Let's Make a Soccer Team

Nina's POV:

It's been two weeks after the cancellation of my engagement with Kevin. The door burst open, and a small brown-eyed girl step inside "Bitch get up! Stop wallowing in sorrow!"

I groaned, throwing the blanket over my head and cried "I hate life" Some people may call me dramatic, but I don't care. I'm broken hearted, I deserve to wallow in sorrow.

Alice and Neilson had been staying in the hotel room next door for the past few days when they found out about my break up. The three of us grew up together in the same neighborhood.

Neilson told me if I want, he can make Kevin get into an accident while Alice propose to do the beat up by herself, which can land her a night in jail, again.

A few years ago, Alice got into a bar fight with some policemen. Let's say when a little drunken girl who happened to be angry at her boyfriend, gets her hand on a gun - things do not turn out well.

She threw the blanket off of me and jumped on top of my body "You know what you need?"

"I need Kevin" I muffled into my pillow, wallowing in more self-pity.

"No! You need a night out! Away from this room! Your ass has been laying on the bed so much, it's tattooing itself!"

"I don't want to do anything. Let me lay here and rot away" I mumble, as she attempts to pull the blanket off of me.

Alice grabbed my leg and dragged me out of bed causing my head to hit the nightstand before smacking my nose into the floor "Ow" I said in a monotone voice, planting my face into the nice soft carpet.

"Meh, you're still alive. You will be fine" she waved off my pain.

"Muffin! Matt!" She screamed, and I can hear some footsteps coming towards us.

"What?" Neilson asked. My head lifted to see Neilson running his fingers through his dark hair, raising a brow. My eyes roamed over to see Matt who was crossing his arms, flexing his muscles through his white shirt.

"Get ready, we are going clubbing" she declared while dragging my body towards her hotel room by the ankle. I clawed my nails on the carpet, but she kept on going, causing carpet burns on my flesh.

Passing by Matt, I held his ankle "Don't let her take me" I whisper and he gave me a weak smile as Alice pry my hands off of him.

She continues dragging me out "I hate men" I yelled.

"I hate men and you," I hissed out, while she drags me into the club room. The five inch heels were already bruising my feet as my dark blue dress kept tugging up.

Alice was wearing a short black dress along with Neilson's sweater where he forbid her to leave the hotel without it. They fought for nearly two hours and she caved.

Neilson and Matt was wearing their usual classy looking clothes of a white button up shirt and black jeans.

The music was loud, and the lights were blinding me. A man walked towards us "This way please" he said, showing us towards a private table in the corner of the clubroom. We sat down, and I slammed my head on the table. Peeking to the side, Justin and Cecelia came up to us.

"Still wallowing in sorrow?" Justin shouted and I flip him the bird, throwing my head on Matt's shoulder who wrapped his arms around me, patting my back.

I don't know how long I was laying on Matt's shoulder, but when I looked up, everyone was gone "They left me" I cried out, throwing myself on the table again.

"In their defense, they did try to talk to you for over an hour, but you ignore them" Matt said.

I turned my head towards him "I'm sad" I pouted while he patted my head.

I jolted up and grabbed a shot, drinking it while and slammed it on the table. Taking another one, I did the same exact thing. I grabbed a third one only to be stop by a hand "That's enough Nina."

"No, it's not enough Matt! I can still feel the pain" I started crying into his arms.

"Hey, it will be okay short stack" he whispered.

Sitting on Matt's lap, I was bawling my eyes out in the club. Strangers passed by us, staring, but Matt didn't push me off. Instead, he continues comforting me, wiping off my tears. I saw Alice in the corner of my eyes, and I threw myself onto her.

After some time of ugly crying, my eyes ran out of water. I sat there with Alice, taking shots after shots. Matt and Neilson tried to stop us, but we just continued so instead, they sat on the outside of the booth, making sure we don't escape.

"Men are stupid! Dumbasses!" I yelled.

"I agree! Stupiddddd" Alice yelled into Neilson's face, spitting in the process.

"Stupiddddd" I shouted into Matt's ear, who looked at me as if I'm a crazy woman.

We clanked the glass together and took another shot.

"Maybe you two should lay off the alcohol," Matt bravely suggested.

I glanced at him and smile, flipping my hair, assuming I look very sexy doing it "There is nothing wrong with loving alcohol. It makes people feel good" I slurred.

Alice started hiccuping "Did you know that the active ingredient in alcohol is made by yeast? A microscopic single-celled organism that eats sugar and excretes carbon dioxide and ethanol, the only potable alcohol which is a form of fermentation" she said, pointing a finger in the air swaying back and forth.

