CHANCES (L.T.)

~~~THIRTY THREE~~~

Louis's pov.

It has been over 3 hours since Austin  went and I am going mental here not knowing that he could literally be anywhere and London is big.

I look at the clock probably for the hundredth time today. How the hell did Allison manage?

That is it I have had enough. I am going to find him. I grabbed my hooded jacket and went outside. I have no idea where to start.  That when I saw Alex.  Maybe he knew where Austin went.

"Oi alex mate do you know where Austin is?" I ask.

"Yeah he said he had some school work" Alex said.

"I know that but do you know where he is?" I ask with frustration. 

"Yeah I dropped him at milford high" he said.

"Wait wait why is he at milford high?" I ask.

"He said he had some school work to do there" Alex said with a shrug. 

What could he possibly be doing in another school?

"Take me there" I say.

Alex just nods and gets into the car.

Austin's pov.

The quarter final match was a hard match. The first half we tied 3 to 3. The second match they took the lead and scored a goal but we managed and scored 2 more goals and strengthen the defense hence winning. 

We had a bit of a break before ewe had to the semi finals. The semi finals were with Hamilton high. They are one of the best teams they are really good.

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We won like freaking won  against Hamilton 2 to 1. It was really hard to shoot because their defense was really good kind of like the opposite for our team are attack is good but not that much for the defense.

We have about an hour before the finals and that is against Jefferson high. Coach told us that this tram has been winning this tournament for the past 5 years so they were real competition.

Louis's pov.

We reached milford high. I was still wondering what the hell he was doing here?

I pulled my hoodie over my head and made my way inside the school.

I was walking around for a bit when I heard a lot of people talking and the sound of a whistle being blown. I walked down following that sound.

But I stopped in my tracks when I reached a football field. There were a lot of people there watching the on going match with intensively.

I look around before stuff hit me. The match was against Austin's school and Jefferson high.  I stood among a group of people so no one would notice me. I looked at the match. When Austin's school player number 13 passed the ball to number 17. The number 17 turned the his back towards me. When I saw saw the number 17 back it was written TOMLINSON  in big bold letters. So Austin was playing on the team?

I watched him as he received the ball and dribbled the ball down the center of the field one of the opponents came charging towards him but he was quick to think and faked right and went left but the opponent saw that coming and moved along with Austin. But what Austin did was smart without even second thought he nutmegged him. I couldn't help but let out a little chuckle at that move.

He then passed the balled to number 11. But when he passed the number 11 tried to dribble but the opponent player slammed himself against the him.