~A few days later~
"Hello!" Someone cheerfully says behind me. I turn around and see Simon standing there.
"Hi" I enthusiastically say. I was currently washing the dishes.
"What's up?" I turn around as I just finished drying off the last plate.
"Not much" I turn around and lean against the counter. "What's up with you?" I smirk.
"Same old, same old. Videos." He says. I nod. I turn around and start to pack up the dishes. It gets really quiet very fast.
"What's up with you and Vikk?" He asks out of the blue. Shit. Shit. FUCK! I turn around and put a fake questioning look on my face.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"You've been avoiding him for a while." I gulp. Time to make up a lie.
"No.. he's just been busy and I've been cleaning. So, not really much time to talk i guess" I laugh a little. He smiles. I turn around and start to pack the rest of the stuff.
After I finish Simon is still there. He's now on his phone. I take the seat across the island from him and take my phone from the counter.
"Abby.."
"Mhm"
"Why did you leave the house the other night?" Why so many questions? I mentally groan.
"I had a busy day and i was pissed off. And I went to pack" I say. Another lie.
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"Hey" I say to coach Murphy. I forgot about practice on Monday. It's now Wednesday. I practice on my own every now and then so, I'm not really missing anything.
"Abby! Let's go! Catch up with the girls! 50 laps around the pitch!" I put my stuff on the side and start running around the pitch. I can run about a mile before I have to stop. So, this should be easy.
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"Nice hustle ladys! Abby great running!" He points at me. I give him a thumbs up. I see the some of the other girls send me dirty looks. I got that a lot honestly. I was just really good at sports and I guess they were jealous.
"Ok, now girls! Let's work on some more running. Suicides! 25 of 'em! Get to it!" Here we go again.
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25I walked over to my bag to get my water. I grab my water and turn around. I watch as the other girls continue their running. They're not as fast as me.
I take a few sips of my water and put it back. I notice a note as I put my water back. I grab it.
Abby.. I really want to talk to you. Meet me in the kitchen at midnight? Please. It's important. -Vikk
What does he want now? I sigh as i put the note back. I start to take walking laps around the pitch. Because you know, gotta lower your blood pressure after exercising.
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Knock knock.
I just knocked on Vikk's room, hoping he would answer. I really don't want to go later tonight. I want to sleep.
I got back from practice about an hour ago, so I took a few breathers and caught up on some videos.
"Come in!"
I enter the room.
"Hi" I say.
"Hey, you get my note?" He asks.
"Ya, I didn't want to wait til earlier. I was hoping we could talk about it right now." I rub my arm.
"Ya sure. Let me finish editing this. Im almost done, I promise." I nod. I close the door and sit on the end of his bed. I take in the features of his room.
"Ok... and done!" He spins around in his chair to face me.
"What did you want to talk to me about?"
"This." He leans over to me and presses his lips on mine. This time, I kiss back.
-Abby (Me!) Cheeky double update bc I wanted this chapter out SO badly!!
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Runaway To The Pitch
Fanfiction"When I'm afraid, I run to the pitch. It clears my thoughts and I escape the world"