The Gold | Harry Styles

Part 32

Today is the day. The day I and my team compete for the gold. The only thing is today is also the day I leave.

Uhg. Now I'm upset again.

Well it's okay. I'm going to do my normal 'getting ready for game routine' just like any other day.

I walked over to Lauren's grabbed her and we went down for breakfast. I was already in my uniform do I could eat and head down to the arena.

All of my friends were going to this match. The guys, laur, cam. And my fans. Wow. That sounds weird.

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Right now it is 15 minutes before gametime.

This is the match I've been dreaming of since diapers.

Wow.

We got into our huddle and did our prayers and our cheers.

We then ran out getting a huge rumbling cheering noise coming from the fans.

We started warmups and then it was time.

Game time.

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At this point in the game it is the last match. It's game point for both teams and whoever gets this point wins.

The other team calls a quick time out trying to mess up my serving.

Min time out coach hands me her phone telling me it is important.

I answered the phone and said hello.
"Abby." My mom sobbed into the phone. "Your father. Your father. He. He is gone."

In those words I dropped the phone and fell to the gym floor.
"Coach why did u give me the phone!" I screamed at her sobbing.

This is now going to mess up my game. I can't play like this.

"Abby I didn't know I swear. Look it's time in. Can u play?" She asked me. "Abby u need to do this good. The gold is on the line. I know you can do it girl."

"Alright. "

I go onto the court. The ref passes me the ball. I dribble a little. I feel hot tears running down my face.

'come on Abby. You can do this.' I think to myself.

I toss the ball. Hit it.

It hits the net.

We lost.

Our dream.

My dream.

Team USA's dream.

It's all over. Because of me.

I stand there still in serving position. As the Brits are cheering and screaming I drop to my knees and just stare. At what could have been mine.

But it is no longer mine.

I wanted this to be a dream. I wanted to wake up in my bed and know that this was a dream.

But it wasn't.

It was real life.

I lost my Dad and my dream... I lost the gold.

A/n- WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!!
U PEOPLE CANT JUST LET ME END THE BOOK LIKE THAT!

well that was that! This book is over the will be a prologue coming asap.

P. S. What kind a person am I letting this book end like that. Uhgg