Soccer Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

I trailed his hand to his face, his very attractively punchable face. I sneered at him. He looked probably eighteen or nineteen. "Can I help you?" "No, but your gorgeous sister can," is that even a pickup line? I scoffed. I looked at Sapphire. She still had the fork in her mouth. She was staring at me as if trying to read my reaction. I frowned, my lips forming into a thin line.

I could feel the wall he was putting up, and it stung more than I wanted to admit. “So, when did you start liking soccer?” I asked, hoping to spark a conversation. “Last year,” he replied, his tone flat. He didn’t look at me, didn’t give me anything more than that two-word answer. But I kept pressing on, refusing to be discouraged. “I used to play a lot when I was your age too. Soccer was my favorite sport,” I stated. “You’re just like me, for real.” Vince paused for a split second, and I thought I saw a hint of interest in his eyes. But when he finally looked at me, his expression wasn’t one of curiosity—it was of annoyance.

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.

I am not at all good with random conversations with a random guy unless it is a random woman and I just don't know how to explain that to people especially you that is reading this book, this my crazy diary. "Well, I don't know. I just don't," I said. "Come on bro, that isn’t a reason at all to deny yourself pleasure. I mean... which soccer fan don't stake for their team? I will love to think you got no money to stake and you are covering it up." "Well, yeah," I replied. "Now you are talking."

He flirtatiously spoke. "I don't want you. Go back into your little party." I replied "Why! I just wanted to apologize on behalf of my friend even though I wasn't there but that aside, so you know that you are so beautiful like the morning sun?" He asked, looking at me. I huffed," that your pickup line wouldn't work on me. I meant you have chic's. Why come here to make my life miserable with your miserable pickup line," I sarcastically retorted.

’ Ice Pick chuckled, loving the attention. "And what if I'm dating him, huh, b*tch?" Sophia shouted back and a loud gasp ran across the field. Whaaatt??!!

It was only after we read through it, which was probably a bunch of cute words from the internet , we turned it around and found a soccer ball hand drawn to the back of it with initials "A.C" A soccer ball sign was enough to hint who the message could be from, but first, we squealed out loud so bad that we got kicked out of the cafe we were in before we continued squealing at her place. So it was from the soccer team, I caught the eye of one of the soccer teammates.

Socrates took a sip of wine and said excitedly, “Thomas, why haven’t you come? Quickly come and let me defeat you. Then, I can enjoy my date with Laura.” … In the crimson Ferrari.

My eyes scan the check until they land on the red heart with Betty's name and number written down, saying to call her. "My cheesy pick-up line, that's what." Smug shit.

“Marissa” “hey Marissa,” he says it in a husky way. Man what is he doing? “Did you fall from heaven, angel?” she giggles. Oh my god, he’s doing those lame pick up lines and she is falling for it! Damn. “You must be made of red phosphorous and i must be a wooden stick cause we’re a match” Okay a chemistry pick up line, ooh that’s good. “Aw!” Ya serious right now. “Hey you think you could ask this person I know to give me her number?” She frowns but nods.