Kiyah's POV

I was walking on the campus grounds, holding my books, heading to my locker. The wind was blowing through my hair as I pushed the double doors into the hall. The bell had just rung to notify it was the end of the day. I had track and field, which was all the way across campus.

Good running practice.

The coach would let me skip warm up because I would already do it.
I opened my locker to grab my sweats and a baggy t-shirt, along with my gym bag. I eyed down the hall, it had been cleared for the football team, which had finished their game they had every Wednesday. The students were roaring and cheering for them, clearly they won. I slipped my Victorias Secret sweat pants over my gym shorts as the group of nine boys walked past me.

The football team practically had two different cliques. Everyone knew them. One was a group of four; Dylan, Trevor, Nathan and Connor. The others? Niall, Zayn, Liam, Louis and Harry. Harry was the one that shined the group. The other four were either shy, funny, adorable, or sensitive. But the four would always stay after school to either practice near the track field, or watch our track practices. The past two weeks, it was on and off, to watch our track practices.

"Oooo...." The four boys —except Harry—made kissy sounds towards me.
"Excuse me?" I said again, it had been like this for the past five days. The blonde one —Niall— ran over to me. His buff football gear made him look so hot.

They were all hot.

"It's just that, Kiyah you're one of the prettiest girls on campus. The whole team thinks so." I was flattered that he admitted it to me.
"I'm flattered Niall, but I have to go to practice." I said, pulling my bag over my shoulder.
"I'll catch up with you." He winked. He ran to the washroom and quickly walked out, no gear, in sweats and a t-shirt. Just in time as I was walking outside. I started running faster and faster to the field, ignoring the fact that one of those boys had a crush on me.

As I arrived to the track field, the coach smiled at me and let me pass warm up. I started stretching and placed my bag on the bleachers. After a while I noticed the five boys pulled in the parking lot, waiting in that car.

Was I that attractive?

I finally noticed the little things, adding up. I took off my sweats — exposing my legs, which were in running shorts— and tied my running shoes on. My assignment? 1200m. I took off my average shirt and slipped on the baggy one. I walked down the stairs and sat down on the wooden bench, waiting for someone to call my name.

"Kiyah! Harry! You two are up!" He said. Wait, Harry? I positioned my feet and waited for Harry to come. Me and Harry were good friends,.nothing more. Of course I was good friends with all the other guys on the football team, something was up.
"Hi beautiful." Beautiful? "Ready?"
"Sure." The horn sounded and I started running. I decided to pace myself, I had two more runs after this. Harry followed my side.
"Um, you can go ahead, I'm pacing myself." I said.
"And so am I."

It came to an awkward silence for about 500m, until Harry started talking.
"So Kiyah... I was wondering if you'd like to go out sometime?" He said, Harry was my friend. But was it more than that?
"I don't know.."
"You don't have to answer, just a thought." His green eyes locked with mine. I lost track of where I was running, and Harry positioned me.
"Yeah, sure. I'll go out sometime with you."
"Oh, wait. Let me rephrase that," he said, " will you go out with me?"
"Harry... Yes I'll go out with you." I said. No one knew but, Harry's charm and excellence, made me come to him without persuasion. I would've loved to go out with any other of the guys on the team, but Harry had the courage to ask me first.

As I finished my turn. Harry came back over.
"The coach just told me you can miss the two other practices."
"Why?"
"Because you're prepared." He said. "So, how about that date?"

Tricky.

"Sure, we'll go, let me get my stuff." I ran over to the bleachers and grabbed my things.

To think, Harry, my new boyfriend, is taking me on a date.

Notes

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love you all! ~ArtsyFartsyGurł