𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 - phil foden

01

"y/n come over please." dad said

"coming." i reply

"okay guys as you all know this is y/n my daughter and she will be spending the whole tournament with us this year. she will be here every coach ride, every hotel, every match and every meal you eat. so make her feel at home." dad says, "i'll be back later darling i have just got to go do a few calls, get to know a few of the boys." he adds

"okay love you." i say

"bye darling." he replies

i turn around and examine the building until there's a voice behind me, "hi y/n i'm phil, phil foden."

"hi it's really nice to meet you."

"come over and we can all talk." he says gesturing for me to sit on the sofa.

"so, new girl, who do you have you eyes on." jack grealish asks

"oh i don't think dad would like that." i say

"oh yes mr southgate." mason mount says

"what does he have a book of rules, NUMBER ONE: NO DATING MY PLAYERS." declan rice says

"you think you're making jokes but that literally is how it is." i say laughing

"so why are you here this year?" phil asks

"oh well normally i'm off with school on athletics meet round the world but this year got cancelled and i've got nothing better to do then to hang around with you lot every hour of every day." i say

"what's your event?" mason asks

"i'm a sprinter, so my passion is 100m but i adore 400m for some odd reason." i reply

"so we are gonna have to have a few races round here huh." phil says

"bet." i reply

don't you just love it when you meet new people but it's such an easy conversation, well that's how it was for another half an hour. i cant even remember what we ended up talking about to be honest.

"hi darling, how are the boys." dad says as he re enters the room

"i guess they're alright." i say smirking

"so southgate, your daughters a runner." mount says

"yes and i am very proud, getting pb's every season, such a shame this one has been cancelled." dad says as he rubs my shoulder.

"trust me, footballs a lot better than athletics meets." raheem sterling says

"we'll see." i say

the evening goes on and i get a tour round from the boys and i watch them train for a bit before its dinner, i follow everyone else into the dining room and its on massive table that fits everyone, dad sits at the head then on the left it's me, foden, sterling, saka, chillwell, stones and trippier then on the right it's mount, grealish, kane, maguire, rashford, sancho and hendo. the rest of the squad are still outside as dad splits the group in half.

"so how's everyone first night going?" dad asks

"we love it man." grealish replies

"it's awesome." saka says 

"y/n how's your food?" dad asks me

"it's perfect, thank you." i say

"is this your normal diet or is it quite strict for you?" hendo asks

"i'm always on some sort of diet to keep in shape, i think in a few days i wont like this but at the minute it's alright." i say laughing.

everyone finishes up their meal and dad pulls me for a chat, "so y/n, what room do you want to bunk in tonight before i get you a proper one set up?" dad asks me,"there's rashford, henderson, kane, walker and stones, or shaw, pickford, saka, sancho and chilwell or sterling,phillips, maguire, bellingham and trippier or coady, mings, james, white and calvert-lewin or mount, foden, rice and grealish?"