Chapter 3
Katie’s POV
I closed my eyes and laid on the grass beside Kira, needing time to breathe because we were both out of breath (don’t be dirty, guys). Every day after school, me and Kira would go down to the local football grounds and play soccer. We weren’t in a professional team but it was a good way to let off steam and talk about our days.
“Why don’t you guys play with us? We’ll go easy on you’s?” I opened my eyes and squinted, trying to block out the sun so i can zoom in on the face of the person speaking. I was met with Jackson’s stupid smirk.
“Umm we’re good” Explained Kira.
“C’mon, pretty girls like you should be playing with guys as hot as us” Jackson smirked, sitting beside Kira, making her blush. I would love to wipe that smirk off his face.
“C’mon Katie, and afterwards you could swing by my house. Like the old days.” Niall smiled with a suggestive wink.
“I would rather die.” I made a gagging noise.
“Die at how big my ‘D’ is?” He asked smirking.
“Ooooook, as lovely as this conversation is, i’m going to go, later.” I said. My voice dripping with sarcasm. I got up and started walking away with my hands in the air, signalling that I’m done talking to them. Kira followed behind me till we reached a quite bench.
“Hey, they’re hot. You have to admit that.” She said, sitting down and nudging me.
“I never said they weren’t, i just think they’re fuck sticks.” I said smirking and giggling under my breath.
“A very hot fuck stick.” She winked at me and then we both started laughing. God, i love her.
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Just A Player
HumorHave you ever wanted nothing more than to never see someone again? Katie and Kira wished it was that easy. Two young teenagers set out on their journey towards the end of high school. Encountering all sorts of typical teenage problems along the way...