He's my best friend not my boyfriend!

Chapter Three!

•°•°Sam's pov!•°•°

"Throw the ball, Niall!" Em yelled over everyone. Em can have a big mouth sometimes. She admitts it too. She once said ' Hey why have a big mouth and not use it?' We were in gym class playing dodgeball. I hated it but if I need to take it to pass, I might as well. Emma and I were on a team together with six others. Niall was on the oppisite team with nerds who won't even look at the ball much less touch or throw it. Once she had yelled that she wished she hadn't. Niall threw it and hit her in the stomach causing her to double over. She moaned but recovered quickly. Then she got up and yelled at him. "You'll pay for that Horan!" I couldn't help but laugh at her comment.

Then, reality slapped me right in the face. I was the only person playing for my team. I was up against Niall, the best player. I stopped laughing causing him to burst into a fit of laughs. He took the closest ball, the only ball, on his side and rolled it to me. It hit my foot. Why did he just do that? He just gave me the only ball that could help him win. He had to be playing me right? "Come on, Sammy! Just throw it. We could end all this right now. I wouldn't even have to hit you. I just have to catch it," he said. I wasn't giving him the sadisfaction so I rolled the ball back to him. He smirked at the gesture. He picked it up and said,"I gave you a chance and you didn't take it. I'm sorry I have todo this."

He threw the ball right at my head.