Kiss Cam

Louis sighs as he makes his way through the crowd. He never understood how Liam and Zayn managed to get him to go on a date with this jerk. Yes, of course, Martin was attractive, but in all this time, Louis did not say ten words. He sat all dinner and listened to Martin bragging about his career, travels and deals made, because he is a successful lawyer, Martin is not like everyone else, and he can get whatever he wants, and stuff like that.

Louis stopped listening to the guy 30 minutes after they got their order.

"Oh sorry, sorry."

"Can you guys be careful?"

Louis rushes forward to their seats, following Martin and managing to climb over the legs of the fans along the way, or rather step on their feet and hear not very pleasant words in his direction. This idiot was talking on the phone again and, of course, did not even notice that Louis fell right into the lap of the guy sitting in the next seat.

Louis blinks as he finds himself only inches away from surprised green eyes, almost bewildered trying to figure out what it is that has landed on him.

The guy realizes he's staring into those green eyes for too long and sitting on the guy for too long, Louis jumps up quickly, but due to the small amount of space, he falls to the floor next to the man. Is he too clumsy today, or is it green eyes that affect him so much?

"Sorry...I am..."

"No big deal, dude. It's okay, don't worry."

The man gives him a hand and helps him to his feet and smiles shyly. He looks good, Louis thought, and blushes.

Oh shit.

"There is too little space and today I am a little clumsy." He mutters, finally settling into his seat without any other incident.

The guy laughs.

"Truth? So you're not a basketball fan?"

The seat on the other side of the guy is empty, so he may have come here alone. Louis suddenly realizes that he is beginning to hope so.

No. Stop. You're on a date, damn it, even if it's not the best date, but have a conscience.

Louis shakes his head in agreement.

"Yes, I'm just a big football fan."

The guy raises an eyebrow.

"Trust me, I think you will like it here."

The guy bites his lip, trying to hide a smile. He immediately clears his throat and looks away, a slight blush on his cheeks.

Louis just as hastily looks away and decides to focus on the arena instead of flirting with his new friend? The players have already entered the warm-up before the game, and Louis is watching their precise movements and ball throws.

He taps his fingers, glancing in the direction of the man he went on a so-called date with. Martin is still busy talking, completely oblivious to Louis. The guy rolls his eyes.

"So you... are you with him?" That handsome guy with beautiful eyes brings him out of his thoughts.

Louis turned to face him so quickly he almost broke his neck.

The green-eyed man tries to look indifferent, which he does not do very well, his hand nervously squeezing the fabric on his jeans.

"It's like a date, my friends made me go out with him." He explains with a twisted face. The guy snorts, barely looking at Martin, and smiles at Louis.

"In that case, this guy is just an idiot. Since he can't understand how lucky he is."

Louis just looks at the guy and blinks a lot.