Broken By the Campus Heartthrob

Megan's POV

"Megan! Wait," I heard someone calling my name, and I walked even faster because it was getting late and I needed to get to the cafe where I worked part-time as a barista and sometimes as a cashier.

And I almost screamed when I felt a strong hand capture my wrist and spun me around, and I was met with the most compelling eyes of Ashton Pritzgold, the campus football prodigy, the handsome and hot quarterback of our school football team.

I can feel my heart racing, and I have been dreaming of this day since I was in seventh grade. He has been my only crush, but it was only a secret because I am way out of his league, and only my best friend knew about it, and I felt so happy right now that, at last, he noticed me.

"How do you know my name?" I asked him, and I hate myself that I couldn't take my eyes away from his face, and his proximity is killing me. He smells so good, and I have to be honest that I have never been this close to a guy before, and this is so much for me because every girl in our school has been dreaming of being with him. I felt my entire body trembling, and I don't want him to know that I am so affected by his presence.

"Ha! Are you kidding me? You are the number one student of our batch ever since I can remember, and we are always in the same section, so I guess I know your name Megan Corteza." He said, and his voice is like a lullaby into my ear, and I love the way he pronounced my name. And I felt like I am dreaming right now as I realize that he is this handsome up close, and I felt so lucky to be on his radar at the moment.

But I was a little confused about why he was chasing me at this hour when I know he has football practice on our school grounds. I know because I watch him from a distance, but I stopped when I saw cheerleaders always calling his name, and they circled him most of the time, and I know I will never be close with him because he is rich. And if I have it my way, I could watch him practice from start to finish.

But I told myself that Ashton is not the boy for me because I know he will never look at me, and it never happened even if I am on the stage as I participated in quiz balls and became the champion. I never heard him congratulate me. Well, it was always Alice and the faculty members who would greet me because the rich always ignored me.

And even if we are in the same room, we never talked, maybe because during breaks he was always surrounded by the hot cheerleaders, and I always felt jealous of them, and I know my best friend, Alice, will become so thrilled once she learns that Ashton chased after me today.

I hate that my hazel brown eyes are looking at him intently, as his deep blue eyes were staring at my face with great intensity, and I noticed he is still holding my wrist, and I can feel the butterflies on my stomach, and I don't want to wake up if ever this was a dream.

"What do you want from me?" I asked him, and I tried to turn my head away from him because I didn't want Ashton to know that I felt something for him. And felt so proud of me that after a long while, I found my tongue to speak again, and I think we are going to win if we will join a staring contest.

"Hmm, I want to ask you out." He casually said while I felt my heart leaped from my chest, and my eyes got so big, and I realized I was dreaming.

"Come again?" I asked, and he laughed, and then he smiled at me that almost gave me a heart attack.

"I said, I want to ask you out." He said again, and I felt him release my hand, and I felt a little frustrated that he stopped holding my hand. But the racing of my heart continues because he was watching my face the entire time, and I couldn't stop myself from blushing.

"But why me?" I asked, and I saw his face saddened.