Writing Prompts

A game of tennis brings two unlikely people together.

I sat down against the chain link fence in defeat. My boyfriend was over an hour late. Didn't call, didn't text. I should have known he wouldn't show. He's been distant lately and won't talk to me when I ask him what's wrong. I don't know what is going through his head. Suddenly, my rang in my pocket. I looked at the ID, and it was my best friend, Kaitlyn.

"Hey, how's the game going?" She asked in an upbeat manner.

"He didn't show." I heard her sigh.

"That's the third time this week he's flaked on you. How long have y'all been together? Like 3 years?"

"Yeah. I don't know what his deal is. He didn't call or text. Seems he has his own agenda and forgets we are in a relationship."

"I'm sorry, i think you should break up with him. It's been a constant thing for the past month. It's not worth it anymore. He's just hurting you."

"I know. I think you're right." I sighed.

"You should come home. There's no point in staying any longer." I stood up on my feet.

"You're right. You're much better company right now than this empty tennis court." I heard the fence door open and looked up. A tall guy, kind of tan, with chocolate brown hair, walked in. He had no shirt, and I could see all his tattoos. What drew my eyes were the leaves down by his V-line. He looked so hot. The second guy was shorter, and he had straight, messy hair. He was also on the tan side. His tattoos were all along his arms. He had a few on his chest. I couldn't help but drool at the site of them.

"Earth to Riley!" Kaitlyn's voice broke me from my thoughts.

"I'm...I'm here." She chuckled.

"It doesn't seem that way. What's going on?" I felt my face run hot when the taller guy made eye contact with me. He gave me a side smile.

"Um... two really hot guys just walked in." I whispered to her.

"No way! Get their numbers!"

"Kaitlyn, you know I suck at talking to guys. Plus, I have a boyfriend." I pointed out. "Well, maybe not for long."

"Just get the numbers. Or one of them, at least. For me please?" I groaned.

"Okay, fine, I'll see what I can do." I heard her squeal over the phone.

"Geez, deafen me, why don't you."

"Sorry, I'll hang up now, and you flirt like hell girl." I shook my head.

"Bye." I hung up the phone. I looked up, only to realize the tall one was only a few feet away from and coming closer. My breath was caught, and I felt like the world was in slow motion.

"Hey, miss. Are you trying to play?" His British accent was thick. But the words rolled off his tongue flawlessly. "Are you waiting for someone?" I felt drawn to his eyes. They were a very pretty green color. I couldn't look away.

"I was, but they never showed." He smiled bigger than before loss.

"Their loss. Do you want to join?" He asked. I bit my lip.

"Might be your gain." I winked at him then stepped onto the court. He stood in the same spot, watching me. The smile faded but was replaced with a tongue flick on his lips and a side smirk. He made his way to the other side of the court. His buddy stayed to the side of this match. He started the serve, but I quickly scored against him. He looked a bit shocked. He wasn't expecting me to be good.

I beat him all three games. Then his buddy joined in, and it was them two against me. This time, I only won two games out of three. I enjoyed myself. We walked to the center of the court where the net was.

"Great game. That was fun." I spoke first.

"Indeed it was. You're really good at this." The tall guy spoke. I nodded.

"Tennis champion. Three years running. Picked the wrong girl to play today, it seems." There was that side smirk again.

"I don't think I did." His voice was slightly lower when he said that. His buddy jumped in.

"Hey, I've gotta go, my girlfriend is waiting on me." The tall guy nodded and gave a hand shake. "It was fun playing with you..." He paused, waiting for my name.

"Riley. Riley Wixx." I shook his hand. "And you are?" I asked back.

"Louis Tomlinson." I narrowed my eyes. That name was familiar. And then it clicked. Kaitlyn talked about them all the time.

"One direction." I stated. Louis smiled.

"So you're a fan." I chuckled softly and shook my head.

"My friend Kaitlyn is. She's in love with you guys." I looked over at the tall guy. "You must be Harry then." He nodded and shook my hand. Louis pulled out his phone.

"Give me your friends number. I'll give her a call since she's a fan. I'll tell her how you kicked our ass in tennis." We all laughed. I noticed Harry being quiet. From what Kailtyn says, he's not the quiet type. I told Louis the number, and he smiled at me again. "Anyway, I've got to go. Good meeting you. See ya later, Hazza." I smiled at the nickname. Louis left the court, and it was just Harry and me.

"Do you have to leave too?" I broke the silence that was starting to build.

"No. He's got a date." He said. "So, you're not a fan of us, huh?"

"I've never really listened to your music. I don't listen to music much. Don't have a lot of time on my hands." I could see he jaw move. It was slight, but it was sexy nonetheless.

"What keeps you so busy?" I shrugged.

"Tennis. Work. Other stuff." I wasn't going to go into detail. I don't even know him.

"Other stuff? Like what?" Of course he asked. I felt my cheeks get red, and I awkwardly chuckled.

"I dont kiss and tell." This got his attention.

"Oh yeah? I bet if you kissed me, you'd tell your friend." I put my hands on top of the net to lean in a bit closer.

"Is that a challenge?" I teased. I could feel his breath on my lips. His hands rested on top of mine.

"Seeing as how close we are, I hardly see that as a challenge." His hands cupped my face, and he brought his lips to mine. The tension between us was strong. I could tell he'd been wanting this the whole time. I'd been wanting to kiss him, too. His lips were soft, and I felt like I was flying. I moved my hands to his back, feeling his strong back and shoulders. The warmth radiating from him was comforting. I bit my lip, and I gave a small moan. I could feel my whole body getting hot. The kiss got deeper and more desperate. Though it all ended when my cell phone rang and we both jumped back from each other; not expecting it. I looked at my phone, and it was Kaitlyn. I looked back at Harry, who was watching me closely. I ignored that call and then crawled under the net so we weren't separated.

"No one comes out here at this time of night." I stated. "I come here enough to know that." His lips curled into a smile, and he immediately pulled me into him, his lips on mine. Hungry and lustfull. Exactly the same as I was feeling. We let go of our stress and anxieties. Of all our worries and enjoyed this moment between us. A moment that I don't think I will ever be able to have again after tonight.