Jess P.O.V.
It was just a normal day, waking up at 4:30 in the morning for the first practice of the day. I didn't mind it though, I love soccer and I am happy that I get this opportunity to play for my country’s team. I turn on the morning news to watch while I eat my breakfast and of course the boy band One Direction is in Dublin. There is all this hype because band member Niall Horan is from Ireland. I often get the urge to see them in concert but it is difficult to find a date to such events because no one ever wants to admit they are fans of a boyband openly. I often catch shit from my teammates when the read over my shoulder when jamming out to a boyband on my ipod. My best friend is Katie Taylor and she happens to be my teammate as well. She is a couple years older than myself so I look up to her. I have a few other friends who aren’t teammates but teammates always make the best of friends.
Other than my friends and teammates, I don’t have anyone else. My dad, who had taught me everything I know about soccer, passed away due to liver cancer when I was thirteen and my mum had passed away of breast cancer when I was eighteen. Now being the only child, I don’t exactly have any siblings to lean on and my aunts and uncles really didn’t want anything to do with my family till after I became a professional athlete but it’s okay.
I blast One Direction's Best Song Ever while I drive to practice. That's when it hit me, I NEED to go see them in concert. I pull into the parking lot and pull out my phone and text Katie to meet me at my car. She acts like she doesn't like One Direction but once we are away from the rest of the team, she will sing every single word to every single song.


"Kate, let's go see One Direction this weekend!"

"I knew this was the reason why you called me over...........AND I GOT US FRONT ROW TICKETS!" she exclaimed.

And this is why she is my best friend. Hopefully I will be able to take a selfie with Niall and the rest of the boys. To be honest, I have a hardcore crush on Niall but the odds of actually ever getting to date him may not be as slim as others, it is still pretty slim.

Niall P.O.V
The lads and I get a day off before our next show tomorrow night luckily there happens to be the Women’s Irish Soccer Team Vs. Germany game today. Of course I bought tickets because I can’t resist watching beautiful Irish women playing a beautiful sport. From what I hear unfortunately is that there aren’t many One Direction fans on the team, well not publicly stated One Direction Fans at least, so maybe I do have a chance with one of them.
I decided to ask Louis to go with me because management had told Harry and Louis that they couldn’t be seen with each other. Louis was very grateful for the invite and admitted that a soccer match could always cheer him up a little.
We arrived a little early and got to catch the team warming up. I hadn't seen the women's team in years because they don't get much media attention so I really didn't know the players. I was looking at the roster and a name caught my eye...

Number 37, Jessica Reilly

The name seemed pretty familiar and that is when I remembered a girl with that name back when I was in third grade. She was always playing soccer whenever she could. I mean the girl could juggle the ball like her life depended on it since I could remember. Weird thing was, she never had any friends to play with and I never bothered to talk to her, but wow I should have seen this coming but what I didn't see coming was how beautiful she had become since I last saw her in middle school. It's funny how the two kids who go bullied all through grade school go on to become the most successful.

Notes

A newly revised chapter :)