I nodded my head "Ethanol makes us feel good since it helps us release serotonin, dopamine, and endorphins in the brain, chemicals that make us happy and less anxious" I said, stumbling back into Matt's arm.

Alice took another shot and sniffed "In history, our primates ancestor that climb on trees like consuming ethanol in rotting fruit because it has a strong, distinctive smell making it easy to locate, easy to digest allowing animals to get more of the commodity, and it was its antiseptic quality repel microbes."

We gave each other high fives, but missed, then pretended we never did that. I leaned against Matt "Our ape ancestor started eating fermented fruits on the forest floor, and that made all the differences."

Matt lifted a brow at me "So?"

I started giggling "So, it means we are preadapted for consuming alcohol silly" I tapped his nose, then pinched it.

I started running my hands all over his face "You're so handsome" I grumble, causing a chuckle to leave his throat. I lower my hands, feeling his body "Such a nice body too" he bit his lips, not stopping me. Matt is such a good friend, letting me do whatever I want so I can feel better.

I was about to slip my hands under his shirt until Alice climbed over me and wiggled a finger in front of Matt "Don't go against nature" she included, bouncing back to her seat.

Matt glanced at Neilson "This means they are completely wasted" he explained our intellectual.

Matt sat there and nodded his head as I grinned at him "Let's dance."

"Yes! Lets!" Alice shouted into Neilson's ear climbing over his lap.

"Angel, I dont think that's such a good idea" he hissed, grabbing her wrist.

"Muffin, you decide, dance with me or I dance with someone else!" she declared throwing out a hand.

He release a sigh and took it, leading a drunk Alice to the dance floor. I watch him protectively wrapped his arms around her, preventing others to come any closer as she rubbed her body all over him like a jellyfish.

I glanced back at Matt "I want to dance too" I slurred and he shook his head in disapproval.

"Why not?" I whined, climbing onto his lap, portraying my dissatisfication with a few bounces.

I watch him as the club light glisten against his sharp features, icy blues staring at me with this unexplainable look. He placed his hands on my hips, pulling me in closer, hot alcoholic breath hitting my face.

He lick his lips, ending the seduction with a light bite. Smoothly, he place a hand on my lower back, slidding it down as I arched my back. Matt tilted his head, nose hitting mine as he gripped on the back of my dress.

I'm not entirely sure what happened at the club, but when I woke up, I was on Matt's arm.

Looking upward, we were entering our hotel room. I peeked over to see Alice passed out on Neilson's arm, opening their own room

Matt opens the door and shut it gently, probably trying not to wake me up. Feeling something rushed back up, I cover my mouth "I want to throw up" I said, and Matt's eyes widen, sprinting towards the trash can.

Unfortunately, he wasn't running fast enough as I retch all over his shirt and myself in the process.

Matt stopped running and stood there with me in his arms, as his cheeks puffed up, attempting not to throw up "Matt" I slurred.

He shuts his eyes then open them "Yes" he replied, tone sounding shaky and I'm quite sure he wants to drop me on the floor.

"I think I'm drunk" I said, before passing out.

When I woke up, my mind felt like it was bleeding. Slowly, I sat up, adjusting my blurry slights. After some time, I got out of bed to grab some medications from the table. In front of me were two pills and a water bottle with a note saying Take this with Matt's signature.

I took it, hitting my head to get rid of the pain only to make it worse. Passing by a mirror, my eyes widen as I saw myself wearing nothing but one of Matt's button up shirt.

I release an ear-pinching shriek from my lips, and the door bang open "What happened?" Matt shouted, and I continue screaming pointing at myself.

He scanned my body then quickly advert his eyes "Y-You d-did y-you-" I stutter out only to receive a cough.

"Y-Yes I was the one who ch-change you last night," Matt said, eyes still avoiding mine as he scratches the nape of his neck.

I covered up my body and took a step back, releasing another scream. Matt rushed over covering my mouth "I'm going to let you go, stop screaming" he said, and I nod my head.

He lets go, and I resume my high pitch shriek which he covered up again "Really, Nina?"

I removed his hand "I'm sorry, I just-" I stopped talking and stare at him.

"Does it help knowing I closed my eyes?" he mumbled, and I shook my head.

After a few awkward days with Matt, Neilson and Alice left since they had to go back to work.

"Feel better waffles" Alice whisper, pinching my cheeks.

I took a sniffed, and she wrapped her arms around me "Thanks for coming pancakes" I mumble into her shoulder.

Roughly two weeks after, I was still laying on Matt's bed, face planted on the pillow as the blanket cover my whole body. I've been staying in Matt's hotel room for almost a month and made the excuse that I wanted a vacation.

I am so fired, but who cares, I feel like shit.

