Home / MM Romance / Sidelined Hearts : An M x M Original / CHAPTER NINETEEN: Toilet stall incident

Share

CHAPTER NINETEEN: Toilet stall incident

Author: Crimson Sin
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-15 18:01:58

Ashford.

"That's not true. Richard was hot, although Christian is hot in a different kind of way."

I plaster a smug smile on my face, and drag the phone back to myself, letting my eyes roam over the picture heatedly

If Cole wants to be fucking pissed at me because I don't want an innocent man caught in unnecessary crossfire's then he can.

He shoots me a glare that makes the redness of his cheek increase, and I turn away from him.

Maybe my recent decision is the right one for more reasons than just wanting to piss the older player off.

Distance from my besotted teammate would be good. I'll probably miss the rendezvous, but I'm pretty sure it's run it's full functional course.

Cole's been too prissy these days, like something's crawled up his ass and died there. I don't like it.

Pierce seems to notice the tension between us, and snorts. "Calm down, guys. No need to exchange blows."

He raises a brow at my clenched fists, and my eyes
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter

Latest chapter

  • Sidelined Hearts : An M x M Original    CHAPTER TWENTY THREE: Crushzilla.

    Ashford. "Why are you sulking, blondie?" I turn to my teammate, I think his name is Salvatore—I remember because his Italian looks is a dead giveaway. A small chuckle escapes my lips because of the nickname. He used to call me American the first time we met. I can't believe it's Blondie now. I give him a small smile. "I'm not sulking. Why do you think I am?" Okay, I may or may not be lying a bit. I'm still upset because Pierce is hell-bent on doing absolutely nothing to ease the heat Christian is facing. And it's all because of what Cole said. Thinking about it brings another scowl to my face, and I grip the ball in my hand tighter. "Liar, you're full on glaring at the ball now. Chill or you're going to ruin it." He answers. My eyes fly back to the ball in my hand, and I take his advice to mind, easing my hold on the ball. "It's nothing. I'll handle it myself." I try to say dismissively. It's not like he can do anything to help me after all. But Salvatore gives

  • Sidelined Hearts : An M x M Original    CHAPTER TWENTY TWO: Lightweight.

    Christian. "I can't believe you love this country because of the women, what is wrong with me?" I let out another laughter, feeling way better now. Nate's always been great company, and I seriously cherish his friendship. If I didn't know better, I would have wondered why the guy even hung out with me. Nate is fun, and quirky, and basically every member of our team likes him. I think his easy-going personality might have something to do with the fact that his father had been a raging alcoholic while he and his brothers grew up. As a kid, he probably lived with a lot of tension at home, so he always knows the right things to say. Or he just says whatever he thinks is nice at the moment. You can't be too sure with him. "Can you blame me? Everyone is so hot here." I groan out a laugh. "And English women aren't hot? I'm going to tell your supposed hot neighbor, Dina that when we get back." A scared look appears on his face, and I laugh harder. "Now, don't be mean man

  • Sidelined Hearts : An M x M Original    CHAPTER TWENTY ONE: Americans.

    Christian "Can you believe I'm being restricted from playing today because of it?" I suddenly blurt out. I don't know if Nate knows about the restriction yet, but I suddenly want to share my anger over the situation with someone else. His eyes widen briefly, before he looks at me with a sympathetic gaze. I flinch, hating that look in his eyes. "You seriously mean that? And Jared allowed it? How the fuck could they do something like that?" I smile, feeling oddly satisfied that he at least feels as upset as I am about the whole thing. Not like it can change anything about it, but it's good to know I'm not the only one who finds this situation extremely ridiculous. "Yeah, that's what he called me to tell me. It seems the fans are really giving the team a lot of heat for it." I reply. His gaze turns hard. "So what? We can take a little heat. No need to suck up to that American! How can they put down a teammate just because of the opposing team?" Listening to his words,

  • Sidelined Hearts : An M x M Original    CHAPTER TWENTY: Beer and Company

    ChristianAfter the call with my manager, I'm not sure there's a lot that won't make me punch a random person today. Fuck, if I thought I wanted to break Ashford Ryder's fucking face before, now I actually feel like I can murder the guy. How dare the little shit do this to me? A small part of me, the part that can still think rationally despite my anger tries to remind me that I did this to myself.But I still think it's his fault. What kind of prissy asshole has fans that literally want to demolish me for just glaring at him? I run my hands through my hair, feeling my skin heating up again even though I just left the shower. Thankfully, Jared said that I only had to miss one game, then it would probably blow down after that. Doesn't mean I'm not completely outraged. What the hell has football turned into? I toss the towel on my hair on the bed, and tighten the one wrapped around my waist. Picking up the room teleph

