The Boy Next Door

Chapter 13

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『 Chapter 13: Feelings 』

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**Previously**

"Okay, you ready?" I sat up from the bench looking at his sweaty body.

"Get your ball, then pass to me like you normally do." I nod and pass the ball to him. ''Now try your left foot." I complied noticing my form was sloppy.

"Okay, your right leg pass is good, but your left leg pass is sloppy you need to work on your form, stand up straight." I fixed my posture and he touched my back.

I flinched and he quickly removed them.

"Sorry." He smiled weakly, "Now try and score a goal with your left leg, only concentrate on the ball, and your posture. Don't focus on the goal. Only yourself."

He whispered, and I kicked the ball straight into the goal. I smiled, feeling happy.

"Good job, let's do that more." He raised an eyebrow impressed. We continued.

Slate Edwards has a nice side. Noted.

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[Slates' P.O.V]

I grew feelings toward Bella. 

The girl next door. 

Sadly she showed no interest in anything that involved me. 

After a while, I grew attached to her, we would talk on occasion, and would really get to know each other, interest, hobbies, activities, and just casual things you would want to know about someone. 

Small talk. 

We grew strangely close, and after a while, I realized she didn't have annoying and bitchy as Ava taught me she was.

Since, Ally, I never pictured a serious relationship with anyone else. Just to focus all my attention on my family and soccer. Putting the majority of my time in soccer. Although, I had a fascination with football, begging me to join. Of course, I joined but after the season ends all my focus goes back on soccer.

Football was just something extra to keep me in shape for soccer. Soccer was my main study, and at the age of 4, I was shown to be pretty good at it. My father signing me up immediately. Of course, I didn't mind, as I liked the sport.

My parents showed up to every game, every practice, and every meeting. They were always there to support me, mainly my mom, as my dad had to support our living. My brother, Axel, even attended a few games after his own swimming tryouts, and games.

I was good to have all the support I could get.

After my sister arrived when I was 11, and all the attention that was originally on me shifted, I didn't mind, means I got away with a lot more things, which ended up making me more independent.