One Shots

Madison&Niall

“He shoots, he scores!” Niall yells, kicking the ball through the makeshift goal in my backyard. “What’s the score now? Like 3 to 0?” he teases. I stick my tongue out at him as I grab the ball out from the bush.

“It’s not fair. Soccer isn’t as big a thing here as it is in Europe.” I say setting the ball down, juggling it with my feet.

“Well you’ll just have to get better then if you want to keep up with me,” he says with a wink, stealing the ball.

“Hey” I say with a laugh as he maneuvers the ball out of my reach. He begins playing keep-away using a bunch of fancy footwork, laughing at my attempt to get it back. I narrow my eyes at him jokingly before freezing, tilting my head up as if I’m listening for something.

“What?” he asks confused.

“I hear the ice cream truck,” I say and he perks up, looking around. I use that time to kick the ball away from him and up into my hands as I take off at a run into the house.

“No fair that’s cheating” Niall calls after me as he runs after. I laugh running inside, slamming the door closed behind me to delay him as I dart up the stairs to my room and dive under the bed. I hear footsteps climb the stairs and soon after the door to my room opens.

“Hmmm I wonder where she could be,” he says dramatically. I bite my lip to keep from laughing and giving away my hiding spot. “Well since I can’t find her I might as well take a nap,” he says before leaping onto the bed. I let out a grunt as the mattress smashes me against the ground. “Hmm noisy bed, maybe I should jump on it to get the squeaks out for Madison” he ponders loudly.

“Wait! No!” I cry out quickly scrambling out from under the bed before he could start jumping. He lets out a laugh, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “You win,” I say with a sigh, handing him the ball back. He smiles, taking the ball from my hand.

“And now for my prize” he says with a cheeky grin, leaning in and pressing his lips against mine.