Summary: Zach Dempsey challenges you to a one-on-one basketball game
Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader
A/N: This is my first imagine for 13 Reasons Why, also I haven’t written anything in a while so why not start fresh with some new inspiration.
It was another one of yours and
Zach Dempsey’s stupid little bets. You started out just shooting around in the
school’s gymnasium before basketball practice when he walked in. Your once
three point shooting streak had come to a complete stop when you saw the tall,
handsome basketball star as you missed the basketball goal completely and
caused the ball to land right into his hands.
You hustled over
to him to retrieve your ball. As you walked away to go back to your previous
spot, Zach called for you so he could give you a snide comment. “If it were me,
Y/N, I wouldn’t have missed that shot,”
You slowly turned
on your heels and eyebrows raised at the trash talk. “Excuse me?” you dared him
to say it again.
“I’m just saying,”
he continued to put up his arrogant front, “I wouldn’t have missed that shot in
You felt something
burning in your stomach. You were just as good at basketball as he was, but
because you were a girl you were inferior to him. He always gave you shit for
it. Every time the two of you saw each other on the basketball court he
celebrated himself like he was a god of basketball and that you could never
touch. Well, today was the day that you wanted to settle the score. You wanted
to prove to him that you were just as good as he was no matter the gender.
“You know what
Dempsey let’s play it out,” you walked up to him with a purpose until you were
chest to chest.
“Excuse me,” he
“You heard me,”
you pressed your finger against his chest, “Me and you, one-on-one, after
practice. Or are you too chicken to get beat by a girl,”
There was a shift
in atmosphere and you could feel it. Zach’s eyes narrowed and his smile turned
into a hard line. “You’re on!” he said before he stormed off to the locker
Now, the two of
you were sweaty and out of breath both from practice and from your game. It was
close and intense. All you needed was a point and you would have one the game.
You had the ball at the top of the key. Zach was staring into your eyes,
waiting on your next move. You dribbled the ball to the corner of the court
with Zach slowly following behind. Before he could plant himself, you changed
directions to where you came and forward, passing Zach in the process. With
Zach in the dust, you took the shot.
It was the perfect
shot, you could feel it as the ball left your hand. It felt like everything was
moving in slow motion as the ball connected with the goal and made the
beautiful swishing sound that you cherished. You couldn’t help but celebrate,
pumping your fist in the air at your victory. You turned to Zach, as he had a
smirk plastered on his face.
“What are you so
smug for?” you raised an eyebrow.
“I let you win,”
he chuckled as he walked up to you
You crossed your
arms over your chest. “No, you didn’t,” you scoffed.
“Yeah, I did,” he
placed his hands on your shoulders before gently sliding them down to uncross
your arms. “I let you win, so I could lose and take you out to Monet’s for a
Yet another sweet
gesture from the sweet Zach Dempsey. He always knew how to fire you up and to
cool you down. It was the best part about your relationship together. Every
muscle in your body softened when you saw his sheepish smile. It was that smile
that you fell for every time.
groaned, “We’ll go to Monet’s, but if you do that again I’m kicking your ass,
Zach couldn’t help
but laugh at your slight frustration. He leaned down to place a kiss on your
forehead. “You got it babe,” he smiled.