Wanna play Curly?

Chapter 2

"I hardly know you..in fact. I don't know you." Harry says. I smile and sir speaks up.

"Right. This assignment has to be worked on every day to get it due in on the deadline. If you're un-able to meet up with your partner then there will be days you can come in and work on them in school." Sir says.

"Wanna come round mine tonight and start this thing? I have football practice until 5 so I'll text you the address after I'm home and ready if you want." I ask Harry. He nods and asks for my number. We exchange numbers and part ways.
"Sorry Zayn.." I say quietly nudging him with my elbow at his locker. He turns to me and sighs.

"No, I'm sorry. I know you think that I'm just looking out for you because of the stupid job thing. I don't even want the job anymore. I want to go into an art school when I leave here. You are my best friend and I love you Lou. I just don't want you going for the wrong guy.." He says quietly.

"So you do actually care?" I ask a little surprised.

"Of course I care. Haha god man you thought I didn't?"

"Well.."

"Oh my god I love you. You're so innocent." He says turning into me and hugging me. I smile over his shoulder at Harry who puts his thumb up with a smirk and wraps his arm around Liam's shoulders.

I tighten my hug on Zayn and pull away.

"Come on bro. Let's go to footy."

"Alright." I smile. He puts his arm around my shoulder and we walk to the football field.

"Please tell me you're gonna stay away from him.."

"He's my partner.." I say quietly.
"He's coming round tonight to start the assignment." I say hoping not to have the wrath of Zayn hit me.

"Just..please..be careful.." He says and ruffles my hair.

"I will. Thanks for caring about me Zaynie.." I say resting my head on his shoulder.

"I've always cared about you.." He says. I smile and burry my head into his neck. I'm going gay on him. How far can I push him I wonder..

"Love you Zaynie.."

"Love you too Lou.."

I stop him from walking. We're not quite at the changing rooms but we're where no one can see us. I stand on my tip toes and put my hands on the back of his neck. I lean in and he pushes me off.

"Dude!" He yells. I burst out laughing.

"Sorry.." I say between laughs.

"What the hell you scaring me for?"

"Because I wanted to see how far I could push you." I say wiping away a tear.

"You better hope we're on the same team for footy.." He says. I smirk and hip bump him. He laughs and we go into the changing room. We change and go onto the pitch.

"Shirts and skins." Coach says.

"Skins. Ed, Niall, James, Billy, Johnny, Jack, Ben, Oscar, Alex, Thomas and Zayn." Coach says.
"Robbin, Bobby, Louis, Stan, Sammy, Josh, Alec, Matthew, David, Peter and Mark. Shirts." Coach continues.

"Ooo Tomlinson you're going down." Zayn says.

"Shit." I mumble. He smirks and takes his shirt off. I am the best football player on the team but I'm smaller than the rest of them so they can get quite dominant, even though I'm the dominant one in relationships.

"Bring it on Malik." Stan says. I fist bump him.

"Better watch it gay boi." Niall says pushing my shoulder back.