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Today is the day of their game and Louis is buzzing. It is against their rival team however Louis' pretty confident that they're gonna win. He sits through his horrible and boring lessons ignoring what his teacher has to say but why should he? His passion, skills and determination for football are gonna be all he needs when he makes it as a professional one day, not the boring old grades and studying.

He once again rushes to the changing room and gets changed. After all the other lads had arrived he started with one of his iconic Tommo speeches. "Right lads, tonight we have an important game, the championship final against our rivals. Now I'm pretty confident we are gonna win and when we do we can celebrate but right now I need you lads to head out to the field and start stretching. We will then play a practise 5-a-side game with subs before coming in again and eating lunch. Right lads let's go!" They all stood up and left the changing rooms heading out to the footy pitch, hearing the click-clack trail of their boots across the concrete path.

"Right lads, great stretching I hope you're all warmed up. So we're now gonna go into a quick 5-a-side game because I don't want Mr Wilson getting pissed off at us for being late to lessons and I'm guessing you all want food. Team one is Zayn, Ed, Greg, Roman ... and team two is Stan, Liam, Olly, Me... " And with that they went off into a quick game which Louis' team won 7-3 in so he was happy. Plus all the lads were in great shape for the game so that's amazing'. He quickly got changed and filled my water bottle up because gotta stay hydrated, right?

Louis arrived back in the main school building and he had double geography next. He let out a deep sigh and walked in the direction of the classroom. He absolutely hated geography, in fact he fucking despised it. Mr Brown always told him to try harder, buck my ideas up, and say that he would never amount to anything which ruined his self confidence. He pretended that it didn't affect him, however it truly did but he didn't want any of his mates to think that as they'd think he's a pussy.

It's just like the fact that Louis has not told his friends that he also likes boys but truthfully he hasn't actually told anyone yet. If he did tell his mates he'd definitely be off the footy team in an instant and then they'd bully him the rest of the school year shouting homophobic shit at him whenever they had the chance. He hasn't even told his mum or his sisters yet which he probably should as he's sure they'd be fine with it and support him but there's always that element of doubt in the back of his mind. He knows he's also got to tell his girlfriend Eleanor at some point just so she is aware that he also finds lads hot as well as girls so she doesn't freak out if she accidentally witnesses gay porn on his laptop because he forgot to close the tab or something.

He was snapped out of his thoughts by the bell ringing. "Shit I'm late!" he cursed at himself before hurrying further down the corridor to his least favourite lesson.

"Mr Tomlinson, you are late please take your seat and if I tell you off for being late again it will be a detention. You're lucky I'm in a good mood today."

"Sorry sir" Louis said, hanging his head in embarrassment and making his way across the classroom. His seat was located at the very front and away from most of his mates which sucked but he had Liam near him and then these two nerdy dudes Henry and Neil, he thinks their names were, who are quiet and alright he guesses but he's never really spoken to them before. He then began the work that was put on the board in front of him even though it killed his mind.

The lesson finally finished with the bell signifying that it was the end of the day. He packed his stuff up and heading over to the sports building ready for the important match that was definitely gonna be watched by most of the school cheering their players' names and holding their creatively designed signs up in support.







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