A Baseball Romance

Baseball. How can one sport bring two people together all by itself? Well it can. It happened to Lily and Justin. Just a country girl with nowhere to go and the captain of the baseball team.


6. Six

(Justin POV)

Much to the amusement of my friends, I'm a pretty good cook. I'm left home alone a lot because both my mom and my dad work, so I get to cook for myself all the time. Kraft mac and cheese and TV Dinners get boring after the billionth time so I taught myself how to cook. The fact that I know my way around the kitchen was what attracted my ex girlfriend Rachel. She broke up with me because she said firstly I was way too into baseball secondly she thought I didn't care enough about our relationship and lastly because she was ready for more commitment and I wasn't. She was nice I guess, pretty demanding but gorgeous, although her looks didn't make up for the shortcomings in her personality. All of that probably made me sound really stuck up and awful but it's true.

After debating it for a few minutes I decide on making pasta with an Alfredo sauce and some grilled chicken and a small salad. Okay, okay, I know I went all out, but I really like this girl and want to make a good impression on her. Besides that, I haven't made an all out meal in almost a month, so it feels nice to finally test my skills again.


(Lily POV)

I drive down the road that connects my section on the country to town, it's about 20 miles to get into the place where all the subdivisions are, and it's relatively straight, so I sit back and relax, thinking about what Justin was making us for dinner. He's probably ordering pizza, or making Ramen noodles or Kraft mac and cheese out of a box, he is a boy after all and it's not like this is a date or anything. Or is it? My head needs to stop messing with my feelings and let me think about baseball tonight, that's why I stole my dads car and sneaked out of the house behind my mothers back to visit a gorgeous boy that I've had a crush on since freshman year... To watch baseball.. Right?

A car pulls out in front of me, and I snap back to reality as the taillights shine red in my eyes, 'Eyes on the road, mind on the road,' I tell myself, trying to get him out of my head, at least until I got to his house.

Driving alone in the middle of nowhere with nothing but the sound of your big diesel truck  and the taillights of the car in front of you sure does give you a lot of time to think. I couldn't tell you every thing I thought about, but mostly it was Justin and baseball and horses. As I thought more about horses I began to wonder what I really wanted from riding, did I want to just ride for fun or did I want to compete? I wondered if I would actually be good enough to win a competition if I did show. I mean, I know I'm a good rider, I can stay on during all of the babies' antics but am I a 'pretty' enough rider for the show ring?


(Justin POV)

I set the water to boil for the pasta and create the base for the Alfredo sauce and head out to my car to bring in the crate of tapes for us to watch. There really is a bunch of them, probably four or five years worth, but knowing coach, it doesn't surprise me, he tends to hoard sports related things, and if his office is any indication, I wouldn't want to see his house.

As I cooked, I began thinking. Of course, cliche me, always thinking, but while I was thinking, I realized, I was falling in love with a girl I knew nothing about, I only knew her name, and even then only her first name, and that she rides horses, but that was it. We definitely wouldn't just be watching these tapes tonight, some serious conversation is in order.

I smell something burning and quickly snap back to reality and the fact that my fancy dinner was falling apart. It turned out to just be the chicken getting a little over done on one side, thank God.


(Lily POV)

I pull up in front of Justin's house and shut off the truck. I just sit there for a minute, collecting my thoughts. After gathering my courage, I grab my bag and my phone and climb down out of the truck, (me being 5'2" and my dad having a passion for lifted trucks, it was easier said than done.) I knock on the door, standing under the small over hang as it starts to rain,

I hear footsteps coming to the door and a deadbolt sliding back before I see the door open. 

"Hey," Justin smiles at me. "C'mon in, I didn't know it was supposed to rain, or I would have left the door open for you."

"Thanks, and don't worry about me, a little rain never killed anyone right?" I laugh nervously. 

"Haha, yeah, I suppose not, unless you're the wicked witch of the west.. or was it the east?" His brow furrows, deep in thought, "Who cares anyway," he laughs again.


A/N: Hey guys, so sorry about never updating! Please tell me in the comments whose POV you like better and where you think the story is going! Also check out my other Movella; An Eventing Dream!



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