Sorry if my chapters are so short, but this way I can update more often.
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Brian‘s POV

Holy shit! I still couldn‘t believe that I never noticed that Ted was in love with my best friend! But when I thought of it… Justin could be right. To tell the truth, I loved Mikey to death (as a friend), but I must also admit that he wasn‘t our best keeper. Todd had been a lot better, but he was almost never allowed to play. Ted always gave precedence to Mikey till one day Todd was fed up with it and left our team. Now we only had Michael. The other players didn‘t like him very much because we always had trouble to win our matches with him. But he was so sensitive and naïve like a little child. I had to be there to protect and defend him. 

A lot of people said I would be a heartless bastard, but deep down I really cared a lot for my friends. And Michael was like a brother to me. I didn‘t have anything against a relationship between Ted and Michael - except that I was deeply worried about Mikey. What if our other team mates would find out that Michael was only in our team because Ted loved him? Then they would hate him even more and hassle him to no end, and this thought made me seriously sick. 

It was bad enough that this little fucker Justin had already found it out. I could only hope he would keep his mouth shut. And if not, I would make sure that he wasn‘t able to speak anymore! I have never been a violent person, but something about Justin drove me mad. I couldn‘t even tell what exactly it was. Perhaps it was only because he was the only fag in our team that I haven‘t fucked yet. I had them all already, except Michael, of course. But I couldn‘t sleep with my brother. That just wouldn‘t be right. I had some morals too, even if nobody seemed to believe it. Maybe I should seduce Justin. When I had him, he would be one of those meaningless tricks and it wouldn‘t always rile me when he was near me. Yeah, I would do that. And I already knew that he wouldn‘t be any good. After all he was only an inexperienced kid! He had a nice ass though. So it might be not THAT bad either. But I couldn‘t think about this now. I had to take care of Michael. The others were already yelling at him and it looked as if my friend was on the brink of tears.

„Hey Mikey, sweetie. Don‘t worry, it happens. You will  save the next shot.“ I carefully took Michael into my arms and let him sniff into my shirt. He was the only one who was allowed to do that. I mean I couldn‘t stand any kind of dirt on my clothes. But if Mikey needed to cry on my shoulder, I would let him.


Justin‘s POV

Of course Brian was the only one who had to console Michael. I was not a meanie and I didn‘t want to hassle Michael, but I couldn‘t feel sorry for him either. It was his own fault! I did understand why our other players couldn‘t forgive him. But I didn‘t understand Brian. Why was this coldhearted bastard so sweet to him? He must be in love with him or something. Bah! What was I thinking? This self-centered asshole wasn‘t capable of loving anybody. But then I saw him kissing Michael - in front of all those people! For some reason it made me incredibly angry again. I wanted to hit - not Brian - but Michael. And that was confusing me the most. Sighs. Something was definitely wrong with me. If I was a girl I would say I had my period.

After Michael calmed down we could finally continue the game. Unfortunately it had lost the meaning of a „friendship game“. After 10 minutes a very broad-shouldered guy from the local team tried to shoot the ball into Michael‘s goal again. But this time the small man didn‘t want to make a fool of himself again. He jumped after the ball, but unfortunately he lost his balance in doing so, slithered along the ground and finally pulled down the adversarial soccer player.

The referee whistled loudly and showed the yellow card to Michael. I guess at this moment our keeper didn‘t think anymore that the man in black was cute.
 
The fouled player grinned smugly at Michael and stuck out his long red tongue while the small dark haired man was sitting on the ground, whimpering in pain.

„Hey you idiot, I will show the ropes to you!“ Brian yelled and ran over to him, his fists were clenched.

„Brian, don‘t do it!“ I shouted after him, but it was too late, Brian had already hit that big guy.

His lips were cracked and the blood was running down on his jaw. The sides of his nose were shaking when he pounced on Brian.

I couldn‘t help myself. My entire body was trembling vehemently. That guy was twice the size of a football player and Brian was so skinny.  How should he win that fight? Why did he have to fight because of  Michael in the first place? God, it was his own fault if he got hurt. I definitely didn‘t care at all! And I was only trembling because it was so cold out here. Yeah, that was the reason!