Y/N being a famous Hiddleston

the second half

You stood in the middle of the field. Tom stood in the front warming up as you snapped your fingers and neck. Your hair was in a bun and your uniform wasn't even too big. It suited you. You warmed up your limbs a bit as you start to play. 

"May I?" You asked as you kicked the ball away from the other team. He was surprised that you were a girl, but you ignored him and played together with the team. You just liked being playful and you thought it was funny seeing their confused faces when you took the ball away from them.

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After the first half of the match, you and the team talked to Max. He was very impressed by your skills, so was Tom. 

"Alright. New strategy ideas?"

"I saw that the strategy from the other team is terrible," one man said and another one agreed. I also nodded, "their strategy is actually just attacking the ball"

Max nodded and glanced to Tom, "did you found out something?"

Tom nodded, "yes, but the same thing as they already said"

"I noticed that their strategy is quite a complete mess," You stated while you grab your bottle to drink and Everson, who stood in the front, agreed, "That's right; they just go wherever the ball is, the only one who stays back than is the keeper, even the three in the back join."

Tom nodded, "I also saw that, yes"

"Alright," Max clapped his hands and looked around, "Anyone a good idea?"

"Are we going to change the places where we stand?" Everson asked.

Tom shook his head, "no"

You glared to him with a raised eyebrow, "why not?"

On Toms face has found his mischievous grin his house and you groaned, you know that smirk way to well. 

"The only thing we change is that we move Y/N to the front. I'll go to the middle instead."

"What?" You glared up to him and crossed your arms over your chest, "why?"

"Because, dear, you're fast, and I bet your even faster than most man here. Besides, you're a girl so-"

You cut him off, "so they think I can't play football," he nodded and was kind of proud.

"Exactly. Now, we will all cover her as she moves to the front. I bet she's also faster than the other team, and the fact that she's a girl, will surprise them so much that, perhaps, she can shoot, or move to the front with all of us, so that one of us can shoot."

Everyone nodded in agreement but Everson didn't agree, "but we are 6-2 ahead! Why would we even do that?"

Tom wanted to say something, but you cut him off once again, "because, smart-pants, they can still win."

Everson raised an eyebrow and glared to us, "b-but.."

"No buts," Max adds as the referee floats on their penny whistle. Everyone heads back to the field and you and Tom switch places. You smirked when you saw the gazes of the other team on you and the match started again...