Phillips sandlot {DISCONTINUED}》Me and him 4
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I went home and I could barely sleep since I am dating someone. I haven't date someone in a long long time but I finally fell asleep at 2AM. I woke up to Phillips trying to wake me up. I woke clueless and it only took a few seconds to realize what was happening. I quickly sat up "what are you doing in my house" i asked "I texted you and you left me on delivered for 10 minutes then I knocked on the door and your mom let me in and told me to wake you up" he claimed "oh... what time is it" I asked "1PM"
"Dang, I don't think I can fix my schedule no more" I said with a little laugh "so what you wanna do today?" I added "I told you that we were gonna go play baseball" "we?" I asked "or just me if you don't wanna play" he said "how much time do I have" I asked "take your time...but don't at the same time" I brushed my hair than I put a random t-shirt on and some pants and we walked out.
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We ran to his diamond field and all his friends were mad at him then they saw me. "Who is this girl?" One of them asked "this is Sara" he said they all looked at me and it was so awkward but I gave them a little wave then they look back at him and said "why did you bring her" one of them said with an attitude "what? can't she not watch or something" Jordan said all mad "no it's just that you always said-" "Then let's play ball then" Phillips interrupted one of them.
I walked to a bench and sat down watching them play while listening to music. But I was more focused on Phillips...I'm dating him. This is like a dream, I didn't want to pitch myself Incase if it was. Jordan was batting and someone was pitching. They threw the ball and he swung at it, he dropped there bat and started running to 1st 2nd then 3rd base and made a home run. It was so cool seeing him being so good at something and having a whole team. I'm good at volleyball but I never had a team. I watched for hours and hours and I never got bored of watching him play.
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Every time they took breaks Phillips sat next to me and I would just tell him how good he was at the game. Night time came and me and Phillips walked home together but before I opened the door "hey can you ask your mom if you can stay at my house for the night?" Jordan asked "She will say no" I said " how would you know you didn't ask" "I know because she says that I could only go to someone's house if she knows them or their parents." just say your going to Olivia's house or something" he said
I came in the house and asked her "mom can I stay at Olivia's house?" "go ahead you want me to drive you there?-" "Nope...I'm good" I said cutting her off "oh ok" I went up stair grabbed some stuff I will be needing then headed down stairs "bye have fun" mom told me"bye mom love you".
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