Teams | A Jamie Johnson FanFiction

Part 9 - The Two Sides of One Team

A/N: Sorry this chapter took so long to be published! Anyway hope you enjoy and thanks for reading. 😊

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Jack's POV

I woke up early the next morning, knowing I had to get some more training in before the semis. Hansard had to pick me to play in midfield. All night I had been haunted by dreams of me scoring the winning goal, and I knew it wasn't impossible. If only Hansard wouldn't be so ignorant and see what was right in front of him.

Knocking on Bella's door, I did a few tricks with my football on the doorstep, before Bella answered, already dressed in football gear, obviously planning to do some training too.

"Hey." I said. "I need some last minute training. Wanna come?"

"Sure. I'll grab my boots." She said, smiling and disappearing into the hallway.

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We wandered down to the park in the early morning breeze, the sun starting to peek through the clouds. The area with the goalposts were deserted, so we decided to claim it before the rest of the footballers woke up and wanted the posts. I saw Bella walk over to the penalty spot but I stopped her.

"Let me have a go. I need to practice being outfield." I said, anxious of what she would say.

To my surprise, she wasn't annoyed - she simply smiled and gladly took her place in goal.

I scored every single one of them. And not just because Bella's natural position wasn't goalie.

"You're good. Why can't Hansard see that." Bella said, shaking her head in disbelief as she rolled the ball back to the penalty spot.

"He probably can't see past the fact I'm a girl." I said, unable to contain this information any longer.

"What? But he let me play the other day; i'm a girl." she said, as the ball shot past her again.

"But only when we were losing. I'm telling you, he doesn't give us a fair chance. Why do you think you were on the bench for the first half." I explained, and saw her smile had completely vanished, replaced with worry.

Bella's POV

Jack's information about Mr Hansard had made me worry, for some reason. Maybe it was something to do with Jamie. Why the hell did everything I do and think lead back to Jamie?!

If I didn't make the team sheet for the match, how would I convince Jamie that I still deserved to play? What would be stopping him from taking my place? This whole thing was a nightmare. Why did I ever agree to start football?

Jamie's POV

Today was my first day back at training. The day I could really get back to football. I'd been training with Mike everyday, (as much as I could before my mum could force more chores on me) but nothing was the same as being in the team.

As I walked into the silent sports hall, it was strange. The room was almost divided into two. Dillon and his mates on one side, Jack and the rest on the other. Instinctively, I strode over to Jack.

"What's going on?" I asked, bewildered at this change in atmosphere.

"Dillon's blaming us nearly losing the match the other day on you." she said, arms crossed, glaring at Dillon.

"What? But I wasn't even playing!" I half-shouted.

"I know. But he's telling everyone that you told everyone at the party to drink the energy drinks, just so we'd purposely lose." she said, doubt obvious in her voice. She knew the truth.