Niall P.O.V.
Once I spotted her, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She wore her long sandy blonde hair in a french braid that ended just short of the middle of her back. She had gorgeous brown eyes and you could tell that one of her parents were not completely Irish because she had beautifully tanned skin. She had really long muscular legs that would catch anyone's eye but she was still a short little thing. She was the shortest on the team. She was just so beautiful that I must have scared Louis a little because he had to snap me back to reality.
Soon after Lou brought me out of my daydream about Reilly it was time for kickoff. I heard people talking around me about how this was technically Jessica's first official season but she had been on the team since she was 16. She tore her Achilles tendon during pre-season workouts when she first signed on the team and had been delayed on playing until now. She had to go through so many surgeries and physical therapy to get back to prime condition but now she is a starter.
She played left midfielder and she was great at it. She had numerous assists, two which ended with goals and she also had taken a few shots for herself and scored a goal. Her long legs easily dribbled the ball through obstacles and her small frame helped her maneuver through them as well. They ended up beating Germany 3-1.
Right before Louis and I were about to leave the stadium and after taking a few pictures with fans, I saw a sign that said there was a poster signing today. Of course I wanted to go and Lou didn't protest. There were several posters to choose from and I found one with Jessica Reilly as the main focus of the poster. We go down to where the signing was being done and got in the line. Not every player was there but thankfully Jessica was. It felt weird not being the only person taking pictures with fans but it was nice as well.


Jess P.O.V.
One of my teammates elbowed me pretty hard in my side and whispered in my ear,


"Look! Your dream boy is here!" She giggled.

I looked in shock and sure enough, Niall Horan and Louis Tomlinson were in the ever growing line. What in the world.... they actually came to our game?!?
I was pretty excited but I played it cool. He walks up to me and tells me how great of a game I played and that he is a huge fan. He then asks me if I went to St. Kennedy’s National School. I was taken back in shock, I don't remember going to school with a now local celebrity but then again, I guess I was one too. I told him sadly no because I never paid much attention to anyone back then. Before we go much else into the conversation, I was rushed to finish signing their posters and he was escorted by his body guards to their limo that was waiting.
Did I really go to school with Niall Horan? As soon as I got home, I got my ice bath ready and before I hopped in the tub I went and pulled out one of my old yearbooks. First page I open to was the page with my picture on it. I had chopped my hair off and I looked like a boy. No wonder why I got bullied. Flipping through the pages and sure enough, I did go to school with Niall. I can't believe he actually paid enough attention to me back then that he would remember me. I couldn't help but smile, which was then interrupted as soon as I put my foot into the ice cold water.

Notes

Potatoes. That is all my friends.