What if we'd rewrite the stars? (Harlos) {💯%}

4. Getting involved

Harry pov:
I can't believe that I actually agreed on coming with Carlos, just to watch him play and train for Tourney.
Jay was there too and he looked at me.
"What are you doing here?"
"Watching my boyfriend train, what's your excuse?"
Then I realised what I just said and Jay's jaw dropped.
"You and Carlos are dating?!"
"Keep your voice down!" I sissed.
I face palmed myself.
"I can't believe I just told you..." I mumbled.
"Oh Evie and Mal are going nuts-"
"Hell no! You can't tell them!" I said and I snatched his phone out of his hands, seeing he already send the message.
"No, hell the fuck no." I said and Jay grabbed his phone back with a smirk.
"Oops."
"Dude! If Evie and Mal know, they'll tell uma who's going to tell Gil. Are you fucking nuts?!"
"Watch out!" someone of the field yelling and I catched the ball without looking.
"Delete that message, now." I said and Jay actually did.
"They didn't read it yet. You're safe this once."
The coach guy walked to us.
"How did you catch that without looking?"
"I don't know and I don't care."
"I want you in the team."
Jay took his chance.
"I'm sure he'll do great coach. The two of us were always competitive against eachother. He'll be a great team member with almost equal strengths as I had."
"I'll kill you." I sissed and that coach guy looked at me.
"So? I want you in my team; yes or no?"
"Hell n-"
Then I saw Carlos looking at me with his puopy eyes and I sighed.
"Unbelievable... Fine." I said under my breath and Jay grinned as the coach guy seemed happy.
"Great. I'm sure Carlos can tell you all about the rules. He'll make sure you get your supplies."
He left and I looked at Jay.
"I hate you more then ever right now."
"Hey, I can't help it that Carlos hih puppy eyes work on you." he said while laughing and I stood up.
"Fuck!" I sissed as I walked away.

"Are you mad at me...?" Carlos asked with a small voice when we returned to the dorm.
"No."
"Are you lying...?"
"No."
"Can you say something else then no...?"
"No."
Carlos chuckled softly and I looked at him.
"I thought you were oh-so worried about my brain damage situation! Do you really rhink that playing tourney will be a good idea?" I said when I closed the door of the dorm behind us.
"I... didn't think of that... awh crap!"
I plopped down on my bed and rubbed a hand over my face.
"Are you okay?"
"Yea, I just have a headache... That's all."
"You think it's because-"
"Shut up about it... Okay?"
He looked at me with a sad face and I scooted over.
"Come here..." I said and he walked over to me to lie down next to me.
I wrapped my arm around him and he put his head on my chest.
"I'm a terrible boyfriend..." Carlos mumbled and I looked at him.
"No you're not. You're amazing." I said in his ear and I kissed his forehead.
"I can tell coach you changed you mind..."
"Hell nah, you dragged me into this and Jay laughed at me. I'm not letting his laugh at me without kicking ass."
"But what if your BD gets worse?"
"Brain damage. Y'know BD, then we can talk about it without people knowing what it means."
"You made it sound like some terrible tropical disease. Not much improvement."
"Sorry..."
"Stop apologising..."
He nuzzled into me and I sighed.
"Tomorrow will be fun..."
Because then he had tourney practice too, which meant I had tourney practice as well.
Fuck...