Soccer Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

‘Huh? Alex – ‘I am working on my pick-up lines. How is this?’ ‘Pathetic.’ I replied honestly. The swift topic change didn’t go unnoticed by me. ‘How about this – Are you Siri? Because you autocomplete me.’ I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at reading it. A billionaire working on pickup lines? Just wave some dollars in front of her and she’ll be all yours. ‘You can do better. Why working on it though? For Diana?’

The worn out players gathered around in a large circle and passed the ball around to cool down, cracking jokes and gossiping as they did, which was a great way to make the teamwork better. “Hey. Did you all see the new girl on the girl’s soccer team ?”. Logan asked, bouncing the ball from his knee, back to his foot, and then back to his opposite knee. “Who? Monica ?”. The second goalkeeper replied. “Yeah, her. She’s hot “. “More like scary”. Lance butted in. “Have you heard her voice ? It’s freaking deeper than mine “. The team chuckled. “Everyone’s voice is deeper than yours “. Hal joked before he caught the cannonball that was thrown at him.

he laughed and leaned back in the seat. "Well maybe you should stop teasing me before I decide to chuck you out of my car." I huffed and glared at him through the rear view mirror. "Aw Quinn, what've you done? You've made little miss prodigy mad." Dan punched him playfully. "Enough with the embarrassing nickname already and don't call me that in front of my team. They'll never let me hear the end of it otherwise." I sighed. "By the way, do any of you know how to play soccer at all?"

He cut me off and he held a sexy smirk in his face and said, "Because you set my heart on fire." He wiggled his eyebrows. Should I laugh? This is so funny. Still the pick up line worked on me. "You have the worst pick up line ever. No wonder why you are single!" I teased him as he pouted his lips showing a sad expression. I pecked his pouted lip and ruffled his hair. "You're such a child!" I laughed. He laughed along with me not knowing why we were laughing.

I looked at the soccer field and there's a guitar and mic and speaker. "What is that for?" I asked one of my friends. "Just wait." She smiled. It's so crowded and I was pushed by everyone. "Hello everyone.." I froze to hear that voice. I looked at Jiyoung and she smiled evilly. I hate her already. "So how are you?" He said to the crowd. Everyone cheered and I tried so hard to not look at him. "So let me tell you a little story.." He said

Brooke stood on the sidelines of the busy soccer field, holding a mic and smiling as she reported live. “And in today’s exciting match, Carlos Lopez of the Phoenix local team has scored a brace at the start, giving them the lead in an exciting first half,” Brooke announced, her voice full of energy as she covered the game live.

I scroll to his flirty texts. Hot soccer legend: I miss your tits. Me: Wow. What about the rest of me? Me: also I’m in class you jerk. Hot soccer legend: I mean the rest of you is not that bad either. Me: Fuck off. Hot soccer legend: I’m just kidding. You know I like all the other parts of you. The way you taste. . .your touch, that feeling when I’m inside you. It turns me on just thinking about it. Fuck I want you Kayla.

’’ I said trying to control my laugh while everyone else was busy chatting as adults they were. ‘’ Now you are hurting my feelings. Pick-up lines are not meant to be funny. They are supposed to be flirting.’’ He said in reply. ‘’ but nothing like that is happening. I am quite impressed by your memory. Or is it that you mess with many girls.’’ I replied. ‘’ you can say I have a good memory. But about trying it with everyone. Not everyone can catch my eyes as you did.’’ He said showing me his Dollar Smile.

Grayson: I arrived at the soccer field, and take out my soccer equipment from my bag. I notice that I'm the only girl here. Great... As I tie my shoelaces, I hear someone say: "Oooh, so that's the girl playing soccer. Man she's hot," I look up and see a group of 4 men, staring at me, all smirking except for one. "Fuck you," I mutter, taking my shin guards out of my bag. They all chuckle, except for one, who just stared at me.

Lucas held his hand out for me to take, and I didn't waste a second in grabbing it. He led me away from Julius, saving me again. He found a spot further off from the festivities before turning to me with a smirk. I eyed him curiously as he threw the ball down on the ground. He kicked it up onto his foot skillfully. The ball was shot up, and somehow landed neatly on his bent knee. He shot it up, landing it on his other knee. I never realized how sexy soccer could be. I loved seeing him play with the ball so well, doing things I had only ever seen in movies.