Right here ~Minishaw~

Chapter 12

"hey you wait up" I hear called after me as me and Vikk start to walk home after the game and I see Simon come running, that alone is really confusing to me

"I'll see you tomorrow" Vikk tells me as he walks off giving me a soft smile, my family has already gone home, I had to stay longer, they had won the game by 2 goals to 1, Simon had scored the final goal off the game and won them the game, it was intense as it was in the 89th minute, the crowd went insane.

"congratulations on your goal" I smile at him

"thanks" he tells me as he smiles, that smile might melt me, how can he be so cute

"you are really good" I just tell him as I blush a bit, I just hope that he did not notice

"is your face OK?" he ten asks me as he looks at my cheek

"yeah I'm fine, I've been hit harder than that" I say and smile,

"then I might just have to hit you harder next time, then I have an excuse to talk to you" he tells me and winks at me,

"what?"

"sorry, that came across a bit different than I meant it to" Simon smiled awkwardly

"what are you trying to say then?" I ask and now it's my turn to laugh at him, as he stands there awkward.

"can we start again, I'm Simon"

"and I'm Harry" I say and shake his hand, It just feels right to be there with him, I don't know how I can explain it, I feel good to be there with Simon even if us talking is incredibly awkward and strange and a bit uncomfortable. Simon then offers to walk with me home as he finds out that I only like 1 block away from him, so as everyone else has gone, why not walk together and I just accept it, I don't want to walk home alone, and I do want to spend some time with Simon, I do want to get to know him, I think he is really cute, hopefully his personality is just as good, because that is the most important thing.

"how come I've not seen you around here before, how old are you?"

"16, and I just moved here from Guernsey like 2 weeks ago"

"ohh so that is why JJ called you the incest kid" Simon said 

"great" I mutter

"and what made you join the cheer squad, why not football?" Simon asked me, changing the subject as soon as he saw my reaction. 

"I've done gymnastics before and I did mostly floor and I was pretty good at it, and my little sister is in cheer and she is always making me help her, by supporting her, lifting her up so she can do tricks and all that fun stuff, and I don't really like running after a ball to be honest" I say and smile

"good on you then"

"thanks I guess, but how old are you?" I ask him

"I'm 18, I only have a year left, then I'm hoping I will get noticed and that I can play for a big club like Chelsea or Manchester United or those sorts off teams"

"I think you have a good chance, you are very good"

"thanks, I appreciate it" Simon just smiles at me as we walk home, chatting about life, it's amazing to me how easy I find it to talk to him, I hope we can stay friends, even if I feel like I want something more, but I need to get that thought out off my head fast as he is clearly not gay, I saw him check out the cheerleaders at the match, he was always looking over, and I just need to except it, I can't make him like me like that, all I can do is hope that we manage to stay friends, god knows I need them.