Growing Up With Him- Conor Maynard Fan Fic

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I rush home. Conor and I have a race to get ready first. I run and put on black leggings, my red Messi football jersey and my black Nike with my hair in a high pony tail. I take off my necklace and bracelet so I don't loose them but keep my ring on. I have to buy him one one. I race out but he won.
"Are we seriously matching?!" I laugh. We take a birthday selfie. It's like 11pm and dark the the street lights are on.
"You've got shorts on though." I say.
"I'm not wearing leggings. Even though my legs are so amazing!" He says strutting his legs.
"Race to the field?" He asks. I start running.
"Not fair!" He says. He runs after me. Luckily I did track in secondary school. I won of course. Everyone else is there.
"I let you win, love!" Conor says.
"Sure babe." I say. I pull him into my best and kiss him.
"Okay, team captains!" Josh says.
"I say, Sam Vs Conor!" Joe says.
"OOOOO!!!" Everyone says.
"Aright, let's do this!" I say.
"Good luck." He says.
"Nope. Don't need it!" I say.
We pick teams. I have Jack, Caspar, Joe, Alfie, Zoe.
Conor has Mikey, Oli, Tanya, Jim, Josh.
Conor points to Mikey.
"Were gonna loose." Conor says.
"Be nice Conor." I say. They start with the ball. One point to Team Pro. That's us. Conor's team name is no hope. Hilarious.
Game goes on, I cross over Conor lots and he crosses over me. I fake break my ankle to steal the ball from him. He's so sweet but clueless.
We win.
"Rematch! But, it's Sam, Joe and Jack vs Conor, Josh and Oli. Who over looses, runs down the street in just underwear, and or bra and underwear." Mikey says.
"Sounds good to me." Conor says.
I'm a bit scared now. Joe and Jack and I are amazing but Josh has a powerful kick. I don't have a good feeling about this.
"Is it on?" Oli asks. Joe and jack look at me. I sigh and shake Oli's hand.
"It's on." I say. Jack and I are in front and Joe is in the mid back. Everyone else vlogs. I have a bad feeling right now. I start shaking a little. My mind drifts off.
"Sam? Sam?!" I hear. I snap out of it. I look around.
"You okay, love?" Conor asks.
"Yeah yeah I'm goons. Come on. Let's play." I say. Conor nods. We kicked the ball I carry it up and pass to jack and he scored. It goes like that for a while but joe and jack switch. But, josh wanted to kick. I don't know why I feel so bad about this. I don't wanna seem like a idiot for stopping the game. I tell joe and me to switch. We call pause. Joe, jack and I get in a huddle.
"Sam what's wrong? Ever since josh started to kick, you've been acting weird and scared?" Jack asks.
"I don't know why, i feel like something is gonna happen. I don't know if I can play. But I wanna win." I say.
"Wanna sub out?" Joe asks.
"No." I say.
"Okay, if you don't feel well about this, tell us." Jack says. I nod. We go back into play. Josh kicks and I carry it up and cross Conor over. I come up to Oli. I cross him over and pass to Jack. He carried and passes back to me. Josh comes over to cross over, he takes the ball and my ankle, of course, twists. I fall to the ground and Josh carried back to Oli and Conor. I struggle and get back to the game. I run/ limp to the ball. I try playing but it hurts like hell. I start feeling dizzy but keep playing. Jack passes me the ball and I pass to joe as soon as I could. As soon as my foot kicked the ball, it felt like it was all over. Tears brimmed my eyes. I don't wanna seem like a pussy.
"PAUSE!" Jack yells. Joe and jack rush over to me.
"Sam, what's happened. Your crying! What happened!!?" Joe asks.
"When josh crossed me over, I think I rolled my ankle." I say.
"Gods. You need to sit." Jack says.
"No, we need to play." I say.
"If you play, it's gonna get worse, Samantha." Joe says. I dry my eyes.
"If he crosses your ankle again and you fall, you could break it, Sam." As Jack says that, everything goes fuzzy. I start to fall but Jack catches me.
"Sam your sitting. Let's go!" Jack says.
"No." I say.
"There's no other choice!" Joe raised his voice.
"Is everything okay?" Conor yells.
"Yes!" I yell back.
Jack and Joe sigh.
"Your going to hurt it more, Sam." Joe says.
"No, I'm playing!" I say. I limp back to my position. We all go back. Joe shakes his head. I focus on the ball and nothing else. Conor starts the play. I focus on the ball. I'm not running down the street naked. It's last play. 9-9. Josh and Conor carry the ball and scores.
"DAMNIT!" Jack yells.
It's my fault. I wasn't fast enough.
"Someone's got to get nude!" Oli yells.
"I don't think I can even walk." I say to jack.
"Let me do the honors!" Conor says ripping off my shirt.
"Some one has done that before!" Joe laughs. I blush.
"ITS FREEZING IN THIS BRA!" I yell. Everyone can see my bra. The guys take their shirts and pants off.
"This is stupid. I'm not taking my leggings off." I say.
"Come on Sam! We've done it!" Joe yells. I sigh. I take my pants off. I'm in my black bra and panties. All the guys take pictures.
"Stop!" I say. I hate when someone even looks at me with clothes on.