Alex Rider raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It all depended on him, the winning goal. The crowd was tense, adrenaline rushed through his body at a crazy pace. Alex took a deep breath and ran to the ball, he kicked and then clamped his eyes shut. The crowd went insane. A huge grin spread across Alex's face as his team-mates sprinted towards him, hugging him and patting him on the back. Alex turned to the crowd and took a scan until he saw his beautiful wife beaming with pride, she had a giggly, adorable toddler, no older than three years old, on her hip. Alex ran towards them and he gave his wife a kiss and picked up his proud son.
"do you want to kick the ball Ben, like daddy?" Alex said to his son in a playful tone, Ben thought that it was a great idea and nodded enthusiastically.
Alex put him down and both father and son walked hand in hand towards the ball. There was chorus of Aww's coming from everyone. Ben staggered toward the ball. Alex kicked it first, softly. Ben smiled, his eyes lit up and he copied his dad, kicking it gently. Everyone went crazy when he touched the ball. The toddler lost his balance but thankfully Alex caught him in time and gripped his hand tightly. Ben started giggling and walked toward the goal and kicked the ball as hard as he could. Even the England captain started laughing and clapping.
Alex swung him in the air and waved both of them waved bye bye to the crowd, as soon as Alex and Ben went through the tunnel the commotion started. There were photographers and reporters bursting to talk to the world's most famous footballer and sportsman in general.
Alex's wife pushed past the photographers and gave him a hug. Alex handed Ben over to her and smiled. Could his life be any more perfect?
Yeah I know it's random and badly written but me and my friend wrote it together, her mum recently passed away and it was the first time I'd seen her having fun in ages so please don't be mean. I can turn this into a proper story but it's up to you.
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