  • Sidelined Hearts : An M x M Original    CHAPTER NINETEEN: Toilet stall incident

    Ashford. "That's not true. Richard was hot, although Christian is hot in a different kind of way." I plaster a smug smile on my face, and drag the phone back to myself, letting my eyes roam over the picture heatedly If Cole wants to be fucking pissed at me because I don't want an innocent man caught in unnecessary crossfire's then he can. He shoots me a glare that makes the redness of his cheek increase, and I turn away from him. Maybe my recent decision is the right one for more reasons than just wanting to piss the older player off. Distance from my besotted teammate would be good. I'll probably miss the rendezvous, but I'm pretty sure it's run it's full functional course. Cole's been too prissy these days, like something's crawled up his ass and died there. I don't like it. Pierce seems to notice the tension between us, and snorts. "Calm down, guys. No need to exchange blows."He raises a brow at my clenched fists, and my eyes

  • Sidelined Hearts : An M x M Original    CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: Ruin his career

    Ashford. The rest of my morning goes by in a blur, ridiculously boring if I say so myself. At least I have Cole who keeps me company most of the day. I contemplate telling him my plans, but then I'll have to explain why I want to do it, and I know Cole won't let it go until he gets the full information out of me. He may just have to find out when everyone does, which I know will probably make him mad at me. The guy is just ridiculously persistent like that, and I don't want to share my encounter with Christian with absolutely anyone. Partly because it's beyond mortifying, and partly because it's my private life, something I want just for myself. Which is a strangely weird way to think since practically all my life has been put out there for the world to see and dissect. Most times I don't mind it, but times like this I do. A perpetual frown remains in my face as I read the headlines my manager Pierce, hands to me. "England's Egos, star player caught in a cross fire with Broo

  • Sidelined Hearts : An M x M Original    CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Devoted fans

    Christian"Why? Why do they think that?" I run my hands through my hair, disheveling it even more. I'll probably regret that, when I have to get changed later. Jared's reply comes back quickly. "What do you mean, why do they think that? Chris, you fucking glared at the guy!" He doesn't sound upset per say, but he says the words like I'm an irresponsible child who did something stupid. Heck, he'll probably blow a fuse if he knew said player caught me badmouthing him in the bathroom. Not for the first time, I realize how careless and stupid I'd been. It could have been anyone. Absolutely anyone could have caught me saying those things about Ashford. I can't deny that I'd been extremely lucky it was him who heard me, and he didn't want to do anything about it. Or maybe he does, if I remember the way he'd all but slobbered around me last night, begging me to shag him. The little shit. "When I heard the news, I was ready to fight, you know? Defend your shit. Imagine my surprise wh

  • Sidelined Hearts : An M x M Original    CHAPTER SIXTEEN: Unrequited affections

    Ashford A cup of coffee can fix everything, anything at all no matter how bad. In fact, even the thought of a cup of coffee steaming and being made ready for my consumption lifts my mood. I glance at the man in my room, a different man from the one I woke up with. A part of me—a really small part that doesn't really care—wonders where the other guy is, but I'm too immersed in the brewing coffee to say anything. "Don't look so smug. You're making us pancakes." Cole pouts at me, before bursting into light giggles. I can't help but smile back. He's one of the most cheerful morning people I've ever met. It's not like I'm a grump myself, but he's perpetually in a good mood every morning. Honestly, his mood is always infectious. But I wince when I process what he's just said, and then full on frown. "I'm too exhausted after my night. Can't we just have coffee and then I'll go back to bed." I answer. He rolls his eyes so hard, I wonder if he has seen his brains already. “It's almo

  • Sidelined Hearts : An M x M Original    CHAPTER FIFTEEN: Not a morning person

    Christian. The sunlight streaming down my window I can ignore, but the loud blaring sound in my room that's so loud, I want to smack the object—that is quite impossible to ignore. I frown and roll around the bed, slapping my hand everywhere, while I try to pinpoint the exact location of the ringing. I don't find it, and my frown deepens. Fuck, it's too early to be in a bad mood, but I really don't want to open my eyes. The ringing suddenly stops, and I sigh. Maybe whoever the fuck is calling me will get the message that I don't want to answer, and finally stop calling. Besides, it can't be more than 8 am in the morning, and everyone who truly knows me, knows that I don't do mornings. Always hated them. I don't understand how anyone can be happy so early in the day. Soph calls me a storm cloud in the sunny mornings, while she's always cheerful and eager. Shit, which reminds me, Soph. I forgot to call her last night, after my match. I must have been really exhausted if I fo

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status