Not Your Typical Running Back || nh au

Twenty-nine: "Niall actually gave us ten bucks each to do this."

It's Valentines Day and Coach Patrick had no better idea then have our practise outside even though it's cold. sure, it's mid-Febuary but here in Pensylvania it's really cold. Texas was much warmer. Nia, Missy and Bella were all over their boyfriends today, so me and Niall had lunch alone because all of our team mates eigther have a girlfriend or were looking for a Valentine. Nobody except my Mom gave me a Valentines card, oh, wait, I got one from Harry because he said all his girl friends get a card. With girl friends he means Missy, Nia and me. I hate Valentines Day. On our date Niall told me about a big surprise on Valentines Day which I'm pretty scared about. I'm scared because I denied his question of being his girlfriend. After these two days I really regret saying no to him. I was just annoyed that he asked in that context, so I said no.

"Manning! You need to concentrate. I know it's Valentines Day and you're all over boys and shit but get your shit together and focus on the game", Coach Patrick shouts, as I fall to the ground with Harry on me.

He helps me up. We get back into our positions. Niall throws the ball to me but again Louis lays on me, pressing me to the ground agressively. He gets off of me as Coach Patrick blows into his whistle. We get back in formation again. This time Niall passes Troy the ball and he lands a touchdown, a thing I haven't done in a while. My hands find my helmet and rip it off of my head, while sitting down on a bench with some other guys. My head hurts and my legs are frozen. I hate winter.

"Oliver, you will replace Max for the next two weeks", he says clearly, so I can hear it.

Coach Patrick calls up Oliver to replace me in the game, so I get up and take my helmet with me. Now I'm being replaced?! Why the fuck wasn't Nathan replaced when he had a hurt wrist, huh? Just because he's a defensive player or what? He could've been replaced with Greg or Zack. Coach Patrick sometimes is a real dumbass. While I walk back and forth along the bleachers, my sadness turns into anger. I take my helmet and throw it as far and hard as I can on the side of the bleachers, while screaming and cussing. My helmet rolls a few feet farther.

"Fuck", I shout and ruffle my hair in my hands.

The boys still go on with their game. Coach Patrick watches me, while I collect my helmet and get really angry.

"Manning, you can leave. See you tomorrow", Coach Patrick smirks.

That son of a bitch should be careful what he does. I take my stuff and go to the locker rooms. My clothes lay all over my small booth, as I step inside. I was kinda late because we had a History test. I get dressed into my normal clothes, which are a grey hoodie with the Bring Me The Horizon logo on it, black skinny jeans and black Vans. I cover myself with a jacket and leave without saying another word to anyone. Practise ends in half an hour and I came with Niall, so I'm pretty much bored and frozen to death by the time he comes back from training. I sit myself down in the back of the Pick Up. It impressed me that Niall didn't come with his BMW today. I take out a school book and read about Hitler because we will do that next in History class.

"What are you doing in the back of my car?", Niall laughs.

"I was waiting for you but got so hypnotised by Hitler that I forgot the time."

"That sounded pretty funny. So, why did the coach throw you out for two weeks?"

"I'm too bad in his eyes but what can I do if I have a bad day? I was just in my thoughts."

Niall comes up to me, sitting next to me and laying his arm around my shoulders. I sigh and lay my face in my hands. No tears try to spill. I've cried too much the last few months.

"I need to get something from the locker rooms, come with me?", Niall smiles.

"Sure", I smile.

Niall helps me off of the pick up. We go back into school and enter the locker rooms. Niall walks in front of me, blocking my sight. It's quiet in here. Maybe all the boys already left. Niall turns around without any sign of doing it, smling at me and taking my hands. He walks backwards, pulling me with him. Then I see it, all the boys standing there in three rows, the first row on their knees, the second standing normal and the last standing on a bench. Harry and Troy hold a banner in their hands. Everyone has a single white lilly in their hand. The banner says:

Max, be my girlfriend?

"And?", Niall asks, grinning at me.

"Yeah, why not", I smile.

Niall wraps his strong arms around my waist. I hug him closer by his shoulders. His heart pounds against my chest. The boys all cheer and whistle at us. I flip them off. Niall hugs me less and kisses my nose, then my cheeks and finally my lips. I fell for this boy.

"Take a room", Harry laughs.

"Fuck off", I laugh, as Niall and I break apart.

Niall holds on to my hand. We're turned to the boys.

"You are so cliché", I laugh at Niall.

"You wanted it like this!", he exclaims.

"Nah, I just wanted you to ask me in a different context."

"Niall actually gave us ten bucks each to do this", Zack throws in.

I hit Niall on the arm. He didn't have to do this. The boys break from their formation and come to pat Niall on the shoulder. This day is a really shitty one but also a very good one.

"I'm happy to be yours, Max", Niall smiles.