Grease

Soccer Game

Stephanie's POV

Today Louis had his soccer game and the whole 'gang' was invited, including Hannah.

We were all sitting on the bleachers and Michael was walking over to me.

"Hey, Stephanie."

"Hi."

"You have really pretty eyes," he smiled.

"Um, thanks. You're dating Chloe not me," I said.

"Yeah, I know. But she doesn't have to know about this," he said leaning in.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Chloe screamed.

"Baby!" Michael said.

"DONT 'BABY' ME. WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO KISS STEPHANIE?!"

"I-" Michael started but got cut off.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" Louis yelled.

"Louis, why are you here?" he asked.

"We have a twenty minute break," Louis said tackling him.

"I FUCKING HATE YOU MICHAEL ADAMS! NEVER TALK TO ME AGAIN!" Chloe yelled.

Michael pushed Louis off of him and chased after Chloe.

I hate when things like this happen. I never do anything. I just stand there because I'm too shocked.

"Babe, I'm sorry!" he called after her.

"COME HERE YOU ASSHOLE," Louis yelled. But Michael didn't listen.

"Why do you care so much Louis!" Hannah exclaimed.

"I- um."

"I-I- I love Stephanie. I love Stephanie Harris." Louis smiled.

"You what?!" Hannah said.

"DO YOU LOVE HIM TOO STEPH?"

"I- Hannah- um-"

"Do you?"

"Yes."

"I- I- can't do this," Hannah said walking away.

"HANNAH WAIT!" I yelled. I ran after Hannah and she was crying on a bench in a park.

Everything is happening so quick. I feel like I'm gonna hurl.

"I'm sorry," I said sitting down.

"How long?"

"What do you mean?"

"How long have you and Louis had a 'thing'?"

"About a week I guess."

"Oh."

There was a silence.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

I got up and walked away.

"Wait," she said.

"It's alright."

I ran over to her and hugged her.

"We should never let a guy come between us," she sniffed.

"Never."

Chloe's POV

I can't believe Michael did that. My Michael. The Michael who loved me.

"Babe!" I heard him yell breathlessly.

"Don't talk to me," I said through tears.

"Hear me out."

"What do you have to say? That you almost kissed my best friend? Yeah I know."

"It's not like that."

"Then what? What's your lame excuse?"

"It was a dare."

"A dare? Oh, ok. So, you almost kissed Stephanie because of a dare? You could've not done it. It's a fucking dare for crying out loud!"

"I know and I'm sorry!"

"Michael, I don't know. I loved you, and I guess you decided to take advantage of that," I said walking away.

"GUYS!" I heard Steph yell.

"What," I snapped.

"Don't be mad at him for some little silly thing he did. You guys love each other!" she said.

"I- I'm sorry." I whispered running away.