The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

Chapter Thirty-five

Mac’s pov

I was already falling asleep when Elena closed the door behind her and as the door slammed shut, I was immediately slammed into another nightmare of my past.

It was like it was going in a sequence as it had happened and I was starting to think my subconscious had a mind of its own because even as I tried to block the thoughts away it came back to haunt me in my dreams where I was most vulnerable to my mind.

As it always started it was nighttime, I remember leaving the lonely and dark house and walking around. I was hungry and hadn’t eaten anything since school lunch and I didn’t want to stay at home, it would only make me think of food.

Walking around that night, there was a cold air that hit my skin and I shivered as I walked closer to the direction where there was a bright street light shining on a football court.

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I had seen a few boys play during the day and I didn’t expect anyone to be there in the middle of the night.

But since my life was filled with surprises I wasn’t shocked when I found a boy kicking a ball to the post, scoring a goal.

The precision in his feet made me realise that he was really good at football so I found myself enchanted by his skills.

I walked closer as he finally heard my footsteps and turned to me in shock.

He had black wavy hair falling across his face, with dark grey eyes that watched me curiously. He wore a blue jersey and I could see a signature at the bottom of it.

He was definitely going to be from a rich home if he could get a signed jersey from a real football player.

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“Who are you?” He asked and I glanced around nervously, scared that I had interrupted his game.

“Uhm, my name is Mac,” I whispered softly as he came closer and I took a step backward.

My name is Liam,” He said, stretching a hand to me as I looked up at him. There was a huge happy smile on his face that told me that he meant no harm.

I shyly took his hand and shook it, embarrassed at my sweaty palm and he chuckled before stepping back to grab his ball on the floor.

“How old are you? You seem my age,” Liam asked as he juggled the ball with his feet and I stared in awe at him as I moved closer.

“I’m 9. What about you?” I asked, uninterested in the conversation as I watched Liam skillfully play with the ball.

“I knew it. I’m 9 too. What are you doing here Mac? It’s late and you should be in bed,” Liam asked and he slammed his feet on the ball, stopping it and turning to me.

I blinked as I looked away, embarrassed at being caught gawking at him. “My parents aren’t home and I was bored,” I answered and Liam sighed.

“Same as mine. They are never home,” Liam said sadly before he smiled again.

“I noticed you staring as I played. Can you play football?” He asked and I shook my head and I stepped into the court.

“No. I never even thought of it until now when I saw you playing. You kinda make it look cool,” I said, looking away as my cheeks flushed shyly. Liam chuckled.

“I know right? I’ve been playing since I was four. I’m practically obsessed with it. Wanna see something even cooler?” Liam asked and I nodded.

He picked up the ball once more as he stepped closer to me and kicked the ball in the air before stepping forward as the ball landed at the back of his neck effortlessly.

And when I thought it would fall, Liam smirked at me as the ball stayed on his neck.

My eyes widened in shock as Liam moved in a circle and the ball still didn’t fall.

“Woah! That’s so cool!” I couldn’t help but gasp in awe as I watched Liam.

He was so cool, like the kind of friend you would have, one who knew what you wanted to be like and I was sure as hell he attracted a lot of attention at his school. Because I knew he didn’t go to mine, if he had, then I’d have known him.

“It’s pretty easy, I can teach you,” Liam said and I stood up straight and the ball rolled down his back before he caught it and threw it at me.

I didn’t think fast and wasn’t expecting it so it slammed into my chest knocking me off my feet as I fell on my butt.

I didn’t know why but I burst out in laughter as Liam joined me.

Our laughter was soft but there was a hint of joy in them and pain too. Thinking about it now, I hadn’t realized how sad Liam’s eyes had been until I saw the joy that filled his eyes when he laughed.

He was like a whole different person and I was happy too, for the first time that day I was smiling and I was talking to someone.

I didn’t have any friends at school so talking to Liam made me happy.

And he was cool too. He could play football and do so many skills that I could only dream of and see other professional players do on TV.

“Come on, get up. From today, I will teach you how to play football,” Liam said as he extended his arm to me and I looked up at him in awe.

I was really going to learn how to play Football from someone who was extremely good at it.

My smile widened as I reached my hand to Liam and he smiled at me before pulling me up from the floor.

I had made a new friend, and his name was Liam.