Part 6

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*Hope's P.O.V*

Today was the day, I was going to have some fun for the first time in London. I thought as I got out of the steamy bathroom. Today I'd start doing what I loved again, soccer. I grabbed my Nike 90's boots and walked out the door heading for the schools soccer fields.

I had played soccer close to a month ago; when I was still popular. Before I had been torn apart by my parents fighting. Before I was dragged away for London, before my mother had abandoned me at a school with me only knowing 5 boys who only wanted to know me because of their little game.

Before I knew it I had reached the soccer field and began taking my anger out on my blue and green soccer ball. It felt so right, like all of my happiness was coming back with each ball that flew between the goal. My life was slowly but surely getting back on track.

"Your quite a good kicker." A sweet British voice said from behind me. I turned, bringing the ball with me. "Mind if I join?" He asked before I saw that the voice belonged to Louis.

"Uhhh yea, no not at all." I stuttered, while I picked up the ball.

"Wow nice boots." He said looking down at my feet. I looked down at my old red and white boots, laughing.

"What these old things?" I asked bouncing the ball up an down.

"Yeah, those. Well wanna play a game or not?" He asked, kicking the ball out of my hands.

"Oh your gonna get it Jenifer!" I yelled running after him.

We ran around for at least 4 hours before my legs started to ache and my feet had blisters.

"Want to come to Starbucks with me love?" He asked sending butterflys flying through my stomach at the mention of love. I knew it was a usuall for british to call each other love but I still wasn't used to it yet.

"Uhh yea." I said picking up my bag and walking behind him.

"What's New Zealand like?" He asked as we walked out of the school gates.

"Different I guess." The fact was that I didn't really know what was different. He picked up my confussion and changed the subject.

"Did we scare you?" He asked out of the blue. I looked at him, straight into his blue eyes that were filled with so much worry and guilt.

"How many times have you won?" I asked adverting my eyes to the road.

"Once." He chuckled as if thinking of it. "We started going out." He paused. "Then she moved to America to furfill her dreams." He sighed as we reached the door of starbucks.

The shop was warm and cozy once we got in side.

"Tea?" Louis asked from in front of me.

"Uhhh I forgot my wallet, no thanks." I said looking away at a table. "Imm going to sit down." I said before dashing to a table. I sat down looking at Louis. His brown ruffled hair, his stong arms, his pink full lips. I stopped, pushing my thoughts aside as he came to sit down.

"Caramel tea for you, caramel tea for me." He said, putting a large cup in front of me. I sat there staring at him. "What?" He asked while taking a sip of his tea.

"You didn't have to get me tea." I said picking up the warm cup.

"Well I did." He said smirking.

"Well." I paused. "I've never had tea before." I said looking down at my fingers.

He gasped a fake gasp, making me chuckle.

"Really?" He asked, putting his cup down on the table.

"Really." I said before taking a sip. Letting the warm, tasty liquid slide down my mouth.

"Nice or what?" He said.

"What" I said rolling my eyes.

"Ready?" He asked as he stood up.

"Uhh yea." I said looking out the window. The clouds were grey and I could tell it was about to rain. "By any chance did you bring an umbrella?" I asked as we walked out onto the cold street.

"Nope." He said popping the 'P'.

On the way home I found out about Louis. How he came to the school when he was 15; after moving from Doncaster. He didn't meet the boys until the next year when they were in the same music class. He told me about his previous girlfriend and how she moved to America to go on the X-Factor; she believed that the UK's X-Factor was horrible. Louis told me about his hobbies; singing and soccer. I liked Louis. He was funny but yet still sweet.

As we reached our dorms he pulled me in for a hug, he told me he was there for me.

"Hey want to play some sing star?" I asked before he walked away to his separate dorm.

"Sure." He said smiling as I unlocked my door and walked in to see someone reading on the bed opposite mine.

"Who are you?" I asked as I walked into my dorm

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