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.


20. t w e n t y

Since Jake and Carter grew more serious in their relationship, I moved out. I mean, I'm gonna be 20, and I have a pretty well paying job. The new house wasn't quite ready yet, so I called some friends to help out. I called John who called Dan, Matt, Sophia, Casset, and James. They just helped bring furniture in and set it up. To be honest, I think I'm better off alone.


I was sitting around my house watching toy story, cuddling with my bulldog, Adrian on my couch when my phone went off. I groggily got out of bed and answered it. It was Matt.

"Hey, Matt. What's up? Oh, and thanks again for helping me move." I smiled into the phone, even though he couldn't see.

"No problem. But I was uh- wondering if you liked One Direction?"

I smiled quickly faded and I was speechless."I- uh um. They're cool, why?"

"Wel, my sister won these tickets to see them, but she got sick so I was wondering if you and Carter wanted 'em?"

"Uh, sure. Thanks! Just drop 'em off anytime, Matt. Tell your sister I said feel better."

"Thanks, Spenc. And I will. Is it cool if I swing by now?"

I looked down over to my stove '7:36pm' "Uh- yeah sure."


I sat out on my porch, waiting for him. I took out my lighter and put the cigarette in my mouth. I just sat there for a couple minutes. After my cigarette lost it's 'sass' i put it out in the ash tray, located at the center of my table. I ran my fingers over the back of my neck, the tattoo I have. 27 in Roman Numerals: XXVII. I pulled out my phone and played Candy Crush. I got pissed after I couldn't beat level 23. I put my whit iPhone5 on the table, and waited. He pulled up, and got out of the car.

He handed me the tickets in a white envelope. I gave him a hug and said my thankyou's and he got back in his car and left. I opened the very crisp envelope to reveal 2 front row tickets- to see Harry- in concert. I mean it's not that I didn't like his music, it's just I wasn't crazy about it. I called Carter and she agreed to go. The concert was in 4 days. 

I just decided to go to bed, I had work in the morning.

A/N: READDD! Well, I have forced Maria to write a sequel to "My one and only" but, she won't do it unless she gets ovr 2k reads on the first one. So please go readd it!



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