It's Complicated

Chapter 11

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"You guys don't really have to go you know. It's probably going to be a boring game anyway."

Harry looks over to Louis and sees a rare look of nervousness on his face. "You're playing Manchester United, it's always a good game with them." Harry quirks his eyebrow. "Unless you don't want us to go?" he asks.

Louis immediately shakes his head. "No, it's not like that. It's just I don't want Mila to go if she's not feeling good."

Harry knew he was lying because Mila had already finished her medicine and was thankfully feeling much better now.

"Look if you don't want us to come to your game then just say it." Harry had no idea why Louis was acting so weird. He usually was encouraging the kids to go to his games.

"It's not like that H. It's just..." Louis hesitates and looks at Harry shyly, "...you haven't been to one of my games since the divorce."

Harry stares at him surprised. He didn't even realize that it's been a year since he went to one of Louis's game. Of course he would watch it from the TV but that isn't the same. Physically being there was a whole other experience.

"Oh um well if me being there puts pressure on you, I'll stay home and Gemma can take the kids to the game," Harry suggests. He was kind of looking forward to going but he rather not go if he's just going to be a distraction.

"No, you don't have to do that. I'm just being weird." Louis laughs to himself. "I actually want you to be there. It'll be nice to see you in those stands again, cheering me on."

Harry's heart starts to beat a little faster without his permission." Are you sure? I don't want to distract you."

"You won't." Louis shoots him a reassuring smile. "Alright well I'm gonna start heading up to the pitch. I'll see you guys there."

"Oh, before you leave." Harry stops him. "I wanted to ask if I still get a discount on beer."

Louis laughs, creating crinkles by his eyes. "I think you do, but if not I'll make sure to let them know to give you one."

"Appreciate it. Good luck out there Lou, we'll be cheering you on."

Louis comes in for a hug because that's a thing they do now apparently. Harry let's himself be embraced by his warmth for a second before letting go.

"Oh and if you don't want to distract me, you mind not wearing that top? Thanks!" Louis shoots him a wink before rushing out the house.

Harry looks down at what he was wearing and frowns. He was just wearing his Arsenal football top. He didn't know why Louis would be distracted by him...oh.

Harry turns to look at his back in the wall mirror and sees the words, "PROPERTY OF 28" sewn in. He totally forgot that.

He quickly slips out of the shirt and just puts on a basic black tee. As much as Harry liked that Arsenal top, he should think about just storing it away. It wasn't like he was going to wear it anymore.

It was an hour before kick-off when they finally get there. Harry wanted to get there early because he wanted enough time to find their seats and wish Louis good luck.

"I'm glad you're here papa. It's been a while since you've came with us to a game," Beckham said as they're walking their way over to where Louis was.

"Yeah I know. It's been a long time since I went to a game just to have fun and not for work."

Sometimes Harry forgot how much he enjoys the game when he's working. He's usually so focused on the technical side of football that he forgets to just appreciate the game as it is. Hopefully today he can get back to just being a football fan instead of a journalist.