SMUTTY asf ladies and gents!!!!
You end up getting a new job as a football managers assisstant and you have to work with the England team.
You meet all of the boys on the team, one of them manages to get on your nerves so much.
Will you always be e...
I got off of Phil's lap. If he really wanted to be friends, then I would treat him like how I would treat a normal friend.
"Well then, you should probably go back home now. I guess you have acomplished whatever you came for?" I guessed that he came to make me eat. But, it felt like he came over to break my heart into peices and act like nothing had happened again.
"Oh...umm yeah, I guess I will go now. See you tomorrow then?" His smile had dropped and I felt bad for him, but he made it clear when he called us friends that he didn't want me to treat his specially.
"Yep, see you tomorrow, bye." I picked up the plates from the table and began washing them. He waled out of the house, he seemed surprised that I had told him to go home and that I had not even seen him out. I was just treating him as a friend. He wanted this, not me. I felt awful and just wanted him to come back, I wanted to hug him and tell him how much I loved him, but at the same time, I wanted him to be sure this was what he wanted too. He clearly wanted a friendhsip, so that was what I was going to give him.
I cried for a little and then went upstairs to pick something to wear tomorrow, I just needed whatever I chose to wear to hide my scars and be flexible for all kinds of weather. After all, we are in England, you never know with the weather anymore over here. After a while of looking, I chose this with my white airforces:
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I drove to the training grounds and took a smoothie with me, that was a form of food I guess, it's just not food. I drank the smoothie and felt guilty almost instantly afterwards. I wanted to be sick but I couldn't, people would all ask why and then I would have to come up with some exscuse.
I arrived at the training grounds and walked into the centre. I walked onto the pitch and waited for Gareth to do his usual chat with the boys. He sent them away to carry on warmin gup and then spoke to us.
"Right trainers, today we need to look at the ways that the boys are communicating and making or filling space on the pitch, which we will look at in our end of day match as usual, and right now, I want you guys to work on penalties with them. Focus on their power, their aim, their predictability. And make sure to focus in extra on the goalkeepers this session, as usualy we are looking at the main players but today's session will revelve a lot around the goalkeepers.
I walked towards my group of boys and waited for them to finish warming up.
"Okay, are we done then?" I got a few mhms and nods in response so carried on, "Today, we are looking at your penalties and that. So, drill one will be you guys just taking penalty shots and the goal keepers trying to stop them from going in. Walk down to one of the goals and get started."
Phil walked past me and smiled but I just turned around and grabbed my things, I was still being harsh but I just wanted to give him what he had wished for. I thought that what I was doing was right, that he wanted it but, did he actually want what I was giving him right now?
