The Game : A Niall Horan Fan Fiction (on Hold)

Chapter 7

As long as you love me we could be starving we could homeless we could be broke. I pick up my phone immediately knowing that this is Kyle

"Hey Kyle" I say

"Hi Paige how did the whole Niall driving you home thing go" he asks

"It wasn't the bad. I think me and Niall are actually friends again" I respond

"We'll that's good." He says

"So what's up" I ask. I know there must be a reason Kyle is calling he usually only calls if it is important. If it is just to see what's up he would text.

"I sort of need some advice." He says

"Well that's a change" I laugh "I'm usually the one that is asking you for advice"

"Well if you were to ask me for the same advice I'm asking you i'd be surprised." He says.

"Okay cut to it Kyle what do you want" I say sharply.

"Um so you know that girl kaylie. I really like her and I think she likes me back but I don't know" he says

"You have to know I'm not going to go through your dating drama without something in return" I say

"Okay what do you want Paige" he replies

"Since the play is over I want to tryout for the girl'a basketball team". I say

"And why do you need my help"? He asks. "Your dad is the varsity basketball coach".

"Well when I was younger I played tennis I wasn't really serious about it. We had a huge fight and I never played sports again. I'm pretty sure if I asked him to help me start basketball World War 3 would start." I say

"Okay I'll help you if you help me" he says

"So what day do we start" ? I ask.

"Tomorrow after practice tell your dad that we are reviewing for a test and i'll drop you off" he says

"Cool thanks kyle" I say

"Wait how are you going to help me with kaylie"? He asks

"I'll just talk to her but I'll warn you I'm not good at being friends with girls." I say before I hang up

The phone clicks as I press the red hang up button. I really don't know what I'm going to do about the think with kaylie. I'm just do glad that I have a chance at the girls basketball team.

*********** MONDAY **************

"Hey Paige"

"Hey Niall What's up" I say

" Kyle can't come today or any Mondays for that matter" he said

"Wait what? Why?" I ask.

"He's physical therapy got changed. He has to go more often now. He is going on Mondays, wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays." Niall told me

"Is he alright? Did he get another injury" I ask. A couple of weeks ago Kyle had rolled his ankle really bad. Luckily he could still play on the team as long as he went to physical therapy every week.

"It's normal to go more times a week when it's getting to the end believe it or not." He says.

"Okay so what are we doing"? I ask.

"Well Kyle gave me a list if things to do with you. He said if I trained you by myself I'd go easy on you and then you'd suck" He laughs.

"He's right you probably would. Okay. What's first" I ask.

"Wait before we start what are you wearing" he begins to laugh.

I look down I have on my brothers old air Jordan's from when he was in like 5th grade. Hey I have a small foot okay don't judge. I have on my spandex from when I tried volleyball and my brothers chanpionship football shirt. I also have on a sweatband on my head.

"What" i ask.

"I don't want to be rude but you look insane. I just got paid, I'll take you to sports authority or dicks sporting goods after this" he keeps laughing.

"Okay stop laughing at me. Why do you work" i ask

"Because unlike you I don't have parents that love and take care of me" he says.

"Wait what do you mean" I ask.

"I live in a foster home Paige" he says

"Wait what how did you move if you live in a foster home" I ask.

"It's not how it's why. The previous foster home I lived in didnt want me anymore so they sent me to the only other home that would take me and it just so happened to be in another country." He says

I'm shocked I can't say anything. I guess he must see the look on my face.

"Enough about me lets start. He says to start with a mile. But you can't go running in those shoes." He says. "Let's learn how to shoot and take layups today" he says