Zayn Centric Oneshots [BxB]

little football boy [zouis]

Warnings: I will yell at anyone that says "that's soccer!" Like no, it is a foot and a ball which means it is football. Okay? Okay. If I'm talking about the American "football" I will call it American football (even though it hurts to say it) or rugby.

Extra notes: Sorry for not posting anything over the past month, been really busy and now exams are starting buuutttt I cannot sleep and its 3am so I've decided to do a little mermaid inspired OS! Also Zayn has a sister in this and her name is Darcy. This OS will also move hella fast, so scuse me if you can't understand certain parts of it. Enjoy!

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Zayn's POV

Just like every other day, as soon as I exit my school building, I run to fetch my sister from her school and pray that I'm not late for my practice. I also pray that I get to see the brunette lad that plays for their school's football team.

As I come onto the ground of Ridgeview, I pull my phone out and check the time. 2:13 pm, I still have 18 minutes. I run down the perimeter of the school, skipping the entrance and running to where the green field is.

I latch my fingers onto the green wired fence, looking for one specific boy.

There he is!

I watch as he gulps his water down, raising his shirt to dab at the sweat on his forehead. I marvel at the sight of his bare chest that's glistening in the sun. Everything is in slow motion for me while I drool, daydreaming about him. Heck, I don't even know his name. But does it really matter?

He runs back to the field, taking his place. The game starts. He's chasing after the ball, passing it when he finally gets ahold of it, and trying to get a few goals in which he successfully does. My alarm rings to remind me it's time to pick Darcy up and I tear my eyes away from the match that's going on.

I speed walk to the entrance gate of the school, filling out their little form of what my name was, what time I came to the school and my purpose for coming to the school.

I stand with the other parents that were there to collect their kids. Most of them have ID's which permits them entrance to the school without question but since I'm not a student at the school or over the age of 18, I'm not allowed to have one of those. It'd honestly make my life so much easier.

Darcy comes out of the crowded entrance and spots me immediately. She leaves her line of peers and dashes towards me. I pull her into a hug, asking her how her day was and all the regular small talk. I listen carefully to what she has to say, she's very cranky when she realizes I'm not listening and, right now, I don't have the energy or time to deal with a tantrum.

"You!" I snap my head to the side to see who was asking for who. Darcy stops talking as well, allowing me to scan the crowd.

"You, the one with the black haired girl."

"Me?" I point at myself, looking at the captain of the football team. Of course I know who he is.

"Yes, can I talk to you for a second?" He asks, gesturing me to come towards him.

"Really sorry but I'm on a bit of a time crunch," I bite the inside of my cheek, growing more anxious as the seconds went by. My coach can't handle me being late to another practice.

"Understood, but I'm at the school until five, so if you can, just stop by. Otherwise I'll have to take a few minutes out of your day tomorrow." Is this about me spying on their teammate? Did he think I'm trying to take a mental note of their strategies? To be honest, I'm always too occupied with the brunette lad that I don't care enough about the actual game.