This was not how I had planned the spend my Saturday. Since my dad had the weekend free he chose to take us to to the field and play soccer with us. Kaden, he was excited, but me... I was the complete opposite. Soccer was a good sport I enjoyed playing, but I couldn't say the same about playing it.
I was supposed to be the goalie while my dad and brother tried to kick the balls in the net. They succeeded the first few time, but with the annoying smirk on my brothers face, I knew I had to do better, if only to prove him wrong.
The next few times I actually paid attention to the ball watching where it was going, and I ran over to them before they went in the net.
My dad cheered me on saying how I was good at being a goalie, but that all ended when I heard my phone ringing distracting me from the ball being kicked my way, and let's just say, my brother was a really strong kicker.
I groaned clutching onto my stomach. The ball had hit me hard. My dad and brother ran over to me, my dads face fill with concern, and what looked like guilt flooding through my brothers face.
"You okay Harry?" My dad asked kneeling down from where I sat I the ground. I nodded feeling the pain slowly retreat, there would probably be only small bruising, but it was nothing I couldn't handle.
"Yeah," I grunted as they both helped me up.
"Well that teaches you never to get distracted. I told you to turn off your phone."
"Yeah, guess I forgot. Can I take the call?" I asked my dad. He sighed, but nodded his head.
"Sorry, didn't mean to kick you that hard." My brother muttered, almost like he was either having a hard time saying it, or he didn't want me to hear.
I smirked rolling my eyes at his attempt to apologize running to get my phone. I saw there was one missed call from Louis. I furrowed my eyebrows wondering how he got my number, but decided to call him back.
"Harry? Why didn't you pick up, too busy for me?" Louis greeted me through the phone with.
"Louis why'd you call, and how'd you get my number? I'm in the middle of something."
"Then I'll have to make it quick. How do you feel about a date, just you and me?" He asked as if it was the most normal thing ever, ignoring the part where I asked him how he knew my number.
"Louis we can't go on a date, and you know why."
"Actually I don't, there is no reason for us not to go out right? You'll be turning 18 in 4 months, your practically already legal."
"But I think your missing the fact that I'm not legal, four months is a long time, Louis." I looked back to the field to see my dad and Kaden already practicing.
"I don't think it is, anyways. How do you feel about tomorrow?" Louis asked clearly not taking no for an answer."
"Louis I'm not going."
"Well then we'll just have to see, won't we." He said then hung up. I scoffed throwing my phone back into my bag but this time after turning it off, I'd learned my lesson.
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"Harry? Do you think I could trouble you for a second?" Mrs. Adams asked just as everyone was leaving class to get to they're next period. I nodded, walking up to her, where she stood behind her desk.
"Harry, you one of my best students in this class. I was wondering if you could tutor one of my other students. Travis Alvarez?" She asked.
I frowned. I did want to be tutoring anyone right now, I already had a lot on my plate, with Louis and My dad. I didn't want to added tutoring to the list of things I needed to do.
