Awoken (One Direction fanfiction)

Chapter 3

Blake's P.O.V

It was finally Friday, and words couldn't express how excited I really was. Me and the guys had been planning this soccer game for the longest. It was Friday morning to be more accurate. Just two more class periods and we'd be off to our game. Now, mind everything else, the game was all in good fun. It had become a tradition that we'd play soccer every now and then because of the actual build up of our friendship. Me and the lads had actually all become friends because of soccer, there isn't really much of a story to it, it kinda just happened and eventually we would play soccer everyday at recess together. Ever since we've made it necessary to reunite our memories through these random games. Normally, we'd split into 2 teams of 3 and play from there, last game it was Zayn, Harry, and I verses Niall, Louis and Liam. All could changed tonight though because I had plans to invite Chloe and her twin brother, Joey.

I made my way over to Chloe's locker where I found her rumbling through her books.

"Hey, Chloe." I said with a smile as I walked up to her.

"OH MY GOD!" she as she somewhat jumped back from fright, "You scared me!"

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you" I responded with a frown.

"It's fine" she said as she returned to rumbling through her locker, "So, whats up?"

"Well, I just came over to invite you to my soccer game, me and the guys will be having a game over at the park tonight, and you know, I thought you'd like to go..."

"Hmmm" she said with a suspicion filled face, but she quickly changed her face to a wide smile and shouted, "just kidding! count me there."

"Tell your brother to come, too, okay?" I said with a smile.

"You got it" she said as she winked at me and turned around to head over to class.

I stood there for a moment in a trans as happiness filled every inch of my body. Tonight was gonna be great, I could already feel it.

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The day seemed to drag on and on and on, but finally it was time. The entire group was all already heading over onto the field to set up and get the game started, and you could all ready feel the tension.

"Alright" Louis said as he dropped the bag of soccer balls he had been carrying on the grass and turned around to the rest of us, "heres how its gonna go, as usual, for Harry, Blake, Zayn, Liam, Niall and I, we'll split into 2 teams of 3 and each team picks up one of the newbies" as he pointed at our unusual guest.

Niall and Liam immediately grasped onto each other like little elementary girls picking project partners, you could never seem to tear those two apart, and just so the teams wouldn't add up to be the same as last time, Harry joined them. That left Zayn, Louis, and I.

"We got Chloe," I said as I pointed over to her, "and you guys have Joey, lets get it rolling."

So the teams were Zayn, Louis, Chloe and I verses Niall, Liam, Harry, and Joey. We all contributed to setting up the steel made goal and to helping set boundaries with the cones, and within no time we were set. Harry was goalie for the opposite team, as usual, and Zayn decided he'd like to play goalie this game and off we went. Louis tossed a coin that pointed to the odds of Louis's team starting first, complete cheater, but off we went.

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We keep the game rolling for quite the while, it had already been about an hour an a half, and all we had scoring wise was 9-8 and my team was up. One more point and we'd call game with the win of my team. We had just stolen the ball from the other team thanks to Louis' wonderful foot work against Niall. Louis was running it down, mid-way through he got doubled teamed by Niall and Liam and had no other choose but to pass it to Chloe. Chloe ran it down a bit but began to get pressured by her brother, Joey. At this point, I was about five feet from the goal. Chloe smoothly kicked the ball to me, I brought it up a bit more, and did as anyone else this close to a goal would do, I kicked it.

It wasn't any other kick, I can tell you that, I put everything I had left in me into that kick. That kick meant winning the gaming and having something to brag over Harry for the next 3 months and it also meant losers buy pizza, so free pizza. Mostly, it meant showing off what I could really do to Chloe, I hadn't really played my best all game long, Louis was the one scoring most of all for the team. I kicked that ball the hardest I had ever managed to kick anything.

The ball spring in the air and aimed strictly towards the higher right corner of the goal. I stayed so still as if the movement of the ball depended on how I stood. Harry jumped up to stop the ball from coming into the net, but jumped to high. The ball hit Harry straight in the head causing him to some what lean onto the steel pole of the goal with an aggressive looking impact. Harry dropped to the floor right then and there. Witnessing Harry bang his head against the steel pole shocked me, I couldn't move or even slightly react to the current happenings, I just once again stood there.

All the other guys began to roar with laughter as we all began walking closer to over to Harry. The rest of the group was smiling as if that had been nothing, but knowing Harry, if it was really nothing he would have already been up and laughing with the rest of them. I felt something was off.

The laughing took a stop when we saw Harry up close, it was dead silent. None of us knew what to do, we all just stood still in shock, yet again on my behalf. Chloe pushed through all the guys and got on her knees next to Harry's dead-still body. She grabbed his head from his higher neck and placed it on her thigh.

"Harry!" she screamed, "Harry! Can you hear me?"

No response. Harry's eyes were closed, and no sign of moment came from his body. She pushed her ear against his chest to assure a heart beat. She looked up at us and nodded a sign of approval to signified that his heart was still in fact beating. He wasn't dead, that was a relief, but not enough a relief because he still hadn't moved.

"Bring me some water" she said looking directly at Liam who immediately turned around and ran for the cooler.

He ran back and handed a freshly cooled water bottle over to Chloe, she grabbed it and tossed open the cap. She poured some onto her hands and splashed it onto Harry's face. Still no reaction came from Harry.

"Call the ambulance. NOW!" I shouted to Zayn and Niall who both immediately ran over to our bags to get ahold of their cell phones.

I got on my knees alongside Chloe. I grabbed Harry's faced and managed to somewhat open his eyes.

Unconscious.

Tears began rolling down my cheeks. Was he going to be okay? Was he going to die? The amount of question in my head where unbearable. I began to sob uncontrollably. All I could think of at the very moment was how the impact was all my fault. If I hadn't deliberately kicked that ball so hard none of this would have happened. What was gonna happen? My heart was beating faster than ever.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

I kept repeating the same question in my head over and over again.

Had I just brought my best friend to his death?

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Author's Note;

Hey guys! I know this was quite the short one, but we just HAD to leave you guys on a cliff hanger :P but stay tuned for more! Next chapter is already in works!

xxx Emily :)

What do you think could have happened to Harry? What will happen next? Comment your predictions!