The wrong Connor

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Connor and Brady said I could watch them at their soccer practice today, so I got ready and drove over to the school soccer field.

When I arrived nobody was on the field yet, except the coach.

"Hey Coach!" I shouted over to him

"Good morning L/n" he responded

As the training began I couldn't focus on Connor. Brady and Conner had the same haircut now and looked completely the same. I couldn't distinguish them well anymore. Today they also didn't have their trickots on for training, otherwise I could have remembered Connor at his number.

After practice the boys walked to their cabin. I waited for Connor and Brady outside, because they wanted to drive me home.

Connor was the first one to walk out of the cabin, Brady following behind.

I run up to Connor and kissed him, saying how good he played and how proud I was.

When I kissed him he immediately pulled away looking at me confused.

Then I hit me.

The person I kissed wasn't Connor, but Brady.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I thought you were Connor. I...I didn't mean to kiss you" I said embarrassed

Brady chuckled, amused by the situation.

"No worries, Y/n/n. It happens more often than you'd think."

The REAL Connor came now up behind Brady also laughing.

"Your face after the realisation, was the best and funniest thing I saw in months!" He said laughing his ass off

My face flushed with more embarrassment as I nudged Conner in the shoulder.

He came closer to me and wrapped his arm around me kissing my head.

On the way to the car, Brady decided to embarrass me even more by saying, "Am I a good kisser though?"

I ran away from them hiding my red face.

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