POSSIBLY British (Harry Styles Fanfic)

American Football

•Harry's pov•

Apparently Ella and Lana cheer at school and they invited Zayn and I to watch them tonight at a football game.

"These Americans play football at an odd time of year." Zayn stated

"I know. and I wasn't aware that people cheer at football games either." all I can think of is that the southerners like doing there sports completely different.

We pulled into the parking lot at the football field and I saw the goal posts.

"Ahhhh mate this is American football" I yelled at Zayn while walking around the back of my car.

"Yeah I just realized that." he laughed

We payed our student entry fee and walked up to the fence by the track.

Woah I forgot how fit Ella was. That cheer uniform on her just, woo.

"Hey harry, heyyyyy Zayn!!!" Ella waved at us from the opposite side of the fence.

"Hey babe! hey harry!" Lana came jogging up.

"Bro look at her freakin legs. she is so hot." Zayn stared at Lana's legs and arse.

"Uhh have you seen my girl?"

We walked up into the stands and took our seats in the student section.

Before kickoff we did the national anthem and said a prayer.

"Annnnnnnddddd welcome to Friday night football everyone! home tonight we have your blah blah blah eagles! and the visiting opponent is the blah blah blah panthers!" The announcer screamed through the speakers.

The rest of the game I tried to tune him out, his voice was more annoying than my home room teachers.

I focused on Ella the whole game. clapping and cheering for her after every cheer. people were staring at me but I honestly didn't care.

At halftime the girls did a dance routine. Ella and Lana both did stunts and flips, it was pretty good.

"Mate are you hungry?" Zayn asked elbowing me slightly.

"Uh yeah now that I think of it I am. let's go get some nachos or something." we got up from our seats and walked down to the concession stand

"Hey what can I get fo...... wait oh my gosh your the boys from one direction!" the little girl at the counter screamed. she looked like she was about 14 or 15, so year 9.

"Listen love if you promise not to freak out I have tickets I'll give you. please just don't scream again and do not text or tweet all your friends that were at this game."

The little girl agreed and I passed her two floor seat tickets to the nearest concert venue.

Zayn and I returned to our seats for the last quarter of the game, with our nachos and soft drinks.

"This has been fun. Do Americans do this every Friday night?" I asked Zayn

"I don't really know, I guess they do. you'll just have to ask one of the girls. or Niall I bet Niall knows."

The game was over and it took a life time to get out of the stands, let alone the parking lot.

Ella and Lana took their own cars to the game so we couldn't take either of them home.

Once out of the parking lot I dropped Zayn off at his house and returned to my own.

I had only been home 7 or 8 minutes when I got a face time call from Ella.

"Hey babe!" she waved with a huge grin on her face. "Thank you so much for coming to the game! Did y'all have a good time?"

"Yes we did love. And zany and I have decide that we quite fancy American football. You did great on all you stunts and cheers and all too by the way."

"I saw you clapping for me after every cheer or chant. you know your not supposed to do that, right?"

"Well I don't care if I am or not. I will cheer for my cheerleader if I want." I gave her a small wink.

"Am I going to get to see you anymore this weekend." Ella have me a puppy face.

"Hmm I don't know,we'll see."

With that we said our goodnight and I laid back on my couch to check my twitter.

There was a hashtag trending that said #bringtheboysbackfromhillbillyville

I decided to tweet one of my usual transparent tweets. it said "I quite like hill billy food. I think I've put on some weight since I've been here though #greatsouthernfood . xx"

I locked my phone and tried to put the million thoughts in my head to the back of my mind, but nothing I did seemed to work.

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Again another short chapter. but bear with me. the best is yet to come. And if y'all noticed my new boom cover it's like perf. I'm really proud of myself.

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