I'll Be the Moon || Shaw

I'll Be the Moon

"Excited to go to the States?" Luke asked Danny.

"I guess. Always nice to travel. American fans are fun," he chuckled.

"Yeah how-"

"SHAW!" A voice yelled as the locker room door was flung over.

Luke looked up and saw Dean Henderson standing there, face red and hands clenched into fists. Luke groaned internally. He figured Dean had found out that he had slept with Hannah, but how he found out was the real question. Luke knew there was no way in hell Hannah would've told him.

"Yeah that's me," he laughed a little, trying to play it cool.

Luke certainly wasn't expecting him to walk over and punch him hard in the face. Shock ricocheted through his body at the impact. He stumbled back, clutching his jaw. Everyone in the dressing room jumped up to pull them apart. Adnan, Jesse, David, Phil, Michael, Chris, and Wayne held back the furious young goalie while Javier, Robin, Darren, and Tom checked on Luke. Luke gingerly opened and closed his mouth a few times. He figured he'd be sore, but nothing felt broken. He touched his nose, but he found, thankfully, there was no blood.

"You good?!" Paddy looked at Luke.

"I'm fine," he nodded.

"You wanna fucking explain yourself, Henderson?!" Wayne shook Dean as he glared over the captain's shoulder at Luke.

"YOU STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY SISTER!" Dean yelled, "OR NEXT TIME I'M BREAKING YOUR WHOLE FACE!"

"Woah woah woah," Darren held his hands up, "what is going on?"

"HE FUCKED MY SISTER!" Dean spat.

"I did no such thing!" Luke protested.

"YOU AND HANNAH WENT OUT FOR DRINKS LAST NIGHT, AND THEN SHE NEVER CAME HOME! YOU'VE BEEN HERE FOR NOT EVEN A DAY, AND YOU'RE ALREADY FUCKING THE MEDIA TEAM?!" Dean pointed his finger, still being held back from Luke. Luke opened his mouth to respond when there was pounding on the door.

"DEAN BRADLEY HENDERSON! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!" Hannah yelled from outside.

"Oooo, you just got full named, mate," David laughed, trying to lighten the mood.

"I WILL END YOU, DAVID!"

The guys carefully released Dean towards the door. They still stayed on guard in case he turned to have another go at Luke. Juan couldn't help but start laughing when a wail sounded from the halls that was clearly Dean's.

He shook his head to get rid of the slight ringing he felt. Dean certainly had hit him well. It made him worried about how much harder he could hit. He truly believed that Dean would break his face if he really tried.

"WANNA TELL ME WHY I HAD TO HEAR IT FROM MARIE THAT YOU'RE FUCKING MY TEAMMATE?!"

"DON'T YELL AT ME!"

"Wow, they're loud," David's eyes widened.

"Dave, that's literally nothing compared to what Marie and I have witnessed," Juan shook his head.

"To be fair, the back door of the locker room to the field is open," Javier said.

"Did you sleep with Hannah?" Wayne looked at Luke, "you two could not stop staring at each other in Brazil."

"I definitely did not sleep with Hannah," Luke rubbed his jaw.

"So what happened then?" Chris asked.

"Hannah and I went to The Bulldog last night to catch up over drinks. She had too much wine-"

"Hannah doesn't get drunk on wine," Juan interrupted.