Nerd With Blonde Hair (Boyxboy)

Chapter 14

Niall's P.O.V*

Harry locked the boys bathroom in the locker room before kissing me. I gripped his neck as his hands attached to my hips, pulling me closer.

"Harry." I groaned as he began kissing my neck.

He hummed in response and started to suck softly.

"Babe please." I said peeling him off me. "I can't have hickies."

"Says who?" He asked.

"You." I said crossing my arms.

"Well I can have you tonight, right?"

"I'm not having sex with you tonight." I said playfully pushing him away. "I'm not that easy."

I unlocked the boys bathroom and walked out to my locker, getting my practice uniform out.

"Why don't you undress for me?" He whispered in my ear.

"No thanks, now go away if you're gonna be like that with me." I giggled.

With that, he trudged away to his locker. The other boys came in and immediately undressed themselves, changing into their uniforms and I knew that as soon as the came in, Harry became bitter.

I silently changed and tied my shoes, glancing up at Harry who was talking to Harley and some other team members. Louis and Liam came over and sat on either side of me.

"How are things going with Harry?" Liam asked.

I shrugged. "When he's not bitter and mean, he's always wanting sex."

"Asshole." Louis muttered.

"Yeah, I'm starting to think that too. But he said all those nice things to me before he asked me out." I sighed.

"I know but-" Liam said before we heard a whistle blow.

We all looked over and saw Coach Malik standing at the door. "Well come on now you lazy asses, we have practice to do."

We all laughed followed coach out of the locker room.

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"Here! Here!" I said to Louis as I was nearing the goal.

He passed the ball to me and I was going to go for the goal before I was pushed down and my calf was stepped on.

I cried out in pain and curled up on the field as tears formed in my eyes. The whistle blew and the coach and Louis were by my side instantly.

"Harley that was foul play!!" Coach shouted.

I glanced up to see Harry laughing with Harley at the pain he caused me. That's when the tears began to fall.

I glanced down at my leg and the imprints where each cleat was had punctured my skin.

"You're going to need stitches Niall." Coach Malik said as he dabbed the gauze pads over the wounds.

"I can take him." Louis said. I nodded with agreement.

"Harry, since you think seeing your teammate in pain is funny, how about you take him to the hospital and explain to the doctors what your friend did and why you think its funny. And for you Harley, this was practically assault and you could get arrested for that so therefore you are suspended until further notice. Both of your parents will receive a call from me." Coach said. He was truly pissed at them both and I was kinda happy for him to say the words I couldn't.

"You're lucky he's not placing charges against you, jackass." Louis muttered.

Louis wished my luck and helped me to my feet. "If Harry is too much to handle then call me and tell me to come alright?"

I nodded and watched him walk away, purposely bumping into Harry as he walked away.

Coach Malik helped me to the car with Harry's help and wished me luck and to feel better. I shut the door to Harry's car and buckled up.

"Babe I-" Harry began.

"Shut up Harry, just shut up. I don't want to hear it." I said turning the radio up.

He placed his hand on my thigh but I swatted it away. "Don't touch me either."

The car ride was quiet, with me replacing the gauze every few minutes.

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They took me back as soon as we got there and they put me in a gown. They said I would have to wait until the next available doctor could stitch me up.

"You know I didn't mean to laugh, you know I had to play along." Harry said.

"A decent human being, with or without your situation, would have shown sympathy either way." I said.

"Niall." Harry said.

"No Harry, I can't believe you."

Harry's phone rang as the doctor came in and Harry stepped out to answer.

"My, my what happened to you?" She asked as she set out a stitching kit.

"Soccer accident." I said, knowing it was no accident.

"Well after I place the stitches, you will need to stay off of it for a few days okay?"

I nodded and watched Harry pace back and forth as he was yelling at someone. The doctor worked quick and was done in about 10 minutes.

"Alright Niall, the nurse will be back in to give you discharge papers okay?"

"Okay, thank you." I said.

She smiled and nodded, walking out right before Harry walked in.

"What's your problem?" I muttered.

"Coach called my mom." He said.

"And?"

"I'm grounded." He said sternly.

"Serves you right. You fucking laughed at your boyfriend when he was purposely hurt." I said.

"My mom said you deserved better than me. I mean what kind of mom says that?" He said.

"I do deserve better than you Harry."