Football Frenzy

Best friends, Louis and Catherine absolutely love football. Not watching it, but playing it. They train every week together, play games in the park together and talk about if together. After knowing Catherine for years, Louis knows that she is a good, down to earth type of girl, but what will happen when she mixes in with the wrong crowd?

Credit to Chelsea (TakeMeHome) for the idea and for creating the cover for me! Check out her Movellas!


8. Stranger

"Okay, I think that's enough shopping for one day, don't you?" My mum said after her last mouthful of turkey sandwich.

"Fine. I guess we have bought a lot," I replied.

"Yeah, we've bought heaps. Come on, lets head home."

We threw our lunch litter in the bin as we passed and made our way back to the car.

I was just laughing at something my mum had said when I glanced up to see the cute boy again. I've seen him too many times now it's beginning to get really creepy.

He gave me a half smile and I returned the favour just so I didn't seem like a selfish bitch straight away.

I turned back to my mum and I suddenly felt a piece of scrunched up paper being forced into my palm. It was the boy.

I was struggling to keep the paper safely in my hand whilst juggling all the shopping bags.

When we arrived at the car, I dropped all bags into the boot, rubbing at my sore hands. I kept the piece of paper out of mums sight incase she started asking questions. You know what mums can be like with strangers.

I quickly shoved it into my pocket and strapped myself into the passenger seat.

"Exhausted?" She wondered as I sighed.

"Very. My legs feel like jelly. Too much walking," I complained.

"Was it worth it though? I spoiled you. "


When we finally arrived home from being stuck in traffic I rushed upstairs so I could quickly free the bags from my hands. They were still really red and sore.

I kicked off my shoes and grabbed the paper from my pocket.

It had ripped a little so I struggled to read what it said.

After a while of staring at it I realised it was the boys phone number.

I kicked the door closed then sat back onto my bed, dialling the number.

I know he's technically a stranger but he seemed pretty nice considering he basically followed me round town.

After two tense minutes he picked up.

Him: hello?

Me: Erm hi, you gave me your number?

Him: oh are you the girl I saw in town?

Me: mhmm. Erm can I just ask why you kept following me and why I know have your number?

I was making sure I whispered to stop my mum hearing me.

Him: because I want to get to know you better

Me: Erm that's a bit creepy as I've never really seen you before

Him: that's why I want to get to know you better

Me: okay. Well how about I meet you at the pub round the corner from town, tonight around eleven ish?

Him: sure thing. See you then beautiful.

Then he hung up.

Okay the beautiful at the end made him sound like a pedophile, but maybe he just meant it as a compliment.

And I know im doing wrong meeting up with him, but I think he seems like a reasonable guy.

I save his number into my phone incase anything comes up.

It's then I remember I don't have his name so I save him as 'curly'

I like that, curly!
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