First Pick
A/N: Ugh thi new 'create' thing is weird and is messing with my copy and pasting. Oh well, I'll figure it out eventually. Anywhoo, enjoy! x
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Summary: In which all the boys are good at something besides Harry and when Louis is picked as a team captain during gym Harry is not his first pick.
It was weird. No one ever really understood why Harry Styles fit in as well as he did. Didn't understand why he hung with the more popular kids while he himself was, pretty lame. No one understood it, but no one really questioned it. Mainly because Louis Tomlinson was always flustered around the lad and you didn't exactly want to be on his bad side. Not because he's a bully or anything, he's just known by everyone and everyone loves him. He was a literal ray of sunshine, but when you upset him or his loved ones he was the devil himself. Doesn't mean he can't succomd to peer pressure, and it was coming.
The boys all had talent and were on the school's futbol team. Liam was smart, usually came up with the best plays and easily caught on to other teams strategies. He was quite handy with throwing some curve balls at games. Zayn was quiet, but observant. He was the goalie, and a damn good one too. He would watch the players footwork and caught on to patterns, usually resulting in him knowing right where the ball is headed. Niall was quick, and crazy. The lad couldn't sit still, always moving. Tends to throw people off when his feet are moving all over the place. He'll be going one direction (hehe, sorry distracted myself) and then suddenly jerk in another. Louis was just bloody good at the game. He was an amazing captain and trained hard and he was just good at almost anything he did. Harry on the other hand, not so much. He was clumsy, told really bad jokes, and was so painfully awkward sometimes. He was a good cheerleader, well, when he knew what was happening. That has to count for something.
"We get to play futbol in gym today," Niall cheered, crashing into his friends as he ran down the hall to tell them.
"Thank God," Zayn groaned. "I sick of all going to the weight room for half the class."
Louis nodded, grabbing some books from his locker. "Anyone see Harry this morning?"
The lads all kind of avoided the question. "Does it matter?" Liam asked quietly.
Louis rolled his eyes. "Shut up."
"Hi Lou!" Harry shouted, arm waving frantically in the air, people giving him strange looks.
"Haz!" Louis smiled.Harry came over and smiled at the boys.
"Sorry I'm late. What's going on?"
"We get to play futbol in gym today," Louis informed him.
"Ew," Harry scrunched his nose up in disgust. "Should've brought extra deoderant. Wasn't planning on getting all sweaty," He shrugged.
Louis laughed while the other boys just sort of stared at him."Literally so weird," Zayn said. "See you second period Harry," He waved walking off. Even though Louis was the only one really fond of Harry, the lads were still nice and didn't mind being his friend. They just didn't know how to take him.
"I should go too. Wanted to get a chocolate milk from the cafeteria before class starts. Liam you coming with?" Niall asked. Liam nodded the the two waved goodbye.
Louis linked arms with Harry and they walked down the hall together. "Just me and you then."
"You and I."
"Shut up, same thing."
"Hey did you know the human heart creates enough pressure to squirt blood up to thirty feet?" Harry asked, pushing his glasses up his nose.Louis sighed.
"Haz," He started, Harry looking at him intently. "How many times have I told you not to stay up all night (aww fetus! sorry distracted again) googling random facts?"
"One hundred and sixty two," Harry said instantly.
"You make it really hard to slap you sometimes," Louis laughed, pulling Harry into a side hug.
The day passed on, but things were started. Jared, another kid on the futbol team that wasn't a big fan of Louis, or anyone for that matter. Got people going about gym class. Saying how he was going to be a captain and beat Louis. Prove he's better than him. They've had this fight a thousand times ever since Louis took the captain spot on the team. He transferred to the school and was really good and the team kicked Jared from his spot in favor of Louis. "You're going to lose Tommo," Jared laughed, pushing Louis with his shoulder as he passed by.
"We'll see about that tough guy," Louis said, rolling his eyes before meeting up with the boys to go change. People were going crazy over this and the ones with free period were going to the field to watch the game. It's for a damn class.
"Jared's such an ass," Zayn said, pulling his shirt and pants off, grabbing his gym clothes from cubby. "Pick me first so you at least have a good stopper."
Louis nodded. "I'm getting you boys."
Niall sat on the bench tying his shoe. "Coach needs to kick him off the team already."
"Believe me, I'm talking to him later," Liam added.
"How warm do you think it is outside. It looked awfully sunny," Harry said digging in his bag, not giving two shits about this whole thing. "I'm going to sun screen anyways," he said squeezing the white cream into his hand, removing his glasses and rubbing it into his already pale skin.
The boys all turned to Louis. Zayn looked him in the eye and whispered. "He's not on our team."
Harry was literally so bad at anything athletic. He will score on his own team, injure himself all the time, pretty much anything that could make his team lose, he does. "He will make us lose," Niall added, Liam nodding with him as they left the locker room.
"Ready?" Harry smiled at Louis standing up.Louis felt sick to his stomach.
"Uh, yeah. Come on."
Everyone was talking while warming up for class. Whose team they want to be on, some even placing bets. A lot though were talking about Harry. Louis bent over, leaning to his left, but looking through the back of his legs at Harry awkwardly stretching a few feet behind him. He didn't understand why people didn't love him as much as Louis did. Harry was sweet really. Sure he was a bit, odd, but Louis thought it just made him adorable. The teacher blew his whistle and everyone lined up horizontally. "Louis and Jared are captains, take turns picking," He instructed.
