You Make Me Strong

Chapter 2 - Louis

"Oi, Adams, you keep that attitude up and you're off the team, go and cool off!" Louis shouted as he pulled apart two members of his team, anger running through him.

"But-"

"I don't give a shit, you aggravated him so don't be suprised if he gets angry back. We are a team and we are supposed to work together. I mean it, this is your last warning, both of you!" Louis spitted, no room for arguing over him. "Now, Adams go cool off like I told you too and come back with a better attitude, Hemming's you're coming with me."

Louis watched 'Adams' walk back into the changing rooms before turning to Luke with a serious expression.

"Luke, I -"

"It's not like I ask for him to give me shit Louis, and I'm not going to let him him push me around like I'm a fucking pushover."

"I never said you were a pushover, if you'd just listen to me for one sec-"

"I know what you're going to say. Ignore him and he'll go away. Don't risk my place on the team. Report him. I've heard it all before, he won't leave me alone no matter what I do." Luke mumbles, his voice loosing the fieriness it had before.

"Luke. You can't just give up everything you've achieved up until now because of some arsehole who's just mad at you cause you're fitter than him. I know you're not in the wrong here, but unfortunately I can't accept this behaviour from either of you. Adam's is a dick and we both know it, hence why I won't call him by his first name, but it doesn't mean I can ignore it if you keep having a punch up every two seconds." Louis reasons.

"I know but-"

"I will try my hardest to get him off from the team, I promise. You just need to focus on your fitness and staying on the team, okay?"

"Okay."

"You okay?" Louis asks sincerely, his hard captain exterior falling off.

"I guess. I don't know man, he's just such an arse, you know?"

"I know. Trust me, sometimes I feel punching him for you." Louis jokes as they walk back onto the pitch and carry on training with everyone else.

A few hours later and Louis finds himself in Niall and Liam's apartment, a plate of chicken and veg on his lap and a low calorie alcohol free beer on his hand.

"Honestly, I don't how they expect us to eat and drink like this, I mean, if my granddad knew I was drinking alcohol free beer he'd turn in his grave!" Niall complained, looking in disgust at his drink.

"I know, the second the season's over I'm pigging out with a massive burger, chips and as much alcohol as my system can take!" Liam adds, hitting Niall with a pillow when he laughs saying "so one drink then."

Louis just rolls his eyes and tucks into his dinner, trying to tune his two best friends out. 

In all honesty, yes Louis also hated the food he was eating and yes he would also like to pig out on a greasy burger, chips, onion rings, no salad, and so much beer he'd see the burger, chips and onion rings the next day. But Louis also appreciated that this diet was what kept him in his best shape and meant he would be the best football player he could possibly be. Besides, they had this converstaion every single night, and it was getting a bit boring now.