Soccer Star (Ally/You)

Team Bonding

Your POV:

"ALRIGHT LADIES LISTEN UP!" Our head coach Jill yelled. We were in the locker after our last practice before we fly to Brazil. "You did a great job today. There's a lot of eyes on us this time around. We got gold at the last Olympics and we won the world cup. But we are stronger now. Y/N!" I looked up. All eyes were on me. "You proved yourself in your short appearances in games, and in training."

I nodded. "I did."

"That's why you're starting."

"Don't joke with me right now." I said.

"You are starting kid. Make your, well I guess your country proud."

I nodded.

"Congrats." Alex said patting me on the back.

We all drove to the hotel. While we were eating my mom called. "Hey mom."

"Y/N! IS IT TRUE!" She asked in her thick Italian accent.

"Is what true?"

"You're starting!"

"Yeah." I laughed. "I am."

"I am so proud of you. This is your dream. This is why you left home."

"I also left so I could help you." I stood up. My mom is a single mother of 5. I was the oldest. I left home at 13 to come to America to pursue my dreams of being a soccer player. The USA National team picked my up right away. "One day we'll be a family again. You won't have to work no more. I'll take care of everyone."

"You're only 18 Y/N."

"You were only 18 when you had me." I looked back at my team. Some were looking others continued to eat. "I gotta go mama. I'll call you tomorrow okay? Give everyone a kiss for me."

"I will. Ti amo." She said.

"I love you too." I smiled and hung up. Being away from home, my mom for 5 years is really difficult.

"Aw look at the little mommy's girl." Tobin teased.

"You try leaving home at 13 and coming to a country you don't know. Then let's hear you call home." I stuck my tongue out at her.

Everyone laughed.

"They're proud of you." Christen.

I nodded. My phone started to ring again. I looked at who was calling and sighed. "Leave me alone." I said and hung up.

"Ohh angry Y/N."

"Shut up."

"Who was it?" Alex asked.

"No one important." I said as my phone rang again.

"Who is Nate?" Megan asked.

I sighed. "No one." No one said anything. "Fine! He's a lying cheating asshole. There. Happy?" I picked up my phone and left. "What do you want Nate?"

"To see you. I'm sorry."

"I don't want to see you. Fuck your apology." I walked into my hotel room.

"You don't mean that babe!" He said. "Nate come back to bed!" I hear in the background.

"Real nice Nate. You want to see me so bad? You seem pretty busy to me. Leave me alone. We are done Nate! Done!"

"You'll come back. They always come back to me!"

"Okay Nate. Come and you in the same sentence just don't match up. Leave me alone fuckboy!" I hung up. I put my headphones on and started listening to We Know by Fifth Harmony. We know all about you fuckboys.

Okay so there's gonna be a lot of soccer players (especially from the US Women's national team) so if you don't know any of them let me know. Fifth Harmony soon! Who do you want to date? Ally, Dinah, Lauren, Normani or Camila?