Fast Lane *Brooklyn Beckham*

Chapter 28- Twenty88

"It's been so long, I'm so happy to see you back." Josh says happily. "How are things with you and..." He trails off since he knows I know who he's talking about. I sigh.

"Still nothing, how about you?"

"Still something." He says with a wink, I still find it super odd that he's dating my ex best friend but oh well.

I look over behind Josh to see Danny and Brooklyn walking over. I'm sitting on the bench right now because I'm just that cool that I don't have to sit on the side.

"Hey baby." He says coming over and hugging me.

"Danny get off." I say with a chuckle and I shove him slightly.  "Brooklyn!" I say as I stand up and walk over, he smirks as he looks me up and down, I'm currently in his oversized jersey so I may look kind of stupid but oh well.

"It suits you." He whispers before giving me a brief kiss on my lips. We pull away since his whole team is now making cat calls and are whistling. "Shut up or you're benched!" He yells with obvious anger. Everyone shuts up and goes back to what they were previously doing, I giggle a bit.

"Good luck." I say tracing a hand down his muscles on his arm, I smile dayum he one strong boy.

"Having fun there?" He asks looking at me amused.

"Yep." I say with with a smirk. "No but really, good luck. That team looks massive." I say eyeing the other team that looks blood thirsty.

"Yeah-They're all obviously 30 but oh well." He says shrugging, I look at him confused and then back at the team.

"Brooklyn, they look like they could knock you out. Just promise not to try to fight one of...those." I say worriedly staring at the other teams goalie, Brooklyn uses his hand to make me look at him.

"Baby, I'll be fine." He says with a cute smile as he kisses my forehead. "Wait-you don't think I can take them on?"

"Brooklyn what no!" The whistle blows, right before running off he quickly says.

"Challenge accepted."

"Brooklyn that's not what I meant!" I say trying to make sure he hears but it's honestly no use...there he goes. I sit on the bench next to three of the players on field.

"Those guys could eat us." Max, a striker says. Max is nice I don't know him too well but he's friends with the guys and we talk sometimes.

"They're obviously not our age how does no one else see this?" I say back referring to the ref.

"I know right! It's like a written law that all refs have to be assholes." Another boy, Kyle says.

"That's so true." I say laughing. I focus back on the game, the other team scored-great. "Oh looks like the gaints are up one." I say, the guys all laugh at my comment.

The game continuous on for a little bit until it's 3-0 and we're still loosing. Brooklyn is clearly mad-so are most of the guys.

Danny is still on pitch in striker and Josh is in goals whilst Brooklyn has been pushed forward to striker to try and get us some goals.

The whistle blows, half time. A mad group of guys walk over all shit talking and puffing.

"Oranges?" I ask sweetly not knowing what to say, a couple of the guys smile a bit at my presence.

"You're adorable." One of them days, I walk over to Brooklyn who sits angrily on the ground, I sit down next to him umm why is this boy not a bag of sweat? He still smells nice what the actual f-

"We're so going to loose. Those guys we're shoving us around as if we were ewoks and they're all chewbacca sized." I laugh at his choice of words for an example. I just sigh and lay my head on his shoulder, I take his hand in mine and just play with his fingers as a way of trying to calm him down.