Hockey and Curls Dont Mix

Benched...

CHAPTER THREE

I dragged myself to hockey practice the next day, I live for the game of hockey but now I'm dreading it. I get there late about 10 minutes late which is unusual, coach is mad as hell even though the team is still suiting up.

"You're late Mac!" He yelled, I cringed because he never yells at me. "I'm sorry coach, I lost track of time." Which was a total lie, I didn't even want to come, I'm gonna lose my spot anyway so why try? "Uh huh sure, you and Styles are going head on today to see who plays in this weeks' game." He grumbled, I rolled my eyes and went to suit up.

Once I was done I was standing on the ice, what we were going to do is a face off, who ever gets the first goal gets to play in the game. I'm scared shitless because he's huge 'Harry' is tall and probably carries more power than any other guy on the team. "Harry go easy on Mac she's a girl!" Louis yelled from the goalie box. The boys all laughed.

I whipped around and skated towards him as fast as I could and I shoved him down. "Say it again and I shove this stick so far up your ass it'll come out your mouth!" I spat, everything was dead silent, Louis was visibly shaken up by my force and tone of voice. "Mac! Get your ass over here now!" I turned around and went over to coach, what I got next wasn't expected. Coach took his clipboard and hit the side of my helmet so hard I fell to the ground.

"What the hell?!" I heard Harry's voice yell, I rolled onto my back and groaned, I had black dots clouding my vision. I heard skates coming towards me at an increasing rate, I'm sure I'll have a huge bruise from the impact of the helmet against my skin. "Mac! Mac! Answer me damn it!" Hunter was hovering over me, I rolled my head to the side. "H-Hunter?" I asked. "Thank God!" He pulled my helmet off then he held my head up. I caught a glimpse of Harry yelling in coaches face.

"What the hell was that?!" He pushed the coach back with his stick. "She was outta line!" Coach yelled back. "She's a girl! He insulted her you can't physically attack your players! She's still in high school!" Harry was turning red from the neck up, the veins in his neck and forehead popping out slightly. "You know what Styles! I'm the coach park it! Hayes you get her off the ice now!" Coach spat, I just felt hazy, we're both benched.

"Hunter let me help." Liam the oldest guy on the team being 21 he's like the dad of the team since he's so serious. "I see little dots all over the place." I mumbled, my head hurt and I couldn't see straight. "Hey Li, since when did you have a twin?" I giggled, oh god I'm acting stupid!

"I have sisters, I'm the only boy, I don't have a brother." They pulled me to my feet, I slung one arm around Hunter's shoulder and the other one around Liam's shoulder. We skated over to the exit of the rink and I sat on the bench, I placed my head in my hands. "Niall get some ice!" Liam yelled over his shoulder, I felt the side of my head and hissed in pain. "She's gonna have a big ole' bruise there tomorrow." I hear Liam mutter, Harry was now sat next to me, I could careless at this time. "I feel dizzy." I held my head ignoring the coarsening pain that made it feel like my pulse was solely in my head.

"Here lay down." Harry pulled me down and I laid my head in his lap, why is he being nice? "Can someone call my grandad?" I asked, I shut my eyes and tried to avoid the nauseous feeling in my stomach. "I called him Mac." Hunter spoke from somewhere near me. "I need to get this gear off." I sat up and felt a head rush. I pulled the chest pads off leaving me in my t-shirt and then the leg padding. I bent down and untied my skates, I kicked them off and looked at Harry. "You should lay back down." So I did, I wasn't in any condition to fight with him over it.

Niall came back with an ice pack. "Here Mac, be careful." I took it and held it to my head. "Well it's a head injury that's for sure, I think it's just bruising. But with that force she could have a very slight concussion." Harry looked down at me with...what was that worry? Concern?

'Shut up Mac your delusional!' And the bitch is back ladies and gents.

"You should be happy, that means I won't be able to play and you will." I grumbled, he furrowed his eyebrows. "Why would I be happy? My teammate is hurt." He seemed upset by my accusations, but oh well I could careless.

"Where's my Mac?" I heard my granddad's voice. I sat up too quick and I couldn't hold back the nausea. "Liam hand me the garbage can." Liam handed it to me quickly and I threw up, Harry held my hair and rubbed my back. "Ugh." I spat into the can.

"MacKayla are you okay sweetie?" Granddad asked. I shook my head. "Hunter, can you bring Mac's stuff over after practice is over?" Hunter simply nodded in response. "Thanks H." I walked out with my grandad to the car.

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It was about 5:30 and I was laying in my room when the door bell rang, I had a nasty bruise on the side of my head. "She's upstairs." I heard grandad say. I heard a few sets of feet come up the stairs with the familiar sound of my sports bag thumping against the wooden staircase. "Mac?" I looked over to the door and saw Liam and Hunter peering in. "Hey guys." They pushed the door and walked in, but what I didn't see was the third person that walked in after.

Harry....

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So here was chapter 3 it's short as shit but I wanted to update and it'll be longer in other chapters, I promise so you know the drill vote comment fan!