One (Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 11: Ex Boyfriend

Niall

"Well I guess we clearly know now who the loser at today's bet is." I said as I stand up from my seat enjoying my double victory.

"Fine." Maggie pouted. "But I still believe you already planned this out. You cheated." She said looking up at me.

"It's a deal. You have no other choice but to be my one hour servant today. So when do you want to start?" I said smirking.

"I can't believe this." She grunted. "You already know who's going to win from the very beginning. You cheated. Our deal is invalid." She stands up from her seat and stomp away.

I can't help but laugh at how cute she reacts right now. She looks like an eight year old child who was defeated by her older brother in a fight on who will have the bigger piece of cake. I smiled to myself as I watch her walk away then after a few seconds I followed her as she walks into the exit.

"Am I going to start the timer now?" I said teasing her. Her facial expression is a mix of embarrassment and anger.

Maggie just gave me a deadly look saying she doesn't find it funny.

"It's a deal babe, you agreed in the first place." I said.

"Fine." She said then she stopped walking then faced me. "But no crossing the lines" she said as she looked on the ground then she flushed. "You know what I mean" she said angrily.

"What? You think I'm that kind of guy?" I laughed. "This is just a small deal to ask you things like that. And I never do that." Did she really think that about that? It never even crossed my mind!

She sighed crossing her hands in her chest. "Okay. So what do you want me to do then?"

"Let's talk about that later. We need to meet some people here." I said then I grab her arm leading her back inside the stadium.

We go down the football field to greet some of my friends from the Derby team and Maggie can't believe that she got to know some important people at today's game. She even meets the players and we play a little football for a while. Even though Maggie is a huge fan of football, she doesn't know how to play.

"How come you never bothered to learn?" I ask as I kick the ball towards her. We are alone now in the football field since everybody decided to head to the dressing rooms and change. It was a tiring game to be honest.

She stops it with her right foot "trust me, I tried, it's just, no one bothered to teach me" then she kicks the ball back to me.

"Remind me about that once my knees are fully recovered, I can't wait to beat someone up again" I said then I pass the ball at her again. This is the only thing we can do since both of us can't play well.

"Really?" she said as she stops the ball again. "Don't underestimate beginners like me" then she steps backward to kick the ball and the next thing I know I am on the ground crouching because the ball hit my balls. Well, not that exactly, but it still hurts. "At least I know how to kick a ball." She said dusting her hands as if it has dirt in the first place.

"What was that for?" I wince in pain, my face in contact with the earth.

"Remind me about that once your knees are fully recovered. I can't wait to beat you up again." She said looking down at me and using my own words at me with a smirk on her face. I didn't know that this one has sass in her bones.