I ran a hand through my dark brown hair, as I walked into the lobby of the arena. My hair was spiked up with a huge amount of gel, and I was in my nicest tuxedo.

I glanced across the lobby, and saw Liam's sister. She was waiting for him, and he had agreed not to come out of the dressing room until I texted him. She was short, with brown hair hanging to just below her shoulders, and her eyes were deep brown.

"Hey." I began, walking over to see her. "You're Liam's sister, right?"

She nodded, and smiled, as I continued.

"He's mentioned you. What was your name?" I asked her cautiously.

"Sophia." She blushed, and I smiled.

"That's a pretty name." I said. "It suits you."

She blushed even deeper, and I could feel my own face growing hot, but I continued.

"I like your eyes." I told her, and she glanced down at her feet, smiling shyly. "I just want to stare into them for ever."

I cursed myself inwardly for sounding cheesy, and promised myself that I wouldn't make that mistake again.

"You're very beautiful." I told her, and she looked up, her eyes widening in surprise.

"You're kind of hot too." She said back, immediately frowning, as if she hadn't wanted to say it that way.

"Would you like to go out with me sometime? Maybe for dinner?" I asked quietly.

She smiled for a second, but then her expression turned ashen.

"I can't." She said. "I can't go out with my brothers teammate."

"Not even if he approves?" I asked, showing her my text thread with Liam.

"You planned this?" She asked in disbelief.

I nodded, and she looked confused.

"What do you want? I don't know if you want to make my brother happy, or if you actually like me."

"I like you." I replied. "I want you to be my girlfriend."

She grinned.

"Sure! I'd love to!" She replied.