Don't Stop Believin' (COMPLETED)

7. I Just Can't Stop Loving You

I JUST CAN'T STOP LOVING YOU - MICHAEL JACKSON

Author's Note:

First of all I'd like to say thank you to the kind people that have sent a lot of song titles to me! :D I't really helped and gave me inspiration so I've planned to write two more chapters that I originally was...

This chapter is dedicated to DISTRICT1D who sent me a bunch of song titels that I'll use in the future :)

Hope you guys enjoy this chapter more than I do... I don't know why but I don't really like this... Maybe I'll figure it out later and change it... :/

Please vote/comment/fan if you like it :D

PS: Me and my dear friend sat a whole afternoon to come up with T.B.B (The Bone Breaking League). So we've made it up; It doesn't exist x)

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"Come on, guys! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

I swallowed hard. Tried to focus on one point on the ground. Forced myself to breathe. Every breath stung in the throat and my lungs burned from exhaustion.

"One more time!"

I couldn’t take a single step. The lactic acid in the legs was unbearable and I had long since lost the feeling in my feet. It spun in the brain of lack of oxygen and the sweat was pouring down my face and my back. The only thing I wanted right then was to die. Or at least sleep for days.

"Come on! One more time and then you'll get to rest!"

Just ... one ... more ... time ... Slowly I straightened on my back, took my hands away from my knees and verified that the legs could carry me another 240 yards back and forth across the pitch. I put the right foot in front of me and took a half-tap winding step forward. Left foot. Right foot. Left foot again. Forward. Faster. Right. Left. Right. Left.

"That's good, Derek! That how it’s done! Come on, guys! Will you let the little guy beat you, huh?! Go ahead and move it!"

I was too tired to bother about the rest of the team. All I knew was that I only needed to reach the goal posts and then run back again to finally get to rest. I couldn’t give up now. So close, so close ... Right, left, breathe. Right, left, breathe. Right, breathe, breathe ... "No! Focus, Derek ... Just a little longer... "

Right, left, breathe. Right, left, breathe. Right, left, rig... And I reached the finish line! The legs gave way beneath me and I collapsed in an exhausted heap on the ground. My legs were shaking by the lactic acid and the whole world seemed to spin around me. Without lifting my face from the grass on the field I tried to feel my way to the water bottle I knew would be somewhere nearby. My fingers felt for the place without finding it and suddenly I felt the water bottle pressed into my hand.

"I guessed it was that you were looking for ..." I heard Trevor Golder’s voice say and I muttered something inaudible in reply before I put the bottle to my lips. The water rippled down my burning throat and soon I heard the rest of the team fall to the ground beside me.

"Good job today, guys!" Trevor said loudly to drown out those twenty guys between twenty and thirty years trying to reduce their extremely high pulse. "You fixed some really nice passes in the new format. All right ... It's half past eight and it is time to quit for today. I want you to come here excited and tagged before the cardio in the morning starting at 5pm, okay?"

None of us had the strength enough left to protest but I knew we were all thinking the same thing. Today's workout was called technology and Golder had forced us to run back and forth across the yard until we couldn’t stand up anymore. I really didn’t want to think about tomorrow's workout and even less about how my legs would feel after that. I sighed heavily and tried to lower my heart rate to a more normal heart rate by breathing regularly and deeply but my attempts were stopped once by my body's need for water and I had to ignore the notion that breathing regularly. I was completely worn out, just like the rest of the team. There we were, all of us on our stomachs with our faces pressed against the ground and tried to remember how to breathe normally.