Coach || N.S || Slow Updates

Chapter 3

After hours of Tarah rambling on and on about her 'friend' Zayn and how he helped her light the cigarette and..I don't know its just-i don't even want to talk about it anymore. I'm kinda pissed off at her for doing that. She's my only friend here. I don't want to lose her to soon. I sigh and walk out of the classroom finally happy that class was over.

My lips curve into a smile now thinking of the tryouts this afternoon. I walk to the boys locker room and as I am a couple feet away from the door I see a piece of paper stuck to the blue door. As I got closer I read it. It read 'Football tryouts out on the field'. I sqeal internally.  Because sqealing on the outside is just unmanly. I nod to myself then straighten my back and puff out my chest to make myself look buff even though I knew I wasn't. I was actually didn't have any muscle what so ever. I just hope I make it as one of the six players. I walk out to the field in the same position.

As I walked out to the field I saw Louis, who I wish wasn't here, and Liam, He'd talk to me sometimes but rarely. I also saw the guy I saw in the bathroom earlier wearing the same clothing he had on. I didn't see the coach anywhere so I was assuming he was coming late. I took the chance to talk to the boy. I took a deep breath and tapped his shoulder.

'Hmm?" He turned around allowing me to see his face once again. making my statement true. Damn he was hot! I stared at his features for a while before something had blocked my view of it. He waved his hands in front of my face signaling me to lay attention. Well excuse me for liking your face. I mentally roll my eyes."What do you want?" He say with an annoyed attitude. I didn't like it.

"I just wanted to ask where the coach was."I looked away feeling very mad at myself for having him annoying me already.

"Oh. I'm the Coach, Coach Horan"He puts his hand out for me to shake and my eyes widen. He's the Coach? He looks a little too young to be a coach. I shake his hand feeling his warm hands on my cold ones. I nod and procced to ask him the question I asked myself earlier.

"Hey, aren't you a little young to be a Coach? You actually look about my age." I awkwardly laugh and take my hand away from his wishing it could stay long but in a different position. Wait...what? Did I just say that? I just met the guy and I'm thinking of him in ways I'm not supposed to. Plus he's my Coach, sadly. Dammit Harry stop! I shake my head to push the thought and any other thoughts further to come.

"I don't really know. I just applied for this and I got it." He shrugs and turns around to blow the whistle when he should be blowing something else. I seriously need to start hanging around innocent people again. I shake my head once more and go to sit on the branch with the rest of the boys. I luckily got a seat next to Louis. I scoff and roll my eyes and sit farthest away from him as I could. As I sat He looked in my direction. I have to addmit Louis has nice eyes and I'd talk to him if he's wasn't such a huge knobhead. I look away and focus my attention back to my so called coach. I didn't really think he was a coach but his clothes said otherwise.

Later on, after coach Horan discussed all the rules and everything else, we finally got to play with the ball. a few kids did extremely horrible and another few did really good. Soon it was Louis turn.

"Okay kid, your up next." Louis nodded at the coach and stood up. He walked over to the ball and he touched it with the tip of the shoe and kicked it up making it land on his top of his foot. He kicked it up once more this time making it land on his knee. He hit it with his knee a few times making it bounce on his knee. I know a few things that can bounce on my...no. I laugh then realize that my name is being called. my head snaps to the Coach once my name was called for like the fifth time. I quickly got up and stood in front of the coach awkwardly. I looked up into his eyes and instantly freeze. His blue eyes looked back at my green ones. I saw as he leans slowly into me and his hand rose up. I also leaned in and slowly puckered my lip waiting for his lips to meet mine but instead I get fingers snapped in my face.