It's saturday afternoon and Harry and Louis are in the locker room of the boys' footballteam. Today is probably the most important day of their lives. It's the finals. Both of them have been training all day everyday for the last few months. "Come on, lads! Let's go out there and beat their stupid little asses!", Louis yells and calls them all together. All of them yell out and go running onto the field. "Remember to treat them with kindness!", Harry shouts at them but nearly nobody hears him. Nearly all of them, except for Louis. "Shut up! We're doing this the Tommo-Way!", Louis disagrees. "What's the Tommo-Way?" "The way we have always played up until now. The way that made us win every single match of the season!" "Why is it the Tommo-Way?" "Because I'm the captain and I said so! Now skip out there and fly like a little fairy!", Louis says making fun of Harry. The two of them run out to the others waiting on them.
The game starts. Harry has the ball. "Pass! Pass!", Louis yells. Once Harry passed him the ball a oponent player trips over Harry's foot so Harry stops and helps him up. "Are you alright? I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to make you trip! I'm so sorry, did you get hurt?", Harry worryingly asks and helps him up. "Oh god! What a fookin loosah! He's way to girly for football! How did he even make it on the team? He isn't even a good player... well, he's ok, but still! The guy tripped and what does girly girl have to do? Appologize a million times! He tripped! There's so much worse that can happen! Just fookin get over it! That would have been my goal!", Louis thinks and just turns away and tries to ignore him.
During the rest of the game Louis completely ignores Harry and doesn't even think of passing the ball to him when he's free. There's an awful lot of "Oh, I'm so sorry for slightly touching you!", mocks from Louis because it feels like Harry does that every two seconds. Louis scores three goals and the opposing team doesn't even come near to one goal.
After the match, when the entire team is back in the locker room, Louis holds a little speach. "First of all, great job you guys, you were all amazing out there, well, most of you..." He looks at Harry. "Anyway, we were amazing and kicked them right in the butt so I think we should go out and celebrate! Secondly, little miss sunshine here asked me earlier, just before the game, what the Tommo-Way is... you all know that though, don't you?" All of them nod and yell "Kick their asses and don't kiss them!" "Exactly! How many times have I told you?" "Every day!", they all yell and Harry feels ashamed. "Well, we shouldn't actually...", harry starts but gets interupted. "Why not? It's fun. We win. It works for us!", Louis asks nearly starting to laugh whilst the others try to hold back their laughter. "Well, because that's not the point! We shouldn't go out there and foul each and everyone of them! We should treat them with kindness!", Harry answers.
"Why would we do that? That's no fun!", Louis says and the others nod in agreement. "Because we are nice...", before Harry can finish his sentence Louis and the others interupt him by laughing. "You may be, but we're not all like you little miss sunshine!", Louis says. "Let's go lads! We're gonna go celebrate! Little miss sunshine probably won't join us! He doesn't drink or smoke cause he's too good for that", he adds and walks off followed by the rest of the team. Harry stays behind and sits down on one of the benches.
"Why do they always have to be so mean? I didn't do anything wrong, did I? What's their problem? What's so bad about me not wanting to purposly hurt anyone like they do? Or that I don't want to get waisted and high?", Harry thinks and starts to cry. All of a sudden he hears the locker room door fly open and Louis storms in. "Are you crying? Are you really fookin crying?", he asks throwing over a bench on his way to his locker and opening up his locker. "No!", Harry sighs and wipes away his tears with his jersey.
"You're such a loosah!" "Why do you always have to be so.... so...", harry starts struggling to find the perfect word. "Sexy, handsom, good-looking, amazing,... pick your word!", Louis answers smirking. "No! So... so..." "Come on, say it!", Louis challenges him and doesn't expect an answer. "So... annoying and rude and hurtfull and rough!", harry finally says and Louis starts laughing. "Well, if I'm as bad as you say I am, then why don't you answer this: Who has more friends, huh? Who's more popular? Who has had more girlfriends?" "You!", harry answers walking away. "Yeah, thought so! Nobody likes you! You're probably still a virgin and haven't even had your first kiss!", Louis says provocing Harry and Harry stays quiet and turns red. He tries not to cry but Louis notices and comes over.
"You're such a loosah!", Louis says before Harry presses his lips on his. "What the fook?", Louis shouts taking a step back. Harry turns away and starts to open the door. Louis jumps infront of the door and bangs it shut. "You're not leaving!", Louis explains. "Why not?", Harry asks looking down at his feet. "Because... because...", Louis starts and then leans in to kiss Harry. First Harry is confused but after a few seconds of realising this is actually happening he kisses him back. Louis pulls Harry away from the door and against one of the lockers. The kiss gets more and more intense by the second until Louis stops it and takes a step back.
"What was that?", Louis asks. "I don't know...", Harry answers. "Me neither, but I really liked it!", Louis says and Harry looks surprised by his answer. "You... you liked it?" "Yeah, it's... different than kissing girls. I never had to pull someone down...", Louis laughs and Harry shyly joins him. "And you? What about you?", Louis asks. "What about me? Did... did u..." "Yeah! I mean... just now when you came in and shouted at me..." "I turned you on by shouting and calling you a loosah infront of everyone?" "I guess..." "Oh just shut up and kiss me!", Louis says grabbing Harry's face and pulling him down a little.
After another minute they hear steps and jump apart. Niall walks in. "Louis, what's taking you so long? Were you making out with a new girl in here or what?", he asks. "Nope, just looking for my fookin' coat! Can't seem to find it!", Louis replys. "It's right here!", Niall answers picking up Louis' jacket from the floor. "Oh, gees, thanks, lad! We're off then! See ya, loosah!", Louis says and heads for the door. "What was that? Louis... did we really just... no, we couldn't have!", Harry thinks to himself and then heads out to meet up with Gemma and his mum in the parking lot.
