Challenging 5 || Ollie Lynch

Football awes

*Ami's pov*

Waiting for Maeve to come out of her meeting is taking forever. She is on the arrangers committee, where she arranges all the school functions and activities. I was supposed to go to her house after school but she's taking forever. Trekking up the school stands, I go and sit near the top. Pulling out my romance book, I begin to read and then- "Lads! Start your warm up quickly so we can make most of this session!" My head flew up as my eyes settled on Coach giving out orders to what I think was a rugby team? Wait no, definitely football, look at the balls. "Yes Coach." The team rehearsed in response. "Coach, want me to take it?"
"Yes thanks Lynch." I clip my head round only to let my eyes set on a curly blonde. His muscles pushed through his number 5 jersey making them very visible. Why was it so attractive and why was it making him attractive? What's actually going on today? I feel like I swapped dimensions. "Line up everyone, begin with jogging to that line and back." Ols shouted at his teammates who immediately cooperated. Him giving orders to his team was oddly so attractive making him seem so in charge and protective. Wait, why was I suddenly thinking like this? Fix up, Ami! Just then the rain opened up its heavens and poured down on everyone outside. Just great. Now I'm soaked and confused. My eyes widened and my tummy suddenly flipped as I layed my eyes back on Ollie. The rain had made his hair and jersey all wet. His curls were drenched giving the wet boy look, his jersey was soaked through, clinging to his body and giving me a full view of his abs. Whoa. All I can say is...whoa. Ollie is no doubtly so attractive now and I can't even deny it anymore. There's no use. "Coach can we please go, we are getting drenched." Some guy groaned. "No! Stop being a pussy and serve your team, Connor!" Coach yelled back. Although Connor was taller and broader than Ollie, I couldn't help ignoring whatever tantrum he was throwing and turning back to my new culprit that has now snatched my attention. He was running up and down, tackling his teammates effortlessly and thanks to the wind, his jersey flew up a bit giving me the perfect sight of his toned body. My jaw dropped. It got to the point I wasn't even reading a word on the page, but instead watching Ollie do his training with such ease. Every now and then, the wind would do me such justice and give me an even better view of his new body. Butterflies began to build up in my stomach and I began to blink rapidly, obviously enjoying my view. "You ready?" Snapping out of wonderland, I turn to face my best friend who had joined me up on the stands. "Huh?"
"You ready to leave?"
"Er, yeah sure."
She shakes her head at me. "One of these days, I'm going to get you a pair of hearing aids."
"How dare you say that Maeve Lennings!" I gasp slapping her arm with my book.
"Next time listen!"

I turn to face my alarm clock. It read 2:56, just great. Facing my ceiling, I try to sleep knowing I'll be so tired tomorrow at school. I close my eyes but guess who I saw? Yes, Ollie Lynch. I don't know why my subconscious keeps on taking me there but that's what is happening. However, instead of his imagery making me feel relaxed, it made me feel excited and a strange feeling I can't describe. I had made peace with me thinking he is attractive, but that still doesn’t tell me why I am dreaming about him on a early Wednesday morning at nearly 3am. I scramble to my find my headphones. Placing them on top of my fluffy hair, I turn on my phone and begin to play one of my favourite playlists. TV Girl came on so I shuffled in bed and prayed it would help me sleep.