Scoring Chance { H.S }

are you in or are you out?

                                         Z
*Are You Gonna Go My Way by Lenny Kravitz*

Ahhh Monday's. The worst days of the week for many reasons. One I had class and that was awful. Two I was still hungover from Sunday... well sometimes still drunk from Sunday. Three we had a long fucking practice every Monday and I just wanted to sleep. However, come nine in the morning I was dragging my add out of the bed and attempting to put on some outfit that would uphold my reputation around here. When I finally got near my lecture hall I tried to find the closest parking lot in hopes that my hungover ass wouldn't have to walk a fucking country mile to the shitty Econ class I was taking. Luckily for me God has favorites and I just happened to be one of them. I found a spot right around the corner that just so happened to fit my Jeep perfectly. I strolled into class a casual two minutes before start time and found an empty seat in the back next to some blonde chick I'd never seen. "This seat taken?" I asked as I looked down at her meeting her hazel eyes. "Oh no. You can take it" she smiled politely as she pulled out her notebooks and a couple of different colored pens. "You usually sit in the front or what?" I asked and she chuckled. "No. I just switched into this class" she said and I nodded my head. "Well I'm Zayn. What's your name?" I asked hoping to get more out of her than one word. "I'm Kennedy. Nice to meet you" she said smiling softly as she stuck her hand out for mine. I took it and shook it gently feeling how soft her skin was on mine. "You ever been to a hockey game?" I asked and she raised a brow at me. "Actually no I haven't. I heard our team is pretty good, but I've been pretty busy so I haven't gotten around to going to one yet" she shrugged. Perfect. The perfect in. "Well I just so happened to be a hockey player so if you ever wanna come to a game I can get you some good tickets" I said as I watched her eyes light up. "Seriously? That would be awesome. Y'all have a home game this week right? I think I heard that somewhere" she said and I instantly picked up on her use of the word 'yall'. "Of course. You're not from here are you?" I asked and she shook her head. "No and by the sound of your accent you aren't either" she teased me back. "I'm from Bradford. England" I said which usually made girls swoon. They knew the accent but hearing me say it for some reason really got to them. "I'm from Georgia. A small town not worth mentioning" she responded as she chuckled lightly. "I'm going to call you peach from now on" I said before I was interrupted by the professor wanting to start this boring two hour lecture. I only prayed I could sleep through it this time.
"Zayn... Bradford boy. Come on class is over and I'm tired of hearing you talk in your sleep" I heard the familiar twang next to me. "Ah best class to sleep through. Thanks peach" I said as I stood up grabbing my phone off of my desk. "You let me know about that game on Friday and I'll get you some tickets" I reminded her before leaving the lecture hall and booking it to my Jeep. I hoped I could get another nap in to rid me of this hangover before practice started at four. The drive back to the house wasn't too long thank god and the house was fairly empty except for the usual suspects. "Z come here look at this" curly called from in the kitchen. "You won't fucking believe this" he said as he turned his phone to me. "They're having a friends reunion?" I asked as he nodded excitedly. "Don't fucking tell anyone I'm excited over this. You're my best friend that's why I can tell you but no one else or I'll kill you myself" he threatened as I rolled my eyes. "Harry I wouldn't dream of telling anyone because then they would know how close we really are and that would be a fucking embarrassment for me as well mate" I said condescendingly. "I'm the fucking star hockey player and the head of this frat so consider it an honor you absolute prick" he shot back. "Speaking of prick. There's this new girl in my Econ class and she is a 10" I said looking at him as he sat his phone down. "Oh that really got your attention huh?" I asked and he shrugged. "Someone new around might be nice what's her name?" He asked curiously. "Peach" I replied and he gave me a look. "So what does a girl called peach look like?" He asked even more curious than two minutes ago. "Blonde. Hazel eyes. Nice lips. Kinda like Isla. That model kind of pretty except she didn't seem like the devil incarnate like Isla" I said and he let out a laugh. "Isla is always nice to me I think she just has it out for you man" he replied and I chewed on my lower lip. "I mean maybe... but anyway peach is probably coming to our game Friday if things go the way I hope... so try to win so we can have her back to the house for our usual party and show her what we have to offer" I said which earned a smirk for Harry. "Only if you introduce me" he says.