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?


16. Rainy Day

Lexi's POV

I woke up to the sound of my mom's quiet, soft voice. "Lexi, Lexi,"

I rolled over. "Hey,"

"So, I'm going to drop Jake off at his friend's house, then I'm going to work," she said. "He'll be there all day, and you'll be alone here, since Dad's at work. You can hang out with Niall either there or here, but I dont want you alone on case you fall," she said. I nodded. "Okay, then. I'll see you later," she kissed my forehead and left. Then I heard the back door close, and Jake's feet faintly on the cement. Then the car started and left. I sat up and stretched. I figured I should probably shower. I decided to text Niall to tell him that I was going to shower then come over.

To Niall: Hey babe, imma take a shower then come over. If im not there in 30 min, im probably stuck in the bathtub. Luv ya x. He soon texted me back:

From Niall: Haha ok babe, be careful, I'll come get u in like 35? luv u 2! x.

To Niall: Sounds good.

I slid off the bed and grabbed my crutches that were leaning against my desk chair and crutched to the bathroom. I got out of my pajamas, and turned the water on, and set my newly purchased shower seat in it. Then I got in, making sure the leg with the cast was hanging out the side. I scrubbed my hair, then my body. Soon I was done, lifted myself out, and dried off, while leaning against the wall for support. It was a little tough, but hey. I quickly moved to my bedroom and got dressed for the day. It looked cloudy, so I decided on a tshirt, sweatshirt, and sweatpants, and one TOM. I just put my damp hair up in a messy bun, and that was it. I didn't own any makeup, do none of that crud. I retrieved my phone that was charging, and made my way to the living room. I flopped down on the couch, then my stomach decided to be hungry. I hopped to the kitchen and ate a peanut butter granola bar and a juice box. With my little breakfast done, I went back out to the living room, and saw Niall jogging across the street through the big front window. He jumped up the steps and rang the doorbell about seven times. I hobbled to the door and opened it.

"In a rush, bud?" I asked.

"Only to see you," he said, wrapping his arms around me. "How's your leg?" he asked.

"Good, doesnt hurt much," I said.

He smiled a huge grin. "Awesome." I smiled back at him. We probably would have looked strange, just standing on a doorstep smiling at each other like crazies.

"Let's go, shall we?" Niall suddenly asked, holding his arm out to me. I took it, but it didn't really work with the crutches, so I crutched on my own while he kept a hand on my back. We went in through the garage, since there were no steps.

Inside, it was chaos. Harry appeared to be making breakfast, while Louis was playing with flour. There was ridiculously loud music blaring up the stairs from the basement, where Liam and Zayn probably were.

"Ha! Beat you again, Malik!" Liam yelled. There was a crash, and someone yelling, "OW!"

"I'll go see what those two are up to," Niall said. He slid across the hardwood floor to the basement door to investigate. I turned to Harry and Louis.

"Hey, guys," I said.

"Hi, Lexi-kins," Harry said, smiling at me as he cracked an egg.

"Sup, Lex-dog," Louis addressed me as.

"Nothing much, Lou-dog. Watcha doing?" I asked him.

"Just playing with flour, the usual," he said, as if he always did that.

"So, why are the two loudest in the group the quietest today and the two quietest the loudest?" I asked. This was really weird.

"I'm not really sure. I'm exhausted because I was texting my cousin all night, and the time zones were so different," Harry said.

"That sucks," I said. He nodded and yawned.

"What about you, Tomlinson?" I asked him.

"I was up too. I was planning a way to make those two crazy. I made them some tea this morning, and put Red Bull in it. I just told them it was a new flavor," he said, laughing. Harry and I were laughin hilariously as well.

"So yeah. That's SUPERMAN's excuse!" he exclaimed, emphasizing 'Superman'.

"There's my loud Louis that I love," I laughed, and he grinned. Niall came bounding up the stairs. He ran up to me, holding his red, swelling hand.

"Oh my God, Ni! What happened?" I asked.

"I was lifting a chair back up, which was that loud crash, and Zayn and Liam were wrestling 'cause apparently Zayn was pissed that Liam beat him in a really hard game, and they rammed into the chair, which I was still holding, and it was slammed into the wall, with my hand in the middle," he said in a rush. You could tell he was in pain. I hopped to the freezer as fast as I could and yanked out a bag of frozen peas, and tossed them to Niall. He immediately pressed the bag to his hand, wincing slightly from the pressure.

"Does anyone know why the hell they're acting like freaking idiots?" Niall inquired.

"Why don't you ask your good friend Louis Tomlinson," I said. He looked at Louis.

"I maybe might have put some Red Bull in their tea this morning?" he said, making it sound like a question. But Niall apparently thought it was the funniest thing in the world. He slid off the stool, laughing so hard that no sound came out.

"You are the man!" he yelled from his place on the floor.

"You know it to be true, Leprachaun!" Louis yelled.

"Hey, they're not fighting," Harry suddenly said.

