Chapter Two

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FYI: I picked random teams that I know of from each sport for these characters to be a part of, but there won't be any real people in this story, all are my own characters.


"Oh baby

Oh man

You're making me crazy

Really driving me mad

That's all right with me"

-My Kind of Woman by Mac Demarco



POV RYLAND

As Noah walks out of the bathroom, I'm suddenly very aware of the fact that I just made out with a random guy. Granted, he was very hot and an incredible kisser and the things he did with his tongue-

Ryland, Stop it! I should not be doing this. I can't be doing this. It was great, don't get me wrong, but it can not happen again. Everything would go to shit if anyone found out.

I play soccer professionally for USMNT. I love traveling to different places and playing ball. I get along with everyone and my team is like my family. My older sister, Layla, always jokes that I should just spend Christmas at the training center.

Layla is probably my favorite person in the world. She has always been there for me. She was there when I had my first kiss, when I got accepted to college on a full soccer scholarship, and when I told my parents I was bi and they kicked me out. I'd be lost without her, especially considering all the stupid shit I do.

Ryland: Hey La, what would you say if, hypothetically, I just made out with a random guy in a bar's bathroom??

Layla: I would probably smack you and then ask you how it was

Layla: all hypothetical tho right?

Ryland: ...

Layla: RYLAND WHAT

Ryland: LOOK IM SORRY

Ryland: He was so hot, and he was into me. He had this cute little smirk and he looked so good in his black t-shirt with the tattoos. Oh, not to mention all the filthy things he could do with his mouth...

Layla: OK THATS ENOUGH FOR ME!! Did you at least get him to sign an NDA??

Ryland: no

Layla: smh

Ryland: Look, I have his number, I'll just text him and ask him to come over and sign one. Maybe we'll even make out more, or maybe we'll get past that and head to the bedroom so he can put his pretty little mouth to use...

Layla: SOUNDS GOOD GREAT PLAN STOP TELLING ME ABOUT UR SEX LIFE BEFORE I THROW UP IM UR SISTER

Smiling, I turn off my phone and start walking home. I was planning on getting a cab but I have a bunch of pent-up energy I need to let out, so I decide to walk back to my apartment. However, I forgot about the fact that it was like midnight on a Saturday night and it was freezing cold. And someone had ruined my jacket, so I was freezing to death.

My thoughts turned back to said coat ruiner, and I felt a little warmer. I could feel myself blush just thinking about his hands on me. I hadn't done anything with another guy in a while, trying to keep up the 'acceptable' image of a soccer player, as my father so kindly put it.

I'm not ashamed. I'm not. It's just, things are going so great right now. I'm playing fantastically, and I'm thriving on the team. I don't want to put that in jeopardy, even if it means I'm not always...fulfilled.

Then I think about Noah, and, let's just say, I felt very fulfilled with him. He was so cute, especially when he was all flustered about the jacket. And very hot, I think that is also important to note.

I sigh, unlocking the front door to my apartment, and am immediately greeted by my dog Appa. He's a fluffy little thing and full of energy. I got him last off-season and he's made my life so much better.

I bend down to pet him and look around at all the moving boxes. I love Texas, I grew up here. I played my first ever soccer game 20 minutes from this apartment. I can still picture the time I got my first goal. I have so many great memories here, but I feel like I have to get out. I need a change. Layla moved not too long ago, so there isn't really anything left for me here.

My lease is up in two days, and I have hardly packed anything. Some guys are coming to help me move tomorrow, so I really got to get on this whole packing thing.

As I start putting things into boxes, I can't help but reminisce. I was sitting on that couch when I got the call that I was on USMNT, I was using that stove when I almost burned the building down, that spot on the wall is where Appa peed because I forgot to take him out. Ah, fond memories.

I pull out some old whisky and take a couple sips. The stinging helps drown out the bittersweet feeling of all this.

I'm moving to Boston. Layla lives there, and my best friend on the team, Miguel, has a nonprofit there that I'm going to work at when I can. I'm pretty sure they are hooking up on the down-low, or they at least both like each other. Here's to hoping I don't walk in on them having sex or something.

After awhile, I glance at the clock and it reads 3:45am. Shit. I probably need to go to sleep. Appa has been lightly snoring on the couch this whole time, so I pick him up and settle into bed.

My thoughts turn to Noah.

I want to know so much more about him. There is just something that draws me to him. I never flirt with a guy in public, certainly never go to the bathroom with him, but there was something about Noah that made me break my usual rules. His touch was electric, and I feel like I might explode if I never get it again.

Maybe its the whisky, maybe I'm too sleep deprived to think straight, or maybe part of me just wants to take the risk. I send Noah a text.

Ryland: hey, its Ryland

Ryland: from the bar

Ryland: we should do that again sometime

Ryland: preferably without the interruption

I sound like an idiot. Yeah, I'm definitely going to regret that in the morning. Right now, though, I go to sleep with memories of tattoos and electric touches.


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@laayyllaap: APPA MY LOVE

@laayyllaap: I'm stealing him when he comes to Boston

@user12366778: so cuteeeee omg

@user567890: my dream, soccer and puppies

@miggyplayssoccer: remember that one time he shat on my floor? because I do.

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A/N: Second chapter!! Sorry this is so background heavy but I wanted to introduce the characters a little bit more. I hope you enjoyed!!

Who is y'alls favorite character so far?

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