Harry's P.O.V
"What takes him so long?" I look down to my watch again. Zayn and me were arragned to meet 30 minutes ago and he's still not here, i give it another try and call him for the 10th time - in vain. This is Zayn leave a message i'll call you back 'This is Zayn leave blabla' I Imitate his voice mail with an annoyed silly voice. Usually I'm cool and relaxed but there's nothing I hate more than waiting or to be stood up, he could have give me a call, at least i mutter to myself. My thoughts are interrupted by a distant rumble. I look up to the sky which is covered in charcoal grey boiling clouds, shortly afterwards i can feel the thick cold raindrops falling on my forehead. "Oh no, not that' I loudly moan in annoyance. "the day can't get any better, what next?" I take the football out of my backpack throw it up and kick it hard as I can torwards the goal - but miss it for like 4 metres and almost slip on the wet gras "ou i'm glad nobody's here" i cough and biting my lip while looking around the empty soccer field. The rain got heavier, I shake my hair and brush my soaked dark curls out of my sight. "who are you talking to?" I hear a male voice chuckeling behind me and turn around frightend. shit that's akward, how long has he been watching me? A boy with maroon hair and deep blue shining eyes stands stands front of me, his lightly tanned skin and the designer strubble give him a raspy look but at the same time everythings about his face seems soft and fragile "ouh s-sorry i didn't want to frighten you, i- I'm sorry" he stammers insecure and I notice how his sly smile fades out of his face. somehow I feel sorry. "No, no it's okay I- I just thought I'd be alone and was lost in thoughts y'know" I explain and grin at him, a lightly smile aperas on his lips and i can feel how the situation eases "so, what are u doing here alone on the soccer field while it's absolutley bucketing down?" he laughs. wow- that's wierd his laugh is so loud and melodic and warms me up in some way eventhough I'm completley soaked to the skin " well haha, I could ask you the same' I chuckle, hardly trying to black out my chitters from the cold "Me? oh i just like playing soccer in the rain, it' gives me a special feeling..." "ah, i see" I say grinning broadley "and where is ur football then?" despite the rain and my hair which blurry my sight i can tell he blushes as red as a beet "I I erhm-" he stutters looking to the ground and I have to laugh. he suddenly looks up to me pulls off the foot ball i've had chlenched under my arm and lighlty drives it into the goals direction with short kicks while lining it around his feet. I want to protest but the only thing I get to do is standing there, starring at the guy I just met, slack-jawled. His eyes are glued to the ball and the hood of his black jersey hoodie only covers half of his head which makes him look incredibly sexy- erm good. his originally white vans are covered in dirt now and the movements of the ball perfectly harmonize with the movements of his whole body.He turns around to me and skillfully kicks the ball up while looking at me."eh curly what are you waiting for, let's go, maybe you'll stop trembling like a leaf then" he shouts at me laughing and passes the ball over. curly? I give him an offended glace and blush a little "really funny!" i shout at him sarcastically and start running after the ball. okay harry's somethings definitley wrong with u. You don't even know his name, get a rip!" i say to myself while trying to dribble the ball as good as I can, but he's faster and takes it away from me. we dash tho and fro for a while totally ignoring the heavy rain the loud roars above the rumbling of thunder and the holing of the wind,, it's really fun. He is defintley better than me but finally I get to reach him and try to sneak out the ball between his feet but indestad i catch his foot and we both slip. Totally exhausted we're laying on the ground laughing and gasping, the raindrops keep droping on our sweaty bodies. I have no idea why we're laughing so hard but it feels amazing. as our gasps and laughters and puffs and blows ceased we just lay there listening to the sound of the pouring rain and the whistles of the wind. "We should leave" the boy whose name I still don't know proposes in a serious tone. "Why? I thought this here would give you a special feeling" i tease him chuckling. He grins "ya but-" Flashes of lightning lit up the darkened sky followed by cracks of thunder as though in reply "see?" he continues he gets up and reaches me his hand we look deep into each others eyes for a moment when another flash appears on the sky. I shake. "come let's go" he smiles and reaches me my backback. We run to the parking lot as fast as we can. i feel a little bad when I see his car and compare it to mine i guess he got the old one of his parents or bought it veryvery cheap somewhere, the paint is damaged the backlights are masked with tape it's covered in dent whereas my car is immaculate super new, expensive and of course paid by my parents. as a "consolation" for their divorce. "fucking door" he swaears quietly. obviousley he's strugelling with the key or something. "you need help?" I offer him but he snubs "no its okay, its not the first time this happens haha" he finally gets to open the door and tunrs around to me"erm then, bye.." he gives me a weak smile and quickly jumps in his car "wait i dont even know your name i shout" but he just closed the door and drove away.
