A/N- IK SO MAD BC I HAS TO REDO THIS WHOLE CHAPTER BC I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED AND I FEEL LIKE I FORGOT TO ADD SOMETHING. UHGGG.
WELL ENJOY!
I walked in the arena and went to put my bags down. I looked in the stands through the locker room door because usually we have recruits and people watching out practices, but today I just saw 5 extremely handsome boys sitting there.
"Hey Celeste." I yelled across the locker room.
"Hey Ab!" She said.
"Hey. What's One Direction doing here?" I asked her.
"Oh yeah. They were supposed to be practicing in the gymnastic are a but they can't so they are just watching our practice. I don't know why they chose to watch us, but hey I don't mind. " she said eyeing up the boys.
"Yeah." I said as Coach called us up in a huddle.
"Alright ladies. I know we have some good looking english boys watching our practice today but we can't let that get in the way of our practice. We are playing the Brits very soon and the next couple of pelt actives leading up to it are going to be intense. Okay ladies lets scrimmage. "
As we were scrimmaging I was looking noticing out of the corner of my eye that harry kept staring in my direction. 'Is it the spandex?' 'Is it the fact that I'm good?' 'Does he like me?!' 'Abby. Stop being paranoid that pop star doesn't like you.' All of these thoughts were going through my mind when all of the sudden I got hammered in the head with a volleyball.
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I woke up to the bright lights of the nurses office blinding me. I started to stand up when I wobbled over. I didn't notice they were in here, but the boys caught me as I started to fall.
"Thanks guys." I said. "What happened?" I asked.
"You got a light concussion when one of the girls spiked it. " Niall answered in his thick Irish accent.
Just as he finishes his statement coach Deb and Carly, one of our best hitters, walked in.
"Abby! Oh my god. I am so sorry! Oh my. Oh my. Are you okay. " Carly said being the super sweet friend she is.
"Yeah." I giggles at her jumpiness.
"Good!" She said relieved and came and wrapped her arms around me. I hugged back.
"Abby. Look. I want you to sit out of practice and relax the rest of today and tomorrow. I need you rested for the game. Okay?" Coach asked although I knew she wouldn't take no for an answer.
"Okay. " I said defeated. I hate skipping practice. Every practice you miss is another practice that someone else gets better.
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The Gold | Harry Styles
FanfictionIf only love was like volleyball. A girl could just call 'mine' and everyone else would back off. That's what Abigail thought when she met Harry Styles. Little did she know her favorite member of One Direction would actually be 'hers' one day. (ve...