"You're right, it's quiet," I said. "Let's go!"
So we all crept quietly to the stairs, me on Louis' back since I didn't want my crutches and Niall's hand was out of order. I slid off of his back and sat down at the edge of the stairs, then slid down them like I used to when I was five. The boys chuckled from behind me as they hopped down the stairs. I got out of their way, and hopped to the room with the big TV. Liam and Zayn were both splayed out on the couch, Zayn's foot in Liam's face. Nice.

"Ha!" Harry laughed. "They passed out! Good work, Boobear!" he said, congratulating Louis. Niall went over to the sleeping boys and pushed Zayn's foot off of Liam's face.

"Who wants a foot in their face when they're sleeping?" Niall asked when we gave him a strange look.

With that, we all went back upstairs, me being carried this time by Louis. He dropped my on the couch in the living room while they all went to the kitchen.

"Hey! You exiled me!" I exclaimed, army crawling into the kitchen. I pulled myself up and sat on Niall's lap.

Louis shrugged. "Sorry."
I shook my head. Then Harry set two plates of eggs, sausage and toast in front of Niall and I.

"Thanks, Harry!" we chorused.

"You're welcome!" he said back in a sing-songy voice while he handed Lou his plate and brought his own to the table. I took a bite. It was amazing.

"Hazza, this is amazing!" Louis, Niall and I said at the same time.

"I try my best," Harry said with a cheeky grin on his face. For about five minutes straight we didn't say a word to each other, just inhaling the food. By then Niall was done.

"That was really good, Harry. Thanks," Niall thanked him.

"Yeah, thanks," I said.

"You're welcome," he said. We all looked at Louis. He was making a smiley face with the food on his plate.

"Oh, sorry, thanks!" he said. We all laughed as Liam and Zayn trudged up the stairs.

"What happened?" Zayn mumbled, still in a sleepy state.

"You both passed out," Harry said.

"Oh yeah," Liam said, remembering. His eyes caught Niall's hand.
"What happened to your hand, Niall?"

"Oh, I went downstairs to see why you two were fighting, and you rammed my hand into a wall with a chair," Niall simply said. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Sorry. You just sounded so nonchalant and the way you said it was funny," I said.

"We're so sorry, Niall. Does it hurt?" Liam asked, coming over to us to look at it.

"Yeah, its fine, the swelling's going down," Niall assured him.

"Wait, does anyone know why we were fighting and passed out?" Zayn asked. We all looked at Louis.

"Some Red Bull might have found its way into your tea," he mumbled quietly. Liam and Zayn chuckled.

"Well played, Tommo," Liam said, patting his back and going to the kitchen for food. Zayn followed. Then it started raining.

"Aww!" Louis cried. Then his face brightened. "Rainy day!"
He ran to the living room and flopped on the couch, and put a movie on. Niall and I followed him. It was 'The Hunger Games'. Soon all the guys joined us and watched the movie with us. It was starting to get darker outside from rain by the time the Muttations were about to run out. Just as they did, I jumped, then screamed when there was a loud bang of thunder coming from outside.

"Geez!" Niall exclaimed after I screamed. "You're worse than the fans at a meet-and-greet!"

"Oh, please. That was nothing. You don't even know how loud I screamed when I won a signed album of yours."

"I think we have a pretty good idea of that," Harry said. I rolled my eyes and went back to the movie. It was almost done by now. Soon the credits rolled on the screen, and everyone dispersed. I started setting a volleyball to myself that Inhad found underneath the coffee table. I had an unbalanced set and flew behind me.

"Ouch!" I turned around to see Zayn, phone in hand.

"Sorry, Z!" I apologized.

"It's cool. Some fan on Twitter told me to tell you that she thinks Nexi is adorable," he informed me. (I just decided to go with Nexi as their couple name.).

"Can you tell her that I said thanks? It's nice to know that fans are genuinely happy about us," I told him.

"Sure," he said, typing away at his keyboard. "Oh my God," he whispered.

"What?!" I asked, eager to know. He didn't answer. He ran to the front window and moved the curtains aside. I jumped over. There were at least 200 people swarming my house.

"That Taylor chick leaked you address all over Twitter," Zayn said.

"She was only at my house for a project once!" I exclaimed.

"Well, she obviously remembered it," Zayn said.

"NIALL!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. He, along with everyone else, came running into the room.

"What? What?" he asked. I pointed to the window.

"Holy crap," he said. All of a sudden we just had a swearing party. All of us were just yelling curses, even Liam.

"It was Taylor!" I added.

"That little..." Niall said, not finishing what he was going to say. "I'm calling Simon, our security, and the cops," he announced, yanking his phone from his pocket.

Dang! So they're in trouble now. I'll update this if I can get 3 comments. Sound good? Okay. I'll update as soon as I get 3. If anyone wants to leave the name of their Movella for me to read, I'll count that as a comment! Go go go! Bye! :)
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