Badass

Rachel's P.O.V.

I walked along the steps looking for my seat.

It was just my luck that I'd be nowhere near any of the other girls.

Finally I spotted my seat, it was a few seats in from the aisle so I was going to squeeze past the others.

I sighed inwardly.

Clumsy was my middle name.

As i began making it to my seat I heard a loud whistle. The shock of it made me trip over my own foot and land straight onto the lap of a stranger.

Before I had a chance to apologise the stranger spoke.

"Well, it seems you have literally fallen for me" he announced, earning him a loud cheer from the people around us.

I slid off of his lap and onto my own seat which happened to be right next to his.

"Sorry about that" I mumbled.

Now that I got a proper look at him, hewas good looking. Messy hair, blue eyes - definitely my type.

"That's okay love. Its not every day you get a lap dance at a soccer match" he winked.

I grinned widely.

"I'm Louis by the way" he added.

"Rachel"

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