Surprise at the Soccer Fields

Alexis is a soccer player who loves One Direction. Who is the new coach everyone is talking about? What happens when she becomes the new coach's assistant? Will there be romance?


17. Planning

Hey everyone! So, in my last author's note, I said I'll update f I got 3 comments. I got a lot of reads, but not one comment! Oh well. I'm updating anyways. I just like to write to write, not for popularity. Well, maybe some, but mostly for fun :) Oh, and it's officially winter break! So I'll be updating more often this week! Yay! Okay, I'm done. Enjoy! :)

"I'm calling Simon, our security, and the cops!" Niall announced, yanking his phone out if his pocket.

"Don't call the cops just yet, Ni. That could cause even more trouble," Harry said, trying to reason with Niall.

"Fine, but I'm still calling Simon," Niall said, going into the kitchen.

"What do we do?" I asked no one in particular.

"Just wait for our security to come. I think Niall's just nervous. I don't think he likes the thought of being trapped here," Zayn said.

"Yeah, that's probably true," I said. "Oh, and can we make sure Taylor goes to jail or something for doing an illegal crime on the Internet?" I asked.

"She just leaked your address, which isn't really that much of a crime," Liam pointed out.

"But still. She should get punished somehow. This is ridiculous," I vented.

"We'll make sure she's dealt with," Louis said. "Let's go make brownies!" he exclaimed, trying to lighten the mood. We all went into the kitchen, where Niall was sitting at the table, his phone pressed to his ear. He was explaining our predicament to someone.

Louis went to one of the cupboards and pulled out a box of brownie mix. Next he went to the fridge, but turned around with a horrified expression.

"We're out of eggs!" he screeched. Niall picked up a banana that was in a bowl of the table and chucked it at Louis.

"I'm on the phone!" he mouthed angrily. Louis picked up the banana and put it up to his ear, an imitated exactly what Niall just did. It was pretty funny, but I didn't want Niall to feel bad. Liam probably sensed this too, since he stepped on Louis' foot too.

"Geez! I must have put too much Red Bull in your tea this morning!" Louis exclaimed, taking my crutches right out of my arms and crutching himself into the living room. I leaned against the counter for support, since the floors were hardwood and extremely slippery, and I didn't want to look like an idiot slipping. Everyone rolled their eyes at Louis' actions.

"Here," Harry said, walking towards me. He picked me up and walked me over to the table, and sat me down next to Niall.

"Thanks," I said to Harry.


Meanwhile, Niall was still talking on his phone, but it seemed like the person on the other end was doing most of the talking at this point. About three minutes later, he hung up.

"Alright. That was Uncle Simon. He said to hold tight, and try not to leave the house for anything, but if it was necessary we would find a way," Niall explained. "Also, security should be here sometime tomorrow, since they're coming from London and I said that I wouldn't need it," he added.

"Niall, I'm sorry your little vacation got so out of hand with the fans," I apologized, giving him a hug.

"It's fine. It's not your fault. I knew what we were getting into when I asked you to be my girlfriend, and probably when I decided to come here in the first place," he said.

"Well, let's make the best of it. And speaking of your decision to come here, you have practice tonight," I reminded him. His eyes lit up.

"I totally forgot! But how will I get there?" he asked.

"Don't worry, I'll think if something," I assured him.

"Meanwhile, there are starving people in this house that want brownies," Louis complained from the living room.

"Lou, you just had breakfast a few hours ago," Zayn pointed out.

"Oh yeah. Hey, look, the rain stopped!" Louis exclaimed from the living room.

"Yes! Then it will be nice and muddy, but not raining! It's my favorite soccer weather!" said Niall.

"Awesome," I said, high-fiving him. "It's mine too,"

"But my mum hates it because she always ends up cleaning the uniform!" he laughed. I laughs too. But then a thought crossed my mind.

"My house is surrounded by crazy fans, and my mom has no idea!" I suddenly exclaimed, pulling out my phone. I had tons of Twitter notifications, but I ignored them for now. I called my mom, knowing she was on break right now.

"Hey, Lexi," she said when she answered. "What's up?"

"Well, you know how Niall's really famous and we're officially dating?" I asked.


