Mias POV:
We sat and chatted until about lunchtime when I decided to stop sitting around and head out to training. I kicked Mason out of my room and got dressed, and did my hair nicely. Someone knocked on the door just as I was about to leave and I opened it, to Phil.
'What are you doing?' He groaned.
'Coming down, it's lunch.' I replied.
'Fine, but you're under my watch.' He said, grabbing my hand. I passed him my phone for him to put in his pocket, and locked the door behind me.
'What have you been up to?' I asked him.
'Not much, we met the new intern, have you met her?' He asked.
'Her?' I laughed.
Phil didn't say anything.
'Well what's her job?' I added.
'I'm not quite sure. Shadow or something.' He replied, squeezing my hand tighter as we reached the boys. Raheem hugged me and kissed my head, and stepped aside to see a girl, the same age as me, laughing and joking with John. I hid my bitter face and smiled, holding my hand out.
'Chloe, nice to meet you.' She said shaking my hand loosely.
'Mia.' I replied.
'Mia, Chloe is an intern, she'll be here for a while.' Gareth smiled.
'Any more accidents like the ones you've had recently and I'll have your job.' She laughed. Nobody laughed with her and I took my clipboard and a football, and walked away.
'Ignore her.' Kieran said, grabbing my hand and rubbing it softly in circles.
I didn't say anything to him, swallowing a lump in my throat. I loved my job but working with her was going to be awful and I dreaded tomorrow.
'Is she for real?' I heard John laugh behind me, catching the ball I threw in the air and kicking it towards Jordan.
'If she says anything else I will kick this right i between her eyes.' Jude said bitterly.'Guys don't stress you barely know her, you can't already hate her.' I laughed.
'Yeah well that was out of order and you're family, so we do.' Mason smiled cheekily. I hit his arm lightly and started their drills, feeling Chloe's eyes piercing into my back.
'How long do we have left my legs hurt.' Raheem groaned.
'You work until you're game ready.' Chloe giggled. He shot her a look and then looked over to me, waiting for a response.
'45 minutes.' I said.
He nodded and squeezed my shoulder, looking back over at Chloe and running towards the ball. After another few silent and awkward minutes of Chloe sitting besides me, drawing hearts all over her notebook. I rolled my eyes and turned to face the other half of the pitch. Phil ran over and ran his hands through my hair.
'Take your pills boo it's been 5 hours.' He said, going into my bag and getting out a tablet packet.
'You look hot.' Chloe smiled, reaching for my boyfriends arm. I started to laugh and looked back at her.
'What?' She asked.
'You have a nerve.' I replied, grabbing my boyfriend and kissing him right in front of her. He smiled and kissed me again, before sitting down and holding onto my leg. I put my head on his shoulder and continued to plan the team sheets for the upcoming games. Chloe looked over my shoulder and I saw her write stuff down too. I turned my clipboard to the side and made sure she couldn't read anymore. She huffed and looked up at me.
'Aren't you meant to show me what you're doing?' She asked angrily.
'Quite frankly I don't trust you enough to show you the team news.' I scoffed. She rolled her eyes and stood up, going to stand by Gareth.
'She is a handful.' Jaden shouted, kicking the ball towards me. I kicked it back and laughed, as he shot it into the top corner of the goal.'She's been harassing Phil all day.' Jordan said, putting the last ball into the bag and throwing it over his shoulder.
'Wait really?' I asked, shocked. Phil looked at the floor and I scoffed again, rolling my eyes and walking ahead with Jordan and Jude.
'What's up buttercup?' Jude chimed.
'Phil seems to be loving the attention from Chloe.' I replied.
'Oh no no he wasn't trust me, she's pushing it a lot though, almost as if she's doing it on purpose.' Jude said, slightly assuring me.
'I don't care.' I shrugged. We took the 5 minute shuttle bus back to the hotel and I ran ahead upstairs to my room. I went into the bathroom and heard the door open and close. Assuming it was Phil, I unlocked the bathroom door and opened it, to see Chloe looking at me.
'Oh you've got issues.' I laughed.
'Have you checked the news?' She asked. I raised my eyebrows as she held out her phone, showing me the leaked team sheets.
'What have you done you bitch?!' I asked, raising my voice slightly.
'As far as Gareth is aware, that was you.' She laughed. I sat on the bed and ran my fingers through my hair. The door opened once more and Phil was stood there, looking at me angrily.
'What did you do?' He asked me.
'Me! It was your stupid side bitch.' I shouted in response.
'Why would Chloe do that?' He asked.
'Why would I do that! She's stood fucking here!' I shouted in response.
Phil looked to the corner of the room to see her smiling at us.
'Get out.' He spat. She looked at him and didn't move.
'Get out!' He shouted.
She slammed the door and he turned to me.
'I'm so sorry.' He whispered, holding his arms out to me.
'Don't touch me.' I said, stepping back. He looked at me surprised and I laughed.
'You really think I'd do that to us, to the team, don't speak to me.' I replied, sitting down at the desk and ignoring him. I felt his hand on my shoulder and I tensed up, making him move it away.
'I'll give you space.' He whispered.
'For god sake I don't want space! I just want to know why you can't trust me.' I replied angrily.
He didn't reply, he sat down on the edge of the bed and put his hand on my knee.
'I'm sorry.' He whispered. I didn't say anything, I got into bed and turned away from him.
'Am I in the dog house tonight then?' He asked. I laughed slightly and nodded.
'Yes you are.' I replied.
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