Soccer:
It was a warm summer day, so Egil and I took advantage of the weather. We went to the soccer field at denison high, and decided to practice our skills. We brought lots of water, so we were fully hydrated. About an hour (and a water bottle and a half) later, I could tell Egil was starting to feel it.
It was about 1:00 pm and we planned on staying till 5:00. I giggled because his discomfort was throwing him off track. He blushed. "It's not funny...!" "Yeah it is!" He lightly punched me in the arm. "Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!" I teased, and we both laughed. His face turned into a surprised expression, his right leg swaying back and forth. I raised an eyebrow. "You ok?" "Yeah, fine." I kicked the ball his way, and we started playing again.
At the time, I was wearing a blue sports sweater, with black pants. Egil was wearing a blue top, with blackish-grey shorts. I took a shot on him and scored! I cheered. Egil was panting, his eyes shut tight, and his hands were gripping the legs of his shorts. "(Y/N), can we-" "c'mon, try and get the ball!" I taunted, cutting him off.
He rolled his eyes, and we kept on playing. Whenever we took a water break, he never drank any, and just kept walking on the spot. A few minutes later, Egil was finally admitting that he needed some water, and decided to drink half a bottle. A few fidgets later, he again tried to say something. "(Y/N), I gotta-" but I wasn't listening. Honestly, I didn't care. It was now 4:00 pm and one hour away from leaving. Egil seemed a little worried.
"Hey, are you alright?" "No, I really have to go to the bathroom!" "Well why didn't you say anything before?" "I tried to!" "I'm sorry..." He nodded while walking on the spot a lot faster than before. I bit my lip and blushed. What was I supposed to do? He slowed down to more subtle movements. He grimaced. "Well why don't you run home? I'll wait here..." I suggested. "It's a bit late for that! Why don't we try the school?" He said, urgency in his voice. "We can try, but I doubt it's unlocked..." I responded, trying to be chill. He ran up to the door and rapidly pulled on the handle.
"ShitShitShitShitShitShitShit open!!!!" He muttered. It had been a long hot day, and it finally took its toll on him. "Augh!" He yelped as the liquid spilled into his shorts. I looked away and blushed like mad. But then, after a minute, he started laughing. I joined him, still in disbelief of what just happened. We looked like two total idiots, one soaked from the waist down. We stood there laughing it off like if was all a joke. We finished our practice, and then headed to his house. He got changed, then we played video games before I had to go home.
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