"Go ahead, you can go first," Jared smirked.
Louis looked at his classmates. Eyes falling on Harry. The lad was never picked for anything and if he was it was usually last. It's why he agreed on independent sports for this gym credit this year. He didn't want to have to pick. "Zayn," He said moving his eyes to his friend.
Zayn came over and smiled, flipping Jared off when the teacher wasn't looking. They continued back and forth. Both lads getting good players. Louis managed to snag Zayn, Niall, and Liam. Although he figured Jared wouldn't pick them, knowing they would mess up on purpose because their loyalty lies with Louis. Louis was sad. It was down to Harry and some other scrawny kid. Harry looked upset, but was still smiling at Louis, waiting for him to call his name. "Take which ever you want Tomlinson. Give me the worst player, that's fine. I'll still beat you."
The lads, and others on Louis' side all gave him a look. Louis was feeling pressured as he stared at the two boys left. "Jason." Louis regretted it as soon as he said it. He could see Harry's face drop. People laughed and joked, the teacher telling them to settle down as Harry made his way over to Jared's side.
"Guess you're friend doesn't believe in you as much as you thought he did," Jared said, wrapping his arm around Harry's shoulder. "Don't worry. We'll take good care of you. You're going to be a winner for once Styles, smile."
"Leave him alone," Louis said.
Jared just rolled his eyes and pulled Harry away. "It was the right thing to do," Niall assured.
"Then why do I feel so shitty?" Louis asked. He glanced over at Harry who was staring at his teammates as they spoke and watching. Maybe Jared was right, he was pretty horrible friend.
The class made their way outside to the field, Harry of course tripping over his over feet and falling at the bottom of the hill, people laughing. It was hard to focus when all Louis could do was feel bad and watch Harry. He was so dorky and his stupid socks were pulled up to his knees and he had his contacts in so he wouldn't lose his glasses, but he wasn't used to them so he was still squinting, Louis knew he was trying to tell a joke to some of the other kids by the looks on their faces. He couldn't help but smile fondly as Jared had him kick the ball a few times seeing what he could do. Harry missed the ball and fell on his ass, standing up to rub it. Louis knew exactly what he was thinking. If he was going to have to put ointment on it. He had sensitive skin and had already fallen twice, the first time sliding a little.
The teacher got everyone together and the game began. For a while Louis was focused on himself and the game. It was intense for P.E class. Jared was really trying to give them a run for his money, and was doing a decent job. The game went on for a while, both teams surprisingly tied with three points each. Next goal won as the period was coming to an end and school was almost over. Louis was running down the field, passing by everyone. He knew he was going to win. Then he saw Harry. He was coming at Louis from the side, trying to hard and, even though Louis didn't pick him he was smiling and laughing as he stumbled along trying to keep up. So Louis stopped. Harry stopped in front of him confused, so Louis kicked the ball to him. People were yelling and running over to the two, so Louis got behind Harry and gave him a little push, kicking the ball back to him when Harry struggled.
No one was happy, but the sort of just let it happen. They just watch Harry struggle, running down the field with Louis by his side, encouraging him, praising him. Jared just rolled his eyes, but cheered Harry on as well, making the other kids do it as well. Soon Harry was at the goal, Zayn moved to the side. Louis smiled and nodded for him to go, so he did. He kicked the ball hard and watched it fly into the net. Harry cheered and Louis lifted him into his arms. "You did so good Baby," He praised.
Harry froze and looked at him. Louis' never called him that before. He didn't have time to question it as the others came over and congratulated him. Even Jared who even said good game to Louis, joking they would need a proper rematch sometime. If was going to win he wanted it to be a fair game. Students changed quickly, wanting to leave school as the bell had rung on their way inside. "You did pretty good Harry. Might have some talent," Niall laughed.
Louis threw his bag at him as he left. "See you tomorrow Harry," Liam and Zayn waved. Then it was just Harry and Louis left in the locker room.
"You mad at me?" Louis asked, sliding closer to Harry on the bench.
Harry shook his head. "Could never be mad at you."
"But I didn't pick you."
Harry shrugged. "I wouldn't've picked me either. In case you haven't noticed, I'm a pretty shit player Lou," Harry laughed.
Louis smiled. "But it's cute. And you did a great job today."
"Thanks. Hey Lou?" Harry asked as Louis began to strip down, pulling his clothes out of his cubby. "If you had to pick me first for something. What would it be?"
Louis stood there and thought for a moment. Harry couldn't help it if he looked down a little as the lad was just in a tight pair of boxer shorts. "Best friend. Every single time," Louis smiled, then noticed were Harry was looking. "I'd also pick you first for something else," He said quietly, gaining Harry's attention.
"What?" He asked.
"To be my boyfriend," He whispered.
Harry stood up. "Really?" He asked.
Louis nodded, gently placing his hands on Harry's waist. "Really really."
Harry smiled, well giggled actually. "Does that mean you'll kiss me now?"
Louis laughed and nodded, leaning in and placing his lips on Harry's softly for a moment. And maybe things got a little heated. Maybe they went back to Louis' house where no one was home. Maybe Louis discovered what Harry was really good at. Maybe Harry blew Louis, maybe they did long division. I don't know, use your imagination.
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A/N2: I LOVED writing Harry's character in this. He's so awkward and cute and I love it!
What did you think? xx
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