This is for you, my fellow
Jayhawk, @1dalwaysbenice! It may be a little too specific for some people who
don’t really follow college basketball but I threw in some links (I think, I
hope) to guide you to some clips of what it’s like at a game at The University
of Kansas. Or you could skip the basketball stuff and go straight to the smut
at the end haha! Hope ya’ll like it!!
The door closed behind me as I slid into the back seat with
Niall. My heart was beating out of my chest and my stomach was knotted up with
excitement. In the year and a half we had been dating, Niall had taken me
around the world, showing me sites I had never dreamed of seeing. But tonight,
it was my turn. I was going to show him something, a place that was magical to
me, where I had made many great memories and felt every emotion in the extreme.
I was nervous that he wouldn’t get it, that he wouldn’t feel the energy this
building contained, but if anyone could understand that a sports arena could be
special, certainly it was super-sports-fan-Niall Horan. I gripped his hand and
smiled at him. His return smile was warm and full of love, his blue eyes sparkling
below the brim of his new Jayhawk snapback.
“KU blue looks good on you, Horan,” I said, tapping the bill
of the cap. He looked like a proper frat boy in the snapback, his white t-shirt
cuffed at the sleeves, stretching perfectly across his shoulders. It was easy
to imagine what it would have been like if he had attended a college like the
University of Kansas. He would have really enjoyed it, and I would have had the
biggest crush on him. I was proud to be able share this with him and show a
little about what my life was like while I was an undergrad.
“Your hands are shaking, love.” He squeezed the one he was
holding to emphasize his point. “You a little excited?”
“I’m so excited. Allen Fieldhouse is like my favorite place.
I know you’ve been to some great sports venues but,” I sighed, feeling a little
wistful. “I know I’m a little biased but I think there’s something special about
it. There’s a lot of history here.”
“So you’ve told me. A few times, in fact.” His eyes crinkled
in a smile as he teased you. The last couple of days had been heavily filled
with Kansas basketball trivia. It even included a trip to the new museum that
was built to house the original rules of basketball, typed out by its inventor
James Naismith, the first coach at KU. He had listened intently and
appropriately marveled at the treasures that were held there.