Niall Horan Imagines

Coach Horan

Soccer to you was life itself. There was nothing more you enjoyed than soccer, you've been playing it since you were 4, and not to brag or anything but you were amazing. You've been on the varsity team since sophomore of highschool and Coach James was great but he had retired last year so this year the school hired a new coach, Niall Horan.
You were arriving down at the soccer fields when you noticed everyone was huddled up, you wondered what was going on. They all turned around when they heard you coming. "Ms. (Y/L/N), nice of you to show up, but you're late!" The new coach said
"Well practice doesn't start until 3:20, its barely 3:15?" You questioned
"Didn't you pay attention to the announcements, I said practice started at 3:10! So you're late go run 2 laps!" Coach said
"But why? Its first practice can I just have a warning?" You asked
"Take this as your warning now go run some laps!" He said blowing the whistle.
After your laps you went through practice, but the new coach was really harsh, mostly on you!
The week went by and nothing changed maybe coach just didn't like you but he had to like you! You've never had a teacher/coach not like you. You were going to have a talk with him after practice.
*after practice*
"Coach, may I talk to you?" You asked politley
He let out a sigh, "what is it (Y/L/N)?" he asked
"Well its just that, do you not like me? I mean, I'm not complaining, but I feel like youre being a lot tuffer on me than on the rest of the girls. You always make me do extra things when I've done nothing wrong?"
"It sounds like you're complaining to me!" He responded "just for that, you're going to come tomorrow and have a special practice." Really? All I wanted was to get an answer and what did I get? A punishment, we are not even supposed to have practice on Saturdays but I'm not going to say anything don't want to have practice on Sunday too...
*Saturday*
You arrived at the fields ready for your special practice! You didn't even know why Coach didn't like you, he had absolutely no reason to!
You saw someone walking up to you and you realized it was him in a very tank top and some black shorts, he looked pretty hot! OMG no!!!! He's your coach, he can't be hot!
"(Y/N), ready?" This was the first time he addressed me by my first name, and god knows I wasn't complaining, omg no no no....but I mean it sounded so good coming out of his mouth especially with his thick Irish accent!
"Hello!" Coach said waving his hand in my face, I zoned out...
"Sorry what?" I said
"Go warm-up!"
As I was warming up he began setting the goals, and cones
"Im ready!" I said as I got to where he was standing
"Good, because were doing a one on one!"
"OK but I'm going to beat you" you said in a whisper to yourself
"What?" He asked
"Oh nothing!"
You began with the ball, dribbling it, you swerved around him and scored.
The game kept going and right now it was 3-2, you had scored 3 times.
You had the ball but  he reached up to you and hovered over you, "You're not going to win" he said
"The scores says something different" you replied with a smirk
He gave a chuckle, he wrapped his arms around your waist, his breath on your neck. You were frozen, you weren't expecting that at all, he suddenly stole the ball from you and ran to your goal where he scored!
"Hey, you cheated!" You exclaimed
"How?" He asked all innocently
"Ummm," this was awkward, maybe he wasn't trying to do that at all and I'm over here think something else! "Never mind..." You finished
"So let's keep this game going, next goal wins?" He said
"Ok!" You replied
Obviously you scored, and you were so happy, you had won and beat your coach! "Oooohhhhhhh, guess who won, this girrllll!" You said pointing to yourself and doing a happy dance. Coach Horan just looked at you amused and started cracking up. You got all up I'm his face, bragging about your win, when he suddenly took your face into his hands and pressed his lips into yours. The kiss was slow yet passionate, it was ... real!
You pulled away and he stared into your eyes, "I'm so sorry!" You said, this was wrong
"No it was my fault, I'm sorry!"
You sat down on the ground trying to process everything that had just occurred, soon followed by him as well.
"Why?" You asked
"Why what?" He asked confused
"Why did you kiss me?" You asked once again
"I..I...I dont know, I like you (Y/N), and I know that this impossible because I'm your coach, but you're wonderful!"
You were flattered by his words and to be honest you liked him too, "I like you too." Was all you could say
You got in your knees and leaned In, having your lips connect with his was something magical, something extremely hard to explain ... It just felt right! He began to lean back, and you followed, lips still attached. The kiss began to get heated, and it soon turned into a full out make out session, you pulled away, for a catch of breath. "What are we going to do?" You asked
"I don't know, but I mean we can't tell anyone at least not right now! Not when I'm your coach." He said
The season went by and nothing happened between you and Niall, but you did miss him, he would give you little smirks during practice but no one ever noticed which was good.
The championship was this afternoon and you were more than ready but a kiss wouldn't hurt but the only person you wanted to kiss was Niall and that wasn't going to happen so you had to focus on the game.
The game began and your team was doing great, the scored was 5-4, anything could happen, but you had to win. You got the ball and sprinted to the goal knowing there was only 30 seconds left, all the pressure was on you, you had to score! 5,4,3,2...SHOT! You had scored the last goal! You ran around the field, screaming out of excitement, you ran to coach and kissed him. No one was expecting that, not even you but you didn't care you were to happy to care! When you both pulled back, you rested your forehead on his, "I'm sorry!" You whispered
"Its ok, I missed those lips anyways!" He whispered back before kissing you passionatley once again!

AN: WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK? IMAGINE HAVING NIALL AS YOUR SOCCER(FOOTBALL) ⚽ COACH! I MEAN WHO WOULDNT WANT THAT BEUTIFUL PIECE OF IRISHNESS! LOL WELL ANYWAYS KEEP READING AND SHARE MY STORIES AND BOOK PLEASE, VOTE!!!