Fucker

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Sage's P.O.V

The blacked out van pulled up at the Manchester City training centre and the sound of screaming fans could be heard all around us. I took hold of Jacks hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, the sweat on his palm was all I needed to know just how terrified he was.

'Am I making the wrong decision?' He asked, turning to me and swapping hard.
I wasn't really sure what I was meant to say to him so instead I pecked his lips and gave his hand another squeeze.

'Let's see how you feel inside'

We were rushed from the cab inside and away from the flashing cameras and shouting fans. Once we were inside I took a deep breath and looked around. We were ushered down towards the rooms and shown where we would be staying for the next few days. The room had a large king sized bed in the centre and a table to the left of it with a Manchester City scarf on it as well as some chocolates. Jack wondered up to me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders bringing me into his chest and rocking us from side to side like he usually does. I smiled against him and looked up to see his chocolate brown eyes gazing down at me. I pushed myself up on my tip toes to meet his lips but was disturbed by a loins pounding on the door.

'Yeah?' Jack responded to the knocking but didn't move from his position around me.
The door handle twisted and in walked Kyle and John, both holding massive smiles on their faces and open arms.
Jack chuckled and went over to greet them.

'Welcome to the winners station' Kyle joked and sat down on the sofa that was next to the bed.

'Good to be here' Jack chuckled whilst scratching the back of his neck a clear indication of his nervous state.

'You have your medical tomorrow?' John asked from the window, he'd been looking out at the lit up buildings since he got in here.

'Yeah 8am, if that goes well then it's all finalised' Jack had now sat down on the bed with me and I could tell he was starting to get tired as he rubbed his eyes and started to bite at his nails, something he only ever did when he was tired.
Kyle must have noticed too because he soon stood up and called John over for them both to leave.

'Oi Sheffield come on' Kyle shouted at John who had down begun eating the chocolates on the table earning a fake gasp from me.

'Oh my days it's Barnsley!' John yelled back throwing his head back with a groan as Kyle laughed.

'Postcode?' Kyle teased back but this time the only response he got was a middle finger and a punch to the stomach.

'See you tomorrow guys' they waved as they left and I turned to see Jack pulling his jumper and shirt off as well his joggers and jumping into bed almost as soon as the door shut.
I laughed and went over to lock it making sure the boys couldn't get it again.

***

'So your going to do ten minutes on this treadmill and then it's a rapid transfer onto the bed for us to check your upbeat heart pace and what not' the doctor had been explaining all the tests he was going to do on Jack for what seemed to be hours.

'Right' was all Jack managed to get out as he was still trying to comprehend what on earth an upbeat heart pace was.

I sat looking through my Instagram feed, I hadn't posted anything in awhile so I flicked through my phones camera roll in an attempt to find something decent. I finally settled on one Jack had taken of me in the car. Choosing a caption I posted the photo, turning my phone off and looking up to see Jack with hundreds of stickers covering his chest and wires being attached to him.

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'I feel like a kid at the dentist getting a sticker for being good' everybody in the room laughed at his comment as they finished hooking him up to the machine.
Jack began to walk at the pace of the treadmill and sped up as the machine worked him faster and faster. He had been running for about ten minutes when there was a loud beep and he was rushed onto the bed where a new machine began reading his heart rate.

'Fuck me' he huffed out of breath, I chuckled at him and he puffed his lips out at me blowing air in between them.

'All good?' I asked standing up and taking a hold of Jacks other hand, immediately dropping it again at the feeling the sweat on his palm.

'Gross' I squirmed, wiping my hand against my jeans in an attempt to dry them much to Jacks disgust as he looked up at me with those puppy dog eyes that could melt me in seconds.

'Rude' he joked and I poked my tongue out at him as he got himself sat back up against the wall.

'Everything's perfect, exactly how we wanted it to be' the doctor started detaching all the cables from Jacks chest 'welcome to Manchester city' the man who had been filming the process smiled and Jack thanked him.
Pulling his top over his now sweaty chest I couldn't help but take a quick snap to send to Megan. It was about time I got my own back for the many many naked photos of Mason I've seen.

'Stop objectifying me' Jack joked from behind me as he watched my type out the message and send it to Megan.

'What now?' Jack asked the assistant who directed us out to the main hallway where the rest of the Manchester City boys were waiting. They all clapped and whistles as Jack came out of the room, his arm wrapped protectively around me as he smiled at them.

'Welcome buddy' Phil came over and gave him a fist bump smiling at me as well.

'This is mad' Jack laughed and everybody chuckled at the comment, patting him on the back or shaking his hand the crowd of boys dispersed and once again it was me and Jack alone.

'I'm so proud of you' I grinned up at him and began to walk back towards our room.

'Make the most of walking like that' Jack commented from behind me and I span around, an eye brown raised in his direction.

'You won't be walking like that in the morning' he whispered but was apparently not quiet enough as we looked up to see Kyle and John with wide open eyes and a disgusted look on their face.
I couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter as the boys continued to look traumatised. Walking past them I patted Kyle on the shoulder and whispered in his ear.

'Don't worry, he's not that loud' Kyle pretended to gag at my words which only made us all laugh more.