Quiet- Harry Styles fan fiction

Chapter 5

Harry's POV

I woke up on a Saturday at 7 am from my phone ringing loudly on my nightstand.

I groan and answer it. "Hello?" My voice croaked. Who could be calling me at 7in the morning on a weekend.

"Harry!" It's Louis.

"Why. Why are you calling me this early?" I rubbed my eyes. Sitting up right in my bed.

"I thought we discussed this at lunch!" He exclaims

"Ummm, no."

"Oh yeah! You where gone. Anyway we decided to meet up at the park; early soccer match!" He says excitedly, almost to the point where it bothers me how of a morning person he is.

"Oh." Is all I say back

"Come on over then!" He says

I think bout it and I feel bad I kinda ditched them at lunch yesterday. So I decide I should at least play a game of soccer today. Plus it's my mates.

"Alright. Be there soon." I sigh

"Great! See you later Haz!" He screeches my nickname in the phone, and I know it's to piss me off because I'm NOT a morning person. I hang up the phone so he gets the picture. I remove from my tousle of bed sheets and pillows and take a shower. When I finished that I get dressed in some joggers and a long sleeve. It's pretty early so I'm sure no ones awake. Grab some shoes and a beanie because the weather is a bit piercing when I open my door. I drive to the field me and the boys used to play in every weekend. We haven't played in a while because we've been busy with all our school shit.

As I pull up to the field I see the guys kicking the ball back and fourth amongst each other. I park and get on the field. Louis sees me first. "HARREHHH!!!" He screams running to me. He does this to annoy me. And it sure works. He sprints and jumps on top of me, talking me to the ground.

"Lou!! I'm going to murder you!" I groan on the ground as he stands up laughing.

"Hey! Murder is no joke." He chuckles.

I flick him off, praying that a soccer ball hits him in his mouth.

"Hey mate. Sorry. Lou's is too big of a morning person." Zayn chuckles offering me a hand, helping me up.

When I'm recovered from Louis throwing himself on me, we warm up passing the ball back and fourth. We just talk and catch up for a while. Which sounds so girly, but we like to talk because we don't hang out after school anymore. High school is just too busy for all of us. Louis has his drama for the school play and he's a works as a part time waiter at night. Zayn is busy with his tech classes after school. Liam baby sits and Niall does gigs with his guitar. And I work part time at a bakery, so we kinda cherish our time together when it can just be us.

"So Harry, where were you at lunch yesterday. We looked for you." Niall's Irish accent rings through my ears as I kick the ball to Liam.

"I uh, was hanging out with someone. No big deal." I mumble.

"Who? You cheating on us mate?!" Louis jokes making Niall laugh.

"Haha." I tease

"Seriously who where you with?" Liam's asks

"Just a girl, you probably don't know her." I say, trying to avoid it. I know once they find out its Bella they'll just laugh. And it bothers me sorta, because if she doesn't say anything I don't understand the reason to not like her.

"Come on mate, spit it out! We need to know who the lucky lady is!" Louis says.

Why can't they just drop it! I don't want to talk about it!