This by far was the worst emotional pain I've gone through in my life, worse than when I got my wisdom teeth pulled out.

I had always support my friends when they went through heartbreak, never once thought I would experience it myself.

I heard a door click and knew Matt was back from work. He sat down next to me. "How are doing short stack?" he whispers gently as he patted my head lightly with his rough hand.

I gave him a muffled answer as he releases a deep breath. Turning my head towards him, I can see the concern in his eyes.

That and the sad look on his face. I don't know how to read emotions based on eye contact.

All I see is his sclera, iris, and pupil.

Glancing over, I realize my broken cell phone was gone, but the dent in the wall was still there. The day after Alice left, Matt had to work late, so I was stupid and picked up my ex-fiancé call. I screamed and screamed while he continuously apologizes to me. Frustration and anger build up inside of me. I couldn't contain it anymore and threw the phone across the room.

Thank goodness my phone was already damaged due to my clumsiness. My phone always slip out of my butterfingers and fall on the ground, yet I never learn my lesson and buy a protective case.

Matt found me on the floor next to my cell phone, in a puddle of tears and snots. Definitely, not one of my proudest moments.

Glancing back at Matt, I tried my best to smile at him. He patted my head once more and went to the bathroom to change. Coming out, he was wearing sweats and a white t-shirt.

"Short stack you have to change" he handed me his shirt and a pair a boxer. I gave him a slight nod, and I got up slowly. I've been wearing the same clothes for four days. I probably smell like crap. He turns his head as I change into the new clothes, throwing the old ones on the floor.

"Done" I whisper, laying back in his large bed. He slips under the sheets with me. We had been sleeping together since my second breakdown. When he held me, everything felt better. I felt safe, and there is no heavy, painful weight in my heart.

"Matt is it because I'm ugly? That's why he cheated on me? Obviously, that's why the girl that came out of that stupid room was so gorgeous. It was like heaven threw her down to the ground."

I'm pretty sure she didn't fly down from heaven considering she slept with my fia- ahem ex-fiancé. Heaven probably kicks her sexy ass out for being a whore.

He shifted his body down to face me "Love, don't ever say that okay? You're beautiful. Any guy would be lucky to have you" he said as he places a hand on my cheek rubbing it slightly with his thumb.

"Really?" I said in a cracked voice.

"Really" he whispers to me as his hot minty breath hit my face. He went up and kissed my forehead lightly. I took several sniffed and snuggled into his chest as he rubs my back, whispering comforting words in my ears.

"Why do I feel so ugly then Matt? Nine years, I invested nine years of my life into this relationship. We were planning to sign the stupid marriage paperwork than have a beautiful overprice honeymoon. Afterward, we are supposed to have four kids together who gives me a headache every single day along with two dogs who are cleaner than our kids" Oh gosh Nina breathe.

"Baby look, you don't need him okay? He doesn't deserve you. You are amazing."

"I'm g-going to live a-a-alone with 102 cats" I cried, knowing that I sound horrible as fuck. Again, my mind isn't stable. I don't know why I say cats. I'm allergic to cats. I found out when I turn 20, going to client's house. Thirty minutes later, I was on the ground attempting to breathe. I never went back to their house.

He laughs in amusement "Look, if no guy wants to marry you. I'll marry you, and we can have four kids and two dogs together."

"That would upset your future wife" I muffled into his chest.

"My future wife won't be upset. She is the one who told me she wants four kids and two dogs."

I started laughing at his comment "What if I want more than four kids? Are you still willing to be my husband?"

"We can make a soccer team."

For the rest of the night, Matt was distracting me talking about random things, making me laughed until I fell asleep in his arms.

"Good morning" he whispered.

"Don't leave" I mumble, hugging him tighter.

He release a deep breathe "I would love to stay here, but I have to go" he said.

Nodding my head, I let go of him. He stood up, stretching his aching body. Taking a seat beside me, he patted my head. He walked over to his luggage and grabbed some cleaned work clothes, walking into the bathroom and changed.

I watched him as he walked out, buttoning up his cuffs. He walked back to his luggage and pulled out a cell phone, taking a seat in the edge of the bed "Here, call me if you need anything" he said handing me a new cell phone.

I push it back "Matt you shouldn't d-"

"Keep it, since it's an old phone of mine. Plus, Alice keeps messaging me about how you are doing, and it's getting quite annoying. She keeps interrupting me during meetings with calls making sure you weren't dead."

I release a breath and nod, while he tangle our fingers " I really did mean what I said last night short stack, I will marry you if you want me to" he said causing me to chuckle dryly.

The corner of his lip tilted upward, eyes glistening into mine "I'll keep that in mind. Thank you Matthew."