Beautiful Disaster
Chapter 6
"So, how was Taylor?" Ryan grinned Monday afternoon in the locker room, right before practice.
I paused from tying my cleats, and looked up at him, confused. "What do you mean?"
Ryan looked over to Andrew, Brenden, and Trevor, before they all burst out into laughter. However, once they noticed I was joining them, they all stopped.
"Come on, man, we know you and Taylor Shay hooked up on Friday, so just admit it." Brenden finally said, as he went to tying his cleats as well.
I raised an eyebrow. I remembered my Friday night clearly, and that was not apart of it.
"There's not shame in it, she's hot." Andrew slyly half smiled, leaning against the lockers behind him.
"But we didn't," I said, my voice having some question in it, which usually happened whenever I'm confused.
All three of the guys, and a few others who were listening in, looked towards me. Most of their faces had shock plastered all over it.
"Quit lying, Brett. You basically own one night party hook ups." Ryan said, shaking my shoulders, as if it would knock some sense into me.
"That still doesn't mean me and Taylor did, which we didn't." I said, as I opened the door to the locker room, looking back at the guys as I walked out, falling backwards as I bumped into somebody.
"Ow," I grumbled quietly, as I pulled myself up, to see Taylor on the ground in front of me.
"What a coincidence." Trevor said, as he and most of the team walked out of the locker room and passed me by.
I rolled my eyes, and stepped out of the doorway, "Hey." I smiled.
"Hey," she said, brushing off her shirt and shorts, "looks like we better get used to finding each other this way." she said, laughing shortly.
I smiled at the sound of her laugh, unwillingly. I just couldn't help by how cute it actually sounded. 
Wait, what am I saying? Since when has that happened?
"Yeah, if only there was a less painful way." I shrugged, walking beside her down the hall, " and what exactly are you staying after for?" 
Taylor kicked at a piece of dust in front of her, before replying. "I'm on the soccer team. What about you?" she asked, shoving my shoulder to the side, lightly.
"Same," I nodded, playfully pushing her over as well.
"Oh really? What position?" she smirked, letting her bag fall off her shoulders as she tossed it on the ground.
She took a seat on the floor beside it, and patted the other side, motioning for me to sit.
"Left midfielder, mostly. What about you?" I asked, as I took a seat next to her.
"Same," she said, "looks like we'll have to see who's the better of the two of us soon," she smirked, elbowing my ribs.
I laughed, and lightly pushed her back, "I think I'd be the winner of that one." I said, proudly.
She rolled her eyes, before I noticed both Ryan and Andrew coming into my sight in front of me.
"Dude, we gotta go like now, or coach might make us run suicides all practice." Ryan said, giving me a sly grin, before motioning for me to get up.
"I'll see you around," I nodded towards her, as she showed off her perfectly straight teeth with a smile as I got up.
"Wait!" She said, as I was just barely in hearing distance of her. She quickly jogged over, reaching into her pocket.
I expected her to hand me something I'd dropped, much like the last time we'd ran into each other like this, but instead, she took a pen out.
She yanked at my arm, and wrote down what seemed to be her number.
"Call me later, we'll set up our match." she smirked, giving me a playful wink before walking off. 
I looked at my arm for a minute, before Andrew pulled me out the door.
"Alright, loverboy, I know this is your first crush, but we gotta go!" he said, making me laugh.
Me? Have a crush? Come on, it's a girl giving me her number, it's not like it's never happened before.
No matter how perfect she seems.

Alrighty, another chapter! At least they're getting longer now:D Anyway, let me know if you want to be notified! Give me some feedback:)