Levi Cartwright, quarterback of their college's football team and crush of half the population on campus, had had a shit fucking day. It had started well. He didn't have a lot of classes today, the weather was nice and warm and the best part was that he was going to have football practice later and you had promised to watch. His good mood had done a one hundred and eighty turn however, when he had attended his first class.

"I'm going to ruin that fucker if she finds out," Levi grumbled to himself as he stalked towards the lecture hall where you had your last lecture before lunch break. Like always he met you there so you could walk together to his friendgroup's table in the center of the cafeteria where the popular jocks and cheerleaders sat. This had been their routine since high school when they had first met each other. They had sat next to each other in class that first day of high school and you had immediately grabbed Levi's attention. They had become friends. Since then he had followed you everywhere. He had hidden his crush well and had never confessed. Levi would rather stay in your life as a friend than have you reject him.

Still, even in high school he had done his best to keep potential suitors away from you. And it had worked so far. You had never had a boyfriend in all your life because of this reason and he honestly felt very proud of his efforts. He always threatened the fuckers that wanted to get too close to you after school, pulling them aside and scaring them off secretly. In front of you he maintained his charming, easy going personality, not wanting to fuck things up.

After high school you applied to Weston University. Levi had acted like it was a total coincidence when he revealed he would be attending the same college. All was peachy. Or so he had thought.

Last week this guy named Shaw had asked you out on a date. Just like that. Levi was livid when he had found out from you who had been excited to go on your first date ever. He had acted like he was happy for you but in his head he was already planning to take the fucker out. That same afternoon, Levi had paid Shaw a little visit. He had stopped him after classes and pulled him into a dark alley, punching his gut once before threatening to leave you alone and not tell a single soul about this. After that Shaw had cancelled his date with you, who had been confused and a bit down, but Levi had been there to cheer you back up with a movie night.

The problem appeared this morning. During his first lecture his friend Tyler had texted him, asking if the rumors were true that he had punched and threatened this Shaw guy. Levi denied it but the rumors were spreading. It seemed like Shaw hadn't been able to keep his mouth shut and now Levi was anxiously trying to do everything to keep you from finding out it was his fault that Shaw had cancelled.

Levi arrived in front of your lecture hall where you were already waiting for him. He replaced his frown with a cheerful smile.

"Hey lovely, ready for lunch?" He asked you cheerfully and slung his arm over your shoulder to guide you through the crowds of students and to the cafeteria where his friends were already waiting.