Will you Stay?

Chapter 38

// Anna's Pov\\

Audrey, Eve and I walked over to the end of campus to the giant patch of green. Stands were already full of cheering people from our School and the opposing team.

We made our way to the very front of the barrier, where it was reserved for the girl’s team, coaches, water boys, scouts; all those types of people.

I could see plenty of cars parked in the car park in the far end, when a bus tried to squeeze through and let off who I assume were the opposing team and their cheerleaders. “Why do all these people show up?” Audrey yelled, obviously annoyed with all the girls in tight revelling outfits “They don’t even know what soccer is” she protested, sitting down at the front bench next to Tina.

I shrugged “I don’t care, they get cold not me” but really I did care, I was jealous of every one of those girls.

I could see the boys running laps and warming up on the other side of the field as Coach Dean gave them orders. “Do you think they’re going to win?” Eve worried. I rolled my eyes “Don’t worry they will, be positive” I encouraged, smiling.

In a sudden surprise the loud screech of a microphone panned through the area, making me cover my ears from the high pitch sound. “Sorry about that” I heard a male man speak. Our principal, ‘Principal Trent’ stood in front walked in front of us, in a polyester grey suit “Just like to welcome you all to the first game of the Boys’ Soccer Championship” he announced.

The crowed let out roars of screams and loud claps. Principal Trent held up his hand silencing us again “Now I would like to inform you that win or lose you will not be celebrating with a frat party tonight” a chorus of boos ran through the audience making him role his eyes.

"Yes i know i know very well about your little parties, i even send the police around a few times so stay aware" he warned us.

“Anyways the reasoning for not celebrating tonight is because you can celebrate tomorrow considering the girls have their first soccer game tomorrow and will hopefully win"  Cheers started up again. He let out a chuckle “Now without further ado” he yelled louder making sure the opposing team is listening now “We would like to welcome Emerson South on to our field!!!!”

Their cheerleaders led the opposing squad first waving their pop poms in the air and twirling in their mini uniforms. Our team came down to our side of the filed with the ref quickly telling them to line up.

Niall lined up first, Liam behind him, Louis behind him, Harry and Zayn and Luke, the rest following.

You could see the hate and determination in their faces it was actually pretty funny. Niall looked at me and mannaged to crack a smile, giving me a quick wink before turn back to shake their hands.

*************** (43rd minute, Almost half time)**********************

I was fuming, not even sitting down. The whole half of my upper body was leaning over the barrier while I was yelling at the ref to open his eyes.

It was 1-0, the opposing team in front, because of a stupid penalty we didn’t even need and Harry could not save it.

The boys were playing well, it’s just the other team was playing dirty. At that moment i saw someone purposly stub liam in the thigh and pull him to the ground; swiftly taking the ball and getting away with it. “Oh no he didn’t!” Yelled Eve and she gripped the barrier. Liam held his leg rocking back and forth and he wasn’t lying you could see the red mark from a mile away.

The half time buzzer went and Liam limped to the locker room with the help of Niall and the other team members. Before Coach Dean was out of ear reach I called him over.

“What!?” he yelled obviously frustrated “Change formation” I told him simply. "Yeah!" Audrey aggreed.

“Too what?!” he yelled, banging on his clip board. I shook my head and jumped over the barrier, grabbing his clipboard and running to the boy’s locker rooms.

I burst through the door to see frustrated, shirtless boy’s blaming and pushing each other around “Hey!” I yelled, but they continued their banter. “HEY!!!” I yelled louder.

The yells calmed to silence and frightened stares “Fucken hell, don’t you remember that anger doesn’t win. Well right now is proof!” I screamed, raising my hands “We know we have lost!” someone yelled.

I groaned “Last time I check there are still 45 minutes on the clock. Now I’m going to try and help but can you put shirts on please” they all obliged sitting in their seats around the table, staring at me with waiting eyes. I caught Niall’s gaze, smiling. I smiled back and continued to get down to buisness.

“I bet you boys could get 3 more goals in, if you pay attention and work together. ” I said, they rolled their eyes. “They are playing dirty” Liam said, I suddenly remembered his jab to the thigh and quickly walked to him to lift his shorts to see stud marks in his thigh.

I jumped to the fridge and chucked him an ice pack moving back to the table “Thanks babe” he said.

I smile and looked at the formation so far. I play soccer all the time with these guys I’m sure I can figure something really good out because coach Dean has them playing in wrong positions. “Liam can you play?” I asked, still scribbling on the board.

He stood up and bent his leg “Yeah, just hurts a little” he said. I nodded and Coach Dean walked into the room “Miss Abate, you are not supposed to be here-!” he yelled but I cut his off.

“Shut up, do you want to lose and be reminded that you lost your first game to a couple of assholes. The whole school  will be a laughing stock” I said, chucking the finished formations at him.

He sighed, looking over his clip board, raising an eyebrow in interest “Hmm, this may work” he smiled. I mirrored his and turned to the team, giving them their formation and little tricks to slip by the other team.

Before we knew it the buzzer rang for 2nd half and I smiled at the boys who all agreed with my plan. They all ran out the door giving me high fives but the last didn’t he gave me a kiss.

I recognize the sensation and sparks kissing back, I pulled back to see a smirking Niall “3 more goals eh?” I nodded “We all know that two of them will be scored by me” he stated.

He pecked my once more before bringing me out of the locker room, his hand in mine as he walked me over to the stands with his hand tangled in mine. I could tell that eyes were on us but I was too shocked at what Niall was doing to even notice. When we made it to the stands, Niall lift me bridal style over the railing setting me down carefully.

“Wish me luck?” I shook my head “You don’t need it” He gave me another peck on the lips and ran off to his position and the buzzer blew.

Audrey and Eve gave me mocking kissy faces and I’m pretty sure my face was redder than a tomato. I glance over the field to see Julie’s eyes death staring me.