You and me

Part 25

Y/N POV 

"Y/N will get to play." I look at the board and indeed my name is on the board. What the actual fuck. I am so happy right now. I can't take the smile off my face. I am finally getting my chance to play. We hear the referee blowing her whistle letting now that the game will resume. We all get out of the locker room but Aubrey pulls me back. "Now is your chance Y/N. Make me proud." I nod at her and run at the field. Everybody is standing in their positions but I am still at the side line. There is this guy with a board so that the referee will know which players are getting switched. The board lites up and you can see my beautiful number twelve and then Michelle's number. Now is my turn to run up the field. While I am running to my position I hear the crowd go wild. This is the best feeling that I have ever had. I take my place at the ball since it's our turn to kick off. This will be the first time that I am taking the kick off with this team. I quickly look up in the crowd searching for Lizzie. When I see her I send her a quick wink and I can see her eyes sparkle. I want to make Aubrey proud but I also want to make her proud. And obviously my grandma and grandpa. I know that my grandpa is watching the game on his tv so I want this to be worth his time. 

The referee blows her whistle and I make the pass to Scottie. It feels so good to be in the game, you can't imagine how long I have been waiting to play at this kind of level. Scottie takes the ball and I run forward so that she can play it back to me. I get the ball from Scottie and make my way over to the goal. I see some free space on the right side of the field so I make my way over there. The defender comes running to me but I quickly see that her legs are far apart so I put the ball between her legs and run after it. Well, that's one defender less. I look up and see that Scottie is right at the penalty point. I line up to pass the ball to her. I take a shot at the ball and it flies right into her feet. Scottie takes a volley and the ball flies right into the net. I can't believe it! We made a goal! I run up to Scottie to celebrate with her. She comes running at me and jumps in my arms. "You did it!" I put her back down and now the rest of our teammates join us. I can't believe that we made the 1-1 let only be it in the first minute of the second half. We all go back to our places and wait for the other team to kick off. I am beyond happy right now. I still can't believe that we made it work, now we have a real shot of winning this thing. The other team takes the kick off and now the game resumes. 

The other team really goes in defend mode right now. They try to keep the ball in their team and don't really make any effort to play it forward. After a few minutes of playing like this the defender of the other team gets the ball and I run up to her. I try to take the ball but she was quicker and gave a long pass to their striker. It's a beautiful pass, I am not going to lie. The striker gets the ball and takes a shot. The ball goes nicely in the top corner, Olivia can't reach it. Our defenders are not looking for one second and the other team immediately makes 1-2. I am beyond pissed right now. How could this happen, we were doing so good. 

Olivia quickly gives me the ball and I take it to the middle. After everyone is in their place and the referee blows her whistle, I pass the ball to Scottie. We still have half an hour to try and make two goals so it's possible. I ask for a pass and I get the ball. Me and Scottie make a beautiful combination and now we are in the box. Scottie gives me a pass and just when I wanted to shoot I get tackled. This girl fully tackled me on my ankle, she didn't even touched the ball. I lay on the ground clutching at my ankle but I don't hear any whistle sounds. I hear Aubrey and my teammates yelling at the referee for a penalty. Of course this is a penalty, she didn't touch the ball. I try to get up and walk on my ankle, it doesn't hurt that much. I just need to put some pressure on it so that I can walk. I walk up to the referee to ask for an explanation. "Ref come on, this was clearly a penalty. She didn't touch the ball." At this time everyone of our team is now talking to the referee. "She touched the ball first, you just dived." What the fuck. 

"Are you fucking kidding me! She completely cracked my ankle! You got to be fucking blind not to see that!" I pull my sock down and let the referee see my ankle. It already has a bruise forming and some blood stains from where her shoe hit me. I pull my sock back up but the ref doesn't seem to budge. I get a little closer to her and put my finger in her face. "Talk in you earpiece and you will hear that she didn't touch the fucking ball!" I see the referee pulling something out her pocket. She shows me a yellow card, is she really giving me a yellow card. What the fuck! I want to say something but Scottie pulls me away. "Keep your mouth shut, we need you. You can't risk getting a red card." I turn away from the referee because I know that Scottie is right. I just hate this, we deserved a penalty. It could be game changing but it wasn't meant to be. I am so freaking pissed right now but I need to focus and get back in the game. 

My ankle is fine, it's just a little sensitive but I will live. When I was a goalkeeper, I had these type of injuries all the time so I can manage it. The goalkeeper from the other team is kicking the ball back in the field and so the game is back on. Another twenty minutes pass without chances. We only have ten minutes left to make two goals. Our midfield gets the ball and they pass it right to Scottie. She runs in the box of the other team but she is surrounded by defenders so she can't shoot. I am standing just outside of the box and I call for Scottie so she can pass the ball. I get the ball and see the perfect opportunity to shoot. It's a long shot but if I place it right and shoot hard, I can make it. I take my shot and see the ball flying right into the lower left corner. What a beautiful goal, I can't believe that I just made that. I run to the corner and look at Lizzie. When I see her I make a little heart with my hands. I know it's a bit sappy but I can't help myself. I see Lizzie smiling at me and I just can't get this smile of my face. Soon my teammates are here and they all jump at me. I can barely stand up but I don't care. This is the best feeling ever. "What a fucking beautiful goal Y/N! You really are amazing!" I hear my teammates yell at me. apparently when you score your first goal here all of your teammates get to slap the back of your head. So yeah, I am here walking back to my place while my teammates gently slap the back of my head. I hope that I will never get to lose this feeling. 

We still have five minutes left to make another goal. What a game it will be if we make it work. The other team kicks off and they are trying to keep the ball in their team. They don't try to attack but because of this it's really hard to take the ball from them. There is only one minute left on the clock but our midfield just recovered the ball. They pass the ball to me and I make a run to the goal. This is our last chance, don't fuck it up Y/N. There are still a few defenders before me so I don't think that I will make it alone. I run past one defender and now I am in the box. There is still one defender before me. I look to my right and see that Scottie is besides me and that she is alone. Just after I passed the ball I get tackled by the same girl from before. I fall to the ground and this time I hear the whistle. This was so dumb from the defender but I guess that she didn't have a choice. If I would have passed the ball to Scottie, she would have a clear pass to the goal so I get why she did that, she was just a little late with her tackle. I get back up and see the referee handing out a yellow card to the girl. Now we get a freaking penalty. Thank you God. 

I pick up the ball and give it to Scottie but she doesn't take the ball. "No Y/N, you should take the penalty. You deserve it, we would not have came this far without you." Fuck, do I need to take it. What if I miss? I can't think like that, I nod at Scottie and take the ball to the penalty spot. The referee comes to me to give me some instructions but I don't listen. I know how to take a penalty and I don't want to get out of my zone. The whole stadium is silent, ready for the penalty. I take one last look in the crowd and see Lizzie looking at me. She smiles so softly at me and she nods at me. She thinks that I can do this, that gives me enough confidence to do this. I line myself up and wait for the referee to blow her whistle. I take one last breath and then I hear the whistle. I run up to the ball and then I kick it. I see the ball flying right to the top left corner...

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Hey guys, I hope you al have a great day. 

So sorry for letting you hang at such an exciting moment. Next chapter you will get to know if Y/N scored. What do you guys think, Will she score? 

But hey, two chapters in one day just for you guys. 

I hope you like this chapter, let me know what you think of it.