Whipped

Summary- Locker Room Talk. Aiden Addison is whipped, and he doesn't even have a girlfriend. Mad short one-shot.

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“Hey, Addison, you wanna come party with us tonight?” Nate asked him in the locker room before their soccer scrimmage. Aiden had found a new love for soccer his junior year. He was the captain and star of the varsity team.

“Nah, I already got plans,” Aiden informed him.

“With who?”

“Riley,” Aiden shrugged, like it was obvious. He always hung out with Riley on Fridays. The boys in the locker room exchanged knowing glances. “What?” Aiden asked when he saw the looks going around.

“Dude, you are so whipped!” Todd laughed.

“Whipped? To who?!”

“Riley!” Matt answered for Todd.

“I’m not even going out with her!” Aiden objected.

“Exactly, that’s how whipped you are!” Nick laughed. All the boys started chanting “whipped, whipped, whipped!” over and over again.

“Hey, hey, I am not whipped!” Aiden stood on a bench.

“Yeah, right! What are you guys gonna do? Are you gonna do her nails and give her massages?”

“Let’s just say that tonight, I’m gonna be scoring more than goals,” Aiden smirked, and made a motion like he was kicking a soccer ball. All the guys cheered and chanted “Addison”, while dancing. Of course, Aiden was lying. He had never even kissed Riley, seeing as they were best friends. And yeah, he really wanted to be more, but he knew Riley didn’t.

After the scrimmage, Maxine was waiting for Nate. “You’re an amazing goalie, Nate,” Maxine gushed.

Nate shrugged and smiled. "I do what I can." He then saw Aiden. “Hey, Addison, don’t do anything too crazy tonight!” he called out, and all the other guys on the team cheered again.

“What was that about?” Maxine inquired.

“Oh, just some locker room talk. Aiden was saying how he was getting with Riley tonight.”

“What?!”

“Yeah,” Nate laughed. “Scoring more than goals, classic line.”

“He said he ‘gets with’ Riley?”

“Yeah…Doesn’t he?” Nate asked. Ignoring him, Maxine instantly called Riley.

“Riley! Guess what I just heard? Aiden told all the guys on the soccer team that he hooks up with you and tonight he was gonna ‘score more than goals’. I know! Totally. No problem, see ya.”

“Yo, Riles, wait up!” Aiden called, running up to Riley with his soccer bag slung over his shoulder. She had just hung up with Maxine. “What’d you think of the game?”

“It was a scrimmage,” Riley shrugged, not exactly happy with him at the moment. She wasn't a fan of people spreading lies about her, no matter how small they were.

“Yeah…but we won,” he tried.

“I know, I watched.” She continued walking ahead of him.

“Oh…well did you see my goals?”

“Hmm…guess I wasn’t paying attention,” Riley shrugged, walking faster. Of course she had seen the goals. She was focused on only Aiden the entire time and cheered the loudest for him. Why else would she be at a stupid scrimmage? She was ready to congratulate him with a hug until Maxine called her.

“Riles…is something wrong?” Aiden stopped her from walking and they faced each other.

“I was just wondering how you’d be scoring more than goals tonight?” Riley crossed her arms. Aiden’s face fell.

“Where’d you hear that?”

“Does it matter?”

“Riles, that was just locker room talk, it doesn’t mean anything,” he reasoned. “They were telling me that I was whipped to you, so I had to tell them we did something.”

“So you lie to your little soccer buddies about me so you won’t seem whipped to someone you’re not even going out with?”

“Well…yeah.”

“You’re pathetic,” Riley said, walking away.

“Wait, Riles!” Aiden caught up and stopped her again. “I’m sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?”

Riley shrugged. “Nothing, whatever, it’s not a big deal.”

“No, now I feel bad. Watch this,” Aiden said. He pulled her near the parking lot where everyone was hanging around. “Can I have everyone’s attention please?” he shouted. “I just want everyone to know…that I’m whipped. I would do anything for this girl right here.” And then just to Riley, he said, “’Cause I’m whipped.”

Riley smiled, blushing. “You are so crazy.”

“Crazy for you,” Aiden showed his lopsided smirk and firtilly raised his eye brows up and down. Riley just rolled her eyes and grinned. “So you still wanna hang out with a crazy guy?”

“Does this crazy guy still wanna score more than goals?”

“No, crazy guy just wants to chill with his best friend, not hook-up with her,” Aiden told her, although that was a lie.

“Hmm…Too bad,” Riley winked and got into her car. Aiden’s jaw dropped.

“Riley!” He started banging on her window to open it. “Riley, were you being serious?”

“What?” Riley pretended like she couldn’t hear him, even though she heard loud and clear. “Sorry, the window’s stuck! Can’t hear you!” she pulled out of the parking spot.

“Awe, come on, Riles!” Aiden shouted. “Hey, wait, you’re my ride home!” he chased after her car. “Riley!”

The End