"Well, this girl, Taylor, from school, sent our address all over Twitter and now there's about 300 fans in front of our house," I explained. She gasped.

"What?!" she said, obviously shocked.

"It's fine, they're not even on the lawn. Niall called Simon and security should be here tomorrow," I explained.

"Alexis," my mother said, using my full name. "This is not good. Don't you dare leave Sullivan's house," she said. "And how will we even be able to get in the driveway?" she asked.

"Well, maybe you don't have to come home til later, when the fans leave?" I suggested. You can call Dad, have a date night. Jake's going to be at practice with Niall, and he can just borrow some cleats and shinguards and stuff from his friend," I said.

"Okay, that's fine. I'm not overly happy about this," she said. "I have to go. My break is almost over. Love you," she said.

"Bye, love you," I said. "Wait, Niall can bring Jake back from practice too," I said.

"But how is Niall getting there?" she asked.

"We're still figuring out the details," I said. "You go. Love you, bye," I said, hanging up.

"So, what'd she say?" Harry asked.

"Well, she's not happy about this," I started. "She and my Dad are going on a little date night tonight, so they don't have to come home to these fans," I said. "Meanwhile, Jake is going to be at practice with Ni, and then when you come home you're bringing him as well," I said to Niall.

"Got it. Now how am I getting there?" Niall asked.

"Let me think," I said, pausing to think over possibilities.

"I got it!" I suddenly said. Everyone's heads snapped up.

"Okay, so the Sullivan's have a garage about 100 meters down behind the tennis courts. Inside of it there's three four-wheelers and some dirt bikes. You can take a four-wheeler, and just follow the path even farther down. You'll go through about 20 feet of forest, and when you come out on the other side, it's just a back road for horses, dirt bikes, four-wheelers, that sort of thing. Turn right and go that way for about a mile, then you'll come to a four-way. Turn left, and keep going down that road until you get to the complex," I said.

"That's a perfect idea!" Niall explained.

"And you know how to drive a four-wheeler?" I asked him. All the guys looked at me like I was stupid.

"Lexi, I'm a nineteen year old guy, I can drive a four-wheeler," he assured me, kissing my head. I blushed.

"Well, I wasn't sure," I mumbled.

"It's fine," he said, laughing. "I'm going to go change," he said, getting up to get his soccer gear on.

"Lou, can I have my crutches back? I have to get the keys for Ni," I said.

"Fine," he huffed and handed them back to me. "But they're so fun," he said like a kid.

"You can play on them later," I said, lifting myself out of my chair. I went to the cupboard that held the Sullivan's many keys, to their various vehicles and garages. I selected the right keys and lifted them off the hook, and swung them on my index finger before returning back to the table. All of the guys were on their phones. I pulled mine out and looked through all the crap on Twitter. Theses was a ton of hate, and I maybe counted about four nice messages in the entire thing. Just them I heard a digital camera flash, followed by a certain Irish guy's recognizable laugh.

"Why'd you take a picture of us?" Zayn demanded.

"Because you all looked like nerds on your phones like that," he said, chuckling. He looked down at his phone, most likely posting the picture on Twitter or Instagram or something. But I was one step ahead of him. I took a picture of him, and put it on Twitter just seconds after he posted his picture. Everyone's phones started blowing up with notifications, especially mine and Niall's.

"You should get going, Niall," Liam said, glancing at the clock.

"These are the keys to the red one," I said. "Helmets are on the rack, and make sure you grab an extra for Jake. Oh, and make sure you check the gas before you leave, I'd hate to have to send Louis out to deliver gas to you," I said jokingly.

"Oh, you meant Zayn," Louis said to me. I just rolled my eyes.

"Well, extra gas is in the shed next to the garage if you need it," I said. "Oh, and if you want gloves they're in the big drawer," I added. "Be careful," I also added, pecking him on the lips

"Of course, honey dearest," he said, being all mushy.

"Get him out of here!" Louis exclaimed. Niall laughed and gave me a quick hug, and a wave to all the guys, and then he left.
So, a longer chapter since I haven't updated very recently. I'll be updating soon, don't worry! :) I also want to add that my character Taylor was created before Haylor, so it's not against Taylor Swift. She's awesome! :) Okay, byeee!
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