Soccer Styles (Not famous,14+) ~finished~

The name is Spencer. Spencer Moore. I'm 17 and soccer is my life. Our coach says we all need to work our hardest. We all need some motivation. I got an injury and found my motivation. This friend will help me through my career with some benefits along the way.


7. s e v e n

Spencer POV


"C'mon Carter, wake up or I'll leave without you." I was especially grumpy today. Last day of summer. Last day of camp. Last day of...Harry.

"Shutup, "I'm up!" She snapped back

"Then get dressed and pack the buses will be here at 10." I calmed down.

*beep*beep*beep*beep* "Hello?" I said with an attitude not caring who it was.

"Spencer? What wrong?" said Harry's low and raspy voice.

"Oh, hey Harry. Nothing, I just- yeah nothing."

"Oh kay. Well I was wondering if I could come over before you leave?"

I found myself smiling, "Yeah sure. I'd love that."

"I'll be over in a jiff."


"Carter, Harry's coming over!" I screamed to her

"Whatever!" She yelled back


"Hey Harry!" I embraced him in my hug, and he kissed y cheek.

"Hey Spenc. So are you excited to start senior year?"

I chuckled, "Is that a trick question?"

"No! I loved my senior year."

My thoughts instantly went negative, "What screwing girl all night?" I said under my breath.

"Huh?" Harry semi-yelled. 

"What? Nothing." I played it off pretty good I think.


"Yup." It got silent after that. I felt like everyone was holding their breath.

"When do you go back to London?" I broke the silence.

He looked at his watch, "About 3 hours." 

"Oh. Wanna watch a movie until then?"

He shrugged, "Whatcha got?"

I looked through a box. "Pitch Perfect?"

He smiled. "I love this movie!"

"Same! Lets finish this summer like a cheese cake!"


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