It Never Ends

*illianna's POV*

I started kissing Louis in the middle of the soccer field.

Him and the rest of my boys had just won their second round of playoffs.

They were all the star players in this game. They won with the final score of 4-2.

And we couldn't be any happier.

I was giving Louis his congratulations kiss, something every boy was getting.

And it did feel awkward or wrong by kissing him. I felt safe with him. And I knew he felt the same way.

"So," Louis began, breaking the kiss. "What do you want to do now?"

"Ask you a question." I immediately responded.

"And what might that be?" He wondered, pulling me back-and-forth into his arms

I made sure no one was around us and that I wasn't speaking loudly.

"Can I be your girlfriend again?" I asked, running my hand over his sweaty face.

He giggled and brought me in for another kiss.

"Only if I can be your boyfriend again." He chanted.

"Yes! That's the way it's going to be." I squealed.

We embrace ourselves in each others arms again as the rest of the players started walking off the field.

Even though the Louis was smelly and sweaty, it didn't bother me. I felt good to call him mine again.

"I promise to love, honor, and cherish you..." Louis began to praise, binning me around.

I giggled at his sense of humor before taking his hand and leading him off the field.

I congratulated the rest of the boys before they headed back into the locker room to shower and change.

Me, Ariana, Monse, Reyza, and Elsa stood waiting for them in the parking lot, kicking a ball between our feet.

"You know, it's fun dating a soccer player." Ariana voiced, passing the ball to me.

"Yeah, especially if both partners play." Monse agreed.

It was obvious that girls who played soccer have different benefits from other girls. Creative benefits.

"We are more than just dirty hair and clammy skin." I joked, mimicking Jenna from when she said it.

The girls laughed, remembering from where I got it.

"Aye, getting dirty and sweaty isn't a problem for us." Elsa mentioned.

"We can play anywhere at anytime." Monse added.

"We know when and where the opponent wants it." I state.

"And we have excellent ball-handling skills." Ariana included, motioning her hands and they juggling motion.

I knew what she was referring to.

"My gosh, Ariana. You're so nasty!" I said. "No one was even talking about anything sexual!" I said again, laughing.

Ariana was always the one to bring up the sex jokes. The other girls will usually follow her lead.

"We could give you headers too." Monse joked, as she started to bounce the ball on her head.

I covered my ears. I was never want to make up jokes about sex.

"We also like to stay on top of our game." Elsa added. "That's how I play with Harry all the time."

"I make Liam scream for more when we play." Reyza laughed, pointing at him as he and the rest of the guys begin to walk towards us.

The girls turned to look at me, seeing that I was the only one who had it made a joke.

I knew one, I wasn't going to say it.

"Just say it Lily! We know you have one." Ariana pressured me.

I shook my head refusing, grinning at them.

"Hurry before the guys come!" Monse shook me, seeing that the guys are nearing.

I sighed loudly. "I guess you can say, that we can last a long time and a lot different positions." I closed my eyes, not believing what I just said.

The girls erupted into laughter as I blushed into embarrassment. The guys heard and quickly went over to us.

"What are you ladies laughing so hard about?" Louis asked, pulling me into the side.

I darted my eyes at the girls motioning for them to keep their mouth shut.

"Oh, it's nothing," Elsa spoke, shaking her head. "Little Lily is just growing up." She giggled again.

The guys talk to their heads and confusion as the girls continue to laugh. Zayn went to speak, but was cut off by Ariana.

"What are we doing now?" She asked.

"My house. Party. Tonight." Louis explained, pinching my sides painfully.

"Ow! That hurt. You play too rough!" I whined, rubbing my sore spots.

"What? I'm a soccer player." He shrugged.

"So?"

"So, playing rough is our favorite thing to do!" All the boys yelled, grabbing their girlfriends.

I buried my face into Louis's chest, laughing softly. The rest of the girls laughed, now noticing that the boys have a few sex jokes between themselves.

I'm still unsure of why a hang out with these people, but I'm glad I met them.

I'm glad to call them my best friends.

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