Beneath the mask

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Harry sighs as he walks into the locker room. He changes into his football kit. The captain pulls the off-white t-shirt over his head, straight he shifts the red shorts up to his smooth legs. He ties his football laces together, grabbing his bottle of water before jogging onto the pitch to join his teammates in the circle.

"So today we have a new member on the team," the coach turns around watching as new the boy comes jogging in "here he is! Would you like to introduce yourself to the group?" The lad nods, "Hello, my name is Louis Tomlinson and I am eighteen years old."

Everyone smiles and greets him back but not Harry. He is too busy staring into those blue eyes. "Harry!" Liam snaps him out of his daze. Harry looks at the eighteen-year-old standing in front of him.

He blushes furiously, "H-hi I am H-Harry." Tomlinson chuckles and shakes the dainty hand. The coach claps his hands together, "Alright team I need you to start to warm up. I want three laps around the pitch. Now go but Harry comes here."

Everyone takes off leaving Harry behind. "Harry do you want me to tell your dad that your acting gay again?! You're lucky you're my nephew or I wouldn't even let you on the team. Now stop fucking looking at Tomlinson and get your head in the right mindset!"

Harry's knuckles curl into a tight fist, "Yes Uncle Tony I didn't mean it but please don't tell dad." The coach scoffs and dismisses him to join the others. Harry jogs through the cold breezy air. The wind smacking his face, the curls jumping all over the place.

Sometimes he just wants to be free and not be afraid of what his dad tells him to do. He just wants to be able to find his prince charming and be out to the world but that's just a pipe dream. He feels a presence next to him, he turns his head to find Louis right next to him.

"Heyy, Harry you alright? What did the coach say to you?" Harry shrugs, "n-nothing much, he said he wanted to umm speak to me, " Harry lies. Tomlinson looks him straight in the eyes, "yeah and I am straight."

With that Louis runs head onto his final lap while Harry is on his second. "Everyone back right now even though you haven't done all your laps." Harry jogs in next to Liam, taking a deep breath of air.

"So I want you to spill into teams and I want you to practice your footwork skills." The coach divides them in half before sending them to opposite sides.

Liam dribbles the balls, kicking them to Danny. The ball is been kicked in many directions until Harry finally gets the ball. He uses the correct footwork before booting it into the net. "Well done Harry!" Louis cheers. Harry blushes and smiles but meets the gaze of his uncle eyes flashing a warning sign over Louis'  shoulder.