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?


6. The Game

Lexi POV

I woke up from a very nice sleep to my phone alarm goin off. I picked up my phone and looked at the screen. It said: Soccer game at 9:00 am!. Uh oh. It was 8 right now, and I had to be there at 8:45. I shook Niall gently and told him that I had a game and that I was going home to shower and get dressed. He woke up and mumbled something that sounded like, "Okay,". So I quietly crept downstairs. Then I ran out of the house and into mine. I quickly showered and dried my hair, and then put it in a ponytail. Then I put on my game jersey, game shorts, and game socks. But then I realized that my cleats and shinguards were still in my soccer bag, which was still in my dads car, which my parents took to the party thing last night. Maybe Niall would have some. I hunted for my old soccer bag, and found it in my closet. I put a water ottos in it, along with some energy bars. When I was ready to go, I locked the door and ran across the street. Inside, I found Harry and Liam eating breakfast.
"Hey guys," I greeted them.
"Good morning, Lexi. How are you?" Liam asked.
"I'm good thanks. I have a game soon," I said.
"Cool. When does it start?" Harry asked.
"It started at nine, but I have to be there at eight forty-five. I actually came over to see if Niall has any extra pairs of cleats and shinguards," I said.
"Oh, okay," Harry said. "He just went into the bathroom," just then Niall came into the kitchen. His face lit up.
"Hi Lexi!" he said, coming over to give me a hug. I hugged him back.
"Hey, Ni," I said.
"Don't you have a game soon?" he asked.
"Yeah, but my soccer bag is still in my dads car," I explained. "Do you happen to have an extra pair of cleats and shinguards I can borrow?" I asked. He grinned.
"Follow me," he said. I followed him upstairs to his room. He pulled a gym bag out from under he bed and unzipped it. Inside were like 4 pairs of shinguards and 3 pairs of cleats.
"What size are you?" he asked me.
"I'm a 9 1/2. But aren't the sizes different here than in England?" I asked.
"Yes, but I'm a size 8, which is 9 1/2 here," he explained.
"Oh, okay," I said. "Thanks for the little geography lesson," I said jokingly.
"Anytime," he said laughing. He pulled out a pair of black, white and blue cleats and a green pair of shinguards. "Are these okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, they're perfect," I said, sliding off my socks. He untied one of the shoes as I untied the other one. Then I put on the shinguards, slid my socks on over them, and put on the cleats. They fit perfectly.
"Thanks Niall, these are perfect," I told him.
"You're welcome," he said. "I always bring extra things of everything. You never know when you might need them"
"That's right," I said.
"So are we going to see Lexi play some serious soccer?" Harry asked, waltzing into the room.
"Yeah, I guess," I said.
"Im coming too!" Louis yelled from the next room.
"Well, I guess I'm coming as well, since Lou woke up half the world," Zayn said, stumbling out of the room across from us. I started laughing as Louis appeared in the doorway. Man, this guy was too funny.
"Lexi, someone named Rachel is texting you!" I heard Liam call from downstairs. We all raced down the stairs.
"Thanks, Li," I said as he handed me my phone. I read the text.
"Guys, we gotta go now. I promised Rachel that i would sell raffle tickets with her before the game," I announced. Then I spotted an uneaten waffle on Harry's plate. I made a mad dash for it and gobbled it.
"Hey!" Harry yelled.
"Sorry, I was hungry," I said happily.
"That'a my girl," Niall said, putting an arm around me. I didn't mind. I really liked Niall, and I honk he liked me back. Just then Zayn came flying down the stairs.
"Secret Agent Zayn," Louis joked.
"I'm ready," Zayn said dramatically, as if he were in a movie.
"Then leggo," I said, and we all ran across the street and jumped into my car. I started it up, and we were off. It was a short ride to the soccer complex, and we were there in no time. I parked the car, and we all got out. I told the guys what field I would be playing at, and the. I went to go find Rachel.
"Hey, Rach, sorry I'm late, I had some cousins sleep over, and I lost track of time this morning," I apologized.
"That's fine, I've already sold 30 tickets, so that's good," she said.
"That's great!" I said. Then for the next 15 minutes we sold tickets, then we had to go warm up for the game. I spotted all of the guys in the bleachers as I warmed up with Rachel. I 'accidentally' kicked the ball a little too hard and it landed in Harry's lap. He laughed and threw it back to me.
"Is that Harry Styles?" Rachel asked me. Uh oh.
"No, probably not," I said. This could be bad if they were recognized. It was crazy busy here. I began kicking the ball with Rachel again, and she dropped the subject. Soon the game started. This was a very easy team.

By halftime we were winning 6-0. I spotted Niall going over to the concession stands. I figured aince we were winning I could try and do my bicycle kick that I had been perfecting. About 45 seconds later came my chance. I got ready to jump up. As the ball came towards me, I jumped, and kicked the ball as I was airborne. I heard the ref's whistle signaling I had made the goal, and as I came back down, I landed on my right leg, hard. I crumpled in pain as my entire leg began searing in agony.

Cliffhanger! What's going to happen?! I don't even know yet! :)
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