Between Pretend And Reality

"It's been forever since I've been to a footie match," I sighed staring out at the lush green football field as Harry and I wait in line.

My boyfriend sighs deeply, his grip on my hand tightening as he reaches up briefly to adjust his fedora with the other one.

"It's called football , love. It's a man's game. Calling it footie makes it sound so childish." he drawls.

If I'd had my way I probably wouldn't be here right now but Penny had generously given Harry and I tickets to a charity football match that Liam would be playing in. So instead of spending a romantic weekend at the beach in Brighton like we'd initially planned, here we were spending our date night in support of Liam. That's what friends are for, I guess.

"What's the difference?" I shrug. "Football, footie, it's all the same if you're playing with your feet,"

If there was any difference, which I doubt there is, I wouldn't know. I'd only gone to footie
matches in high school just to watch my crushes on the football team play.

Harry shakes his head whilst grinning softly.

"What do you want, babe?" he asks as we approach the concession counter "salt and vinegar or gravy?"

"I'm feelin' gravy today," I reply.

"Me too,"

The game was just beginning to start as Harry and I grabbed our chips and drinks before settling on the bleachers. From the corner of my eye I can spot a familiar looking figure happily plopping down next to us.

"Sorry I'm late, traffic was an ass," Penny sighs perching her sunglasses on top of her head.
She's dressed up in a cute little gingham dress that it's becoming a bit too chilly for and crocheted wedges that are totally inappropriate for a football game. Under her arms are what looks like posters.

"Hey," I speak, hoping to sound enthusiastic. Harry and I hadn't exactly planned on keeping Penny company during the game.

"Hiya, Harry," she flashes a grin in his direction before turning back to me. "You lot don't mind if I third wheel, do you?"

Harry shrugs.

"Three's company,"

I send him a subtle glare before turning back to my twin.

"I'm surprised you didn't break your neck on your way here." I quip staring down at her shoes.
Penny rolls her eyes.

"I know they're a little impractical but I have to look cute, my man is out there. Speaking of which do you two want to help me hold up these signs?"

She pulls the posters from under her arms flashing one with read writing that reads: "Payne Train Is On The Right Track"

Harry scrunched up his nose and I stifled a giggle.

"We'll pass," I reply sinking my fork into my chips.

We watch the game in silence, Harry and I stuffing our faces when Penny suddenly nudges me.
"You wanna know the player with the best ass?" she questions devilishly.

"Let me guess," I roll my eyes. "Liam,"

"No," she smirks. "Louis,"

The name sounds familiar but I still don't recognize. She points her finger to a slim man with shaggy brown hair wearing a jersey identical to Liam's that I soon recognize from Penny and Liam's wedding. Suddenly I feel my cheeks heating up. Penny was right, Louis does have a rather nice bum.

"Wow," I murmmur.

"Impressive, yeah?" she grins. "I secretly like to call him big booty Louis,"

I smirk

" I can see why. He must be wearing space pants because his butt is out of this world,"

Harry glances over at me, his green eyes narrowing slightly.

"Hey now, 'm sitting' right here," he huffs.

"Aww, no hard feelings, H. We're just having a bit of girlish fun," Penny insist, batting her eyelashes innocently.

"Yeah, hun," I add.

"You're husband is out there for cry in' out loud," He scolds Penny. "and you," he turns to me.

"The love of your life is sittin' right next to you and you're going on about another man's arse."

"But, H," I whine, "I can't help it. He's got the booty,alright."

His eyebrows furrow and I resist the urge to laugh.

"And I don't got the booty?" he questions.

"Well," I shrug staring out at the game again."it could use a little more padding,"

Harry scoffs.

"I can't believe you. It's not right for me to sit and objectify women when I'm with you but it's totally okay for you to ogle at another man's arse? My booty should be the only important booty in your life!"

Well, it is the only booty I see on a daily basis.

I glance over at Penny who giggles in amusement and I can't help but laugh with her. Harry is actually genuinely offended.

"Baby, you know I'm just kidding with you," I grin.

The hardened expression on his face softens.

"You better be,"

I lean over, pressing a quick kiss to his pouted lips.

"Your booty is my favorite booty,"

He flashes his dimpled grin at my response.

"Right after Louis'"

Notes

Only a few more days until Harry's album!

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