Not Your Typical Running Back || nh au

Six: "What the fuck is your problem?"

Missy, Nia and Bella walk down the hallway with me. We met at the entrance, so we can just hang out before class. As soon as we all have our stuff from the lockers, we stop at Missy's locker because we do that every morning.

"So, Max, who's your Homecoming date?", Nia asks, finally breaking the ice.

"Uhm... It's some guy from the team. He asked me the day I told you Mikey broke up with me. It's Niall", I finally exclaim.

"My brother?!", Missy shouts.

Some students passing us, stare at her, as if she was crazy. A big smile forms on Nia's and Bella's faces. Missy starts laughing at me. She holds my shoulder.

"You're kidding, right?", she asks.

"No, I'm actually not", I answer truthfully.

"That's just amazing! My brother never asked anyone out to Homecoming or Prom, ever! Maybe he likes you", she says seductively.

I look at her with an are-you-serious-look. She smiles widely, as Niall passes us.

"Hey Max", Niall greets me with a huge smile on his face.

"Hey Niall", I smile blushing slightly, as he engulfs me in a hug.

"I'm picking you up at 6 tonight for the game", he whispers in my ear and leaves me alone with my fangirling friends.

Bella giggles, as I look back at them. Missy and Nia just squeak like little girls fangirling over 5SOS or something. I roll my eyes, say goodbye and leave for my first class, which is Maths with Niall and Logan.

*****

"Hey Max! Sit with your team", Harry exclaims, as I make my way to the table with my friends next to them.

Missy, Nia and Bella all nod. I think about something a moment.

"Do you still have room for about three more beautiful girls?", I ask, as I sit down next to the set next to Niall.

The whole football team only fits at one table because they pushed two tables together. There are 10 seats in one row, so we have the 11 players and we have 6 bench players and so we have 3 places left for the girls.

"Sure", Niall smiles at me.

"Hey girls, come over", I say, looking over to them.

They take their trays and bags and sit with us. The girls get random questions from the boys around them, so I just listen to a conversation of Niall and Louis. They're talking abou some concerts and how Louis' girlfriend would love to see Paramore and 5SOS live this year.

"Hey Louis, I know someone who could get you guys cards for Paramore", I say.

Louis looks at me, stopping his sentence he wanted to say to Niall.

"You could really get me cards for Paramore?", he asks excited.

"I just have to talk to my ex and yeah. He's touring with them. We're still good friends and stuff, so I can ask him. The show in Baltimore?", I ask.

"Yeah, it's the closest."

I nod and mentally make a sticky note to ask Mikey when I call him tonight.

"Thanks", he smiles.

I just smile and continue eating. suddenly I feel someone pulling on a strand of my brown hair. I turn around to see Amanda from my Maths class.

"How dare you touch Michael?", she asks.

"What the fuck is your problem? He was my boyfriend", I say kinda annoyed of her.

"He's mine!", she scoffs.

"Bitch, I swear, what is your fucking problem?", I ask and stand up, my mood sinking lower and lower by the second she's in my face.

I'm 5'6 and she's like 5'2, so I'm way taller and have more muscles. She's like a stick, when you touch her, she breaks. She walks back a bit, so I don't hover over her so much.

"First I'm not a bitch and second why did Michael even want an ugly slut like you? He could've had me", she exclaims.

I shake my head. I had to deal with way worse fans but she's just fucking annoying me.

"Okay, let me just tell you that Michael broke up with me and he'll be all yours now. Just leave me fucking alone in the future. Before you can ask, no, I won't get you tickets or give him his number", I say and sit down with my back towards her.

She huffs and leaves with her friends on her heels. I start eating again and finally realize that it got quiet in the cafeteria. Niall starts to laugh, as everyone starts to chatter again.

"What?", I ask annoyed of Amanda.

"It was just so funny how you scared her. She's a real bitch. You gave her a reason to hate you now because you named her bitch. Beware of the bad things she'll do to you", he speaks.

"What could she do? She's a damn wimp", I say.

"This one girl accidentally spilled some water on Amanda and she slept with a guy, so he would sleep with that girl and hide a camera. She send the video to everyone at school. Cady changed schools after that. No one messes with Amanda."

"Oh fuck", I mumble.

"She's too scared of you, I can tell", Harry suddenly speaks up from in front of me.

"How?"

"We dated about 7 months ago. I can tell when she's scared and when not."

"Okay", I say and eat my lunch.

*****

My mom answers the door for me, as I stand in my room, trying to finally get the stupid eyeliner on my eyelid, so I don't have to do my make up after the game. I put on waterproof make up, so it won't be ruined. I soon just give up and only use mascara and lip balm. I'm not the person for make up. I throw my make up and the shower stuff in my bag along without a hairdryer because I'll only wash my body. The door to my room opens to reveal Niall with two black stripes under his eyes. Shit, I forgot them this time.

"Hey Niall, can you take my dress?", I ask.

"Hello Max, thanks for asking how I am. I'm doing great", he smiles.

"Sorry but I'm not done yet", I say.

I take the paint from my dresser drawer and make two black stripes under my eyes and tie my hair up in a ponytail. Niall grabs my dress, as I take my bag and we head down the stairs. we both already wear our gear and the jerseys because Niall is also late like I am.

"Stop you two!", my mom shouts, as we open the door.

She stands there with a camera in her hands.

"It'll just take two minutes", she smiles, as she takes my bag and dress.

Niall lays his arm around my waist awkwardly, as my mom turns back. I put my arm around his torso and smile with him. She takes a few pictures before we can leave. We speed to school with Niall's car. We're about 10 minutes late for warm up but who cares. As we come into the locker room, Coach Patrick is really pissed and screaming at our team.

"Niall, Max! I'm so pissed at you! Why are you late? Huh? There was one thing I asked for! I wanted you to really come by time, Niall! You never make it in time!", he shouts at us.

Niall takes my hand because I wince at his words.

"It's my fault, Coach, don't blame Max for being late", Niall speaks.

"Oh hell yes, I'm blaming you, Horan! You're always late! You are the captain of this fucking team, you should be a idol, and it is important today! I'm here today because I love football. I wake up every morning, thinking of how great my team is and you ruin it every game!"

Coach Patrick sits down on a bench.

"Yall just warm up and go on the field. I'll be there in a few", he speaks, as we all tie up our shoes and get our helmets on.