Mine

Chapter 8

I had given Harry a ticket for the game today and he still hasn't showed I ran out a few times before to check and I haven't spotted the curly haired fool of mine in the crowd yet. I would have imagined him being first one here at least for me but he is probably mad at me. Mad because I couldn't take him in the car with my bodyguard. I couldn't take him out with me at all at least not during the day. Just before we go out to begin the game I grab my phone texting Harry. 

To Mine

Where are you I didn't see you when I went to check the last three times? :( 

A minute later it buzzes 

From Mine 

In the stands where you can definitely see me you just didn't look hard enough x 

To Mine

See you soon Mr. Styles ;) x  P.S I will find you 

From Mine 

You won't back there get your cute bum out here, I miss you....

With that I lock my phone back up throwing it in my locker before heading out with my team. The whole crowd screams loudly as we make our entrance but my only concern is him being here like he said. I scan the stands trying to find him, why am I having such a hard time I gave him a ticket for the front near our net. His ass is bound to get up if I play dirty. I smirk at this plan I have running threw my head. 

"Tommo your on the field." coach says thumbing towards the field where they are already playing. 

I run onto the field swiping the ball immediately from the other team. Dribbling it towards our net I see him finally and I stop dead in my tracks his green eyes meet mine. I'm tackled hardly so much so I'm winded and have fallen to the ground. I get up slowly and stumble a little bit before vomiting onto the field. 

"Louis mate you alright you need off the rest the game?" Daniel asks resting his arm around my shoulder. 

I look back at the stands where he is and sure enough he is stood firm looking worried while only a few others are stood. That's the last thing I see before I totally black out. 

Voices, voices is all I hear around me or is it one voice. I blink my eyes open cautiously and slowly my head hurts a good bit. 

"Tommo are you okay?" the coach questions. 

"Har-" I begin wanting to ask for Harry but I remember I can't. 

"I want to go home." I say sitting up. 

"Right get his bodyguard here so he can go home." Coach Rob  orders. 

"I can take him." a familiar voice says from the door. 

"Um and who are you?" 

"I'm uh no one special just a friend that got invited to his game someone really close to him." Harry explains. 

"Right then Mr. No One Special, you can be on your way then." Rob smirks. 

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The whole car ride to mine is quiet mostly because I have a bad headache. Harry's hand stayed on my thigh and hasn't moved until now the loss of the warmth from his hand being there feels strange. 

"Lou wake up." Harry says softly. 

I don't wake up I'm too sore and this killer headache of mine refuses to let me do so. His strong arms wrap around my small waist carrying me up the path. He lays me gently down on the duvet of my bed. I try to reach him but my body says no.