you where walking home from work, your work clothes in your bag. the sun beating on your shoulders. You raised your head up to the sky and took in the heat. Sighing deeply. You fixed the bag strap and kept walking. Then you heard loud laughing and high fiving. You turned the corner and saw a group of boys playing football on the park feild. You walked past the feild and heard them laughing even harder. you looked up as one of them had jumped on on of their backs and was doing battle cries. You couldn't help but laugh lightly and shake your head. You where almost past them when one of the yelled,
"YO HARRY PASS THE BALL, BALL HOG!" You turned and saw the curly haired boy kick the ball, but he kicked it a little too hard and it flew over the boy with his hands raised and headed right towards you. You gasped and dodged it at the last second. It bounced onto the road and landed at the end of the curb. you went over and picked it up. your turned and saw the curly haired on running towrds you. then you realized who it was. Harry Styles. You held the ball in your hands and stared at him. He smiled at you and walked forward.
"Hey you alright, i didn't mean to kick it that hard," his voice snapped you out of staring and you smiled back and nodded.
"Yeah i'm fine, missed," He smiled and nodded, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Thats good," You nodded and you both stood there. He cleared his throat.
"Could i have the ball back?" You looked down at and saw it still in your hands. you mentally slapped yourself and handed it too him. His hand brushed over yours and he smiled at you.
"Thanks," you nodded.
"Anytime, have fun," You turned to leave when he grabbed your arm and turned you towards him.
"Hey, wait, could i have your number?" You where shocked, staring at him then nodded slowly. He handed you his phone and you put it in. He smiled at you.
"Thanks, see yah around," you nodded and he ran off towards the rest of one direction. leaving you totally dufounded.
