"C'mon boys, stop fooling around! Get yourselves together!" Coach yelled for far at Louis and his puppets, is what I like to call them because they do almost everything Louis tells them. Louis walked around the back of the line with his puppets, laughing out loud for god knows what reason. I shook my head and stepped to take my turn kicking in the ball.
"We don't have all day, Styles, let's go!"
I nodded and wiped my sweaty palms against the fabric of my shirt, and aimed my foot towards the ball, kicking it at an angle into the goalie. I smiled to myself, scoring it perfectly and to Coach Horan seeing he'd nodded for me to go back to the end.
"Next!" He yelled, watching the next player go up after the ball was placed back.
I looked over at the coach, studying his facials expressions noticing he looked a bit angry. He sounded angry too. Should I ask him about it? or is that being too nosey? I mean I barley know the guy. But what if something happens while I'm in his office? I wonder what it's like to have angry sex with him. I bit my lip at the thought, My eyes sizing the coach up and down.
"Still thinking naughty about the coach?" Louis laughed, making me jumped out of my train of thought.
"W-what..?" I asked innocently.
"Coach Horan! Harry wants you to bang h--" He started, my hand quickly cupping over his mouth before he could finish.
"Louis what is wrong with you?!" I whisper shouted to him, my face the deepest shade of red there could be."Why would you say that!"
Louis shrugged and laughed,"It's fun."
"You're such an asshole.." I roll my eyes and cross my arms.
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After everyone finished, we all headed back to the locker rooms. I grabbed the clothes I needed to change into, waiting for everyone else to leave. After everyone left, I stripped out of my clothes and wrapped the towel around my waist. Soon as I got to the shower, I turned it in waiting for it to get to the temperature I desired before pulling off my towel and handing it up. I stepped in, letting the water soak into my hair and down my back letting out a sigh of relief.
"You doing alright in here?"
I gasp and jump for the second time, covering myself and turning my head to the side."wh-who's there..?"
"It's your Coach? Have you not recognized my voice already?" He asked, stepping closer.
fuck. What is he doing here? I thought everyone left? I groan quietly, beginning to get nervous.
"I wanted to talk to you," He said, his footsteps sounding closer
"About what..?" I ask curiously.
"About what Louis shouted earlier."
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bad ending wow /: but there you are (((((:
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Fanfiction"I know I shouldn't but I may or may not have a slight tincie little crush on my coach"~ Harry
