Shoot For My Heart (Larry)

Chapter Five

Today was the day. It was the day of Eastwood and Hall Cross' first encounter of the season. Both teams were fairly certain they'd be crossing paths in the final but they had to get through the pool game first.

Harry had decided he was going to do it. He was going to ask out the boy whose name he wasn't quite sure of yet. Harry had never made the first move before, in fact he had never made any sort of move before so he didn't really know how he would go about it. All he knew was that he wanted more than anything to speak to that boy again and with Hall Cross playing Eastwood this afternoon he figured this would be his best shot.

He got ready for the day with a huge smile on his face. He spent longer than necessary doing his hair and put on a little too much aftershave. Harry didn't leave anything to chance. Soon he was in the car next to Zayn who knew something was up.
"You ok?"
Zayn asked after getting a first whiff off Harry's much stronger than usual scent.
"Yeah I'm fantastic."
Replied Harry with the same huge grin he'd had all morning.
"Uhh ok man."
Zayn said with a grin. Harry was a total mystery to him sometimes.

During 3rd spell art Zayn explained to Harry how nervous he was for today's game, seemingly only putting the oblivious boy in an even better mood. The more Zayn spoke about football the more Harry thought about him, the boy of his dreams.
"Dude I have no idea how we are supposed to get any shots past that fucking Louis Tomlinson."
Zayn continued
"Which one is he? The keeper?"
"No no he's the little fast one, brown hair, blue eyes, had tons of articles written about him. People seem to think he'll be the next big football star."
Zayn rolled his eyes as he spoke about Louis but knew deep down he was definitely the best of the best. Harry froze and looked up from sketching and into Zayn's eyes. It clicked. This locally accomplished football player Zayn was speaking about was the boy.

"How short are we talking? Like midget or slightly below average?"
Harry responded in a way that he hoped Zayn would find funny but also help him know for sure if Louis Tomlinson was the name of his secret crush.
"Hahaha, he's definitely the shortest on the team but that boy is fast and his skills are unmatched. We'll have to make sure George doesn't kill him today. He really has some beef against that guy."

Harry replied with a giggle. He could only process one thing at a time. He was certain this was the boy, the rest of the players from Hall Cross towered over him, Harry recalled. His brother with severe anger issues hating Louis for no real reason however was something that might take a little more time for Harry to wrap his head around. Right now Harry's mind was blank and the only thing playing over and over again was the name 'Louis Tomlinson'.

Louis sat in the van next to Liam on the way to the game. The lads were yelling in their usual cocky manner, hyping themselves up for the big game. The boys were ready but less confident than usual knowing this would be one of the toughest games of the season. As soon as the team arrived at the field Geoff got them running drills. Niall could never take warm ups seriously and soon he came over to Louis in search of entertainment.

"Hey Fag"
Niall yelled at Louis from a distance a little too close for comfort.
"What do you want loser"
Louis turned around to face Niall, their noses nearly touching. They were so close now that their breathing became deafening to each other.
"I want you to not play like a girl for this one game." "Do you think you can manage that?"
"Oh you're on leprechaun."
Louis spread a seductive smirk along his lips as he replied to Niall's attempts at pissing him off. Niall laughed and shoved Louis with force causing him to stumble backwards. The two went back and forth, eventually ending up on the floor play-fighting like a pair of puppies, laughing hysterically as they went.

Harry walked over to the bleachers of the main field where the big game was taking place. The Eastwood team had gone to the locker rooms to discuss strategy but the red and white Hall Cross uniforms were scattered over the pitch already. Harry eagerly scanned through the players trying to find Louis. After about 5 seconds of searching his eyes locked on the brunette moving his hair to the left delicately with his fingertips. Harry sighed a breath of relief when he saw Louis for the first time in weeks. He was just as perfect as he remembered and he couldn't wait to speak to him again.

Harry's eyes didn't leave Louis but he almost wished they had as he watched one of Louis' blonde teammates come up to him striking a conversation. Harry knew that Louis wasn't his but seeing this stranger stand so close to him began to make him nauseous. He couldn't make out what they were saying but he got a fright when he witnessed the boy push Louis. He was now totally glued to the scene and felt a genuine sense of fear before the giggles became louder and he could see the two wrestling in the mud.

Of course Harry found it hot, watching Louis roll around in the dirt, pinning down the other boy while straddling him dominantly. It did however, make him uncomfortable seeing that go down right in front of him. The way they were acting made Harry ponder the thought of them maybe being more than friends. Almost instantly Harry's hornyness was replaced by worry and he was now completely uncertain about making a move on Louis.