So Wrong, It's Right (Louis)

Chapter 10

Stupid Liam. Stupid Liam and his damn mouth.

Unfortunately, my mind hasn't stopped going back to that night where I kissed Liam, which is all Liam's fault for having to bring it up in the first place. It's not like I forgotten it because kissing a boy isn't just something the mind wants to let itself forget.

I couldn't really focus during supper, which my dad hadn't been fond of. While I was spending my time thinking about kissing Liam and actually seeing myself touch lips with him, my dad was asking me about the match that was coming up. I hadn't heard him mention it because my mind was clouded up with Liam and kissing him. My dad was annoyed that I wasn't paying attention to him or football, which was just his conclusion because thpse were the things I should be focusing on. If only he knew what and who I've been thinking about when he was chatting with me. To make this short, I got an earful that I need to be more responsible and take charge of myself as a player.

Let me move on to things that aren't about Liam Payne or my dad. My day started out as it usually did. I woke up, got ready for school, and left my house with having no words with either of my parents. I met up with Zayn and Blake, who wouldn't stop going on about this girl he pulled. Apparently, girls are attracted to him and he doesn't mind sleeping with them. Zayn seemed to be pretty into hearing all about Blake's bragging and boasting. I tried my best to just tune him out because I had absolutely no interest in hearing about any of it.

Speaking of Zayn, when I had met up with him after what had happened with Liam, he wanted to know what it was all about. Now, I couldn't exactly tell him about Liam's secret because then I'd have to tell him mine at the same time. Nobody was ever supposed to know that Liam and I kissed, not even my best friend. We make jokes that are quite homophobic sounding and it probably sounds like I'm trying to justify something with the fact that I kissed another boy but I still pick on Niall with those awful jokes. Just because defense mechanism exist, doesn't mean that they work for the good in people. That defense is rather masking up someone than really helping them.

I've gotten off topic again.

I had a massive surprise in order for me. Well, the surprise was more for both me and Zayn in courtesy of our beloved football team captain. Harry was getting on our nerves lately with trying to prove to us that we were the worst people he's ever met. I actually received two surprises.

The first one was in form of Coach walking through the hallway, approaching the three of us and asking Blake if he could get headed on to class. The morning bell hadn't even rung yet so I felt this ill feeling that this was going to be something serious. Maybe Harry had finally lost it and told the coach about how we've been treating Niall. This was going to be a very terrible day for me and I was probably going to let everyone I came across know that.

I think that Zayn thought the exact same thing because when I glanced over at him I could see the fear in him as tension took over his body. The one side of his jaw moved as he clenched his teeth. If we were going to survive this we had to stay relaxed because the coach would be able to figure out that we were guilty if our body language gave us away.

Coach asked us to follow him down to his office, requesting that we all have a little chat before class starts. We weren't suppose to worry about running late because he would email our teachers. I wasn't worried abotu that. I had much more important things to be worried about and those things were all I could think about as we followed behind him. Zayn and I didn't even look over to each other once.

The coach didn't even sit in his chair behind his desk once we all gathered in his office. He didn't even invite us to take a seat and he just looked down at us with his arms over his chest. I had no idea what was racing through his head then but I hoped he couldn't read mine either.