Chapter 9 - Owning It

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Jack had arranged a car to take me shopping in Central London for some holiday clothes, and while I was still of the opinion that I probably wouldn't be going, after what he had said to me earlier, I decided to go, just to make him happy. 

After spending a couple of hours in Harvey Nich's in Knightsbridge and purchasing as much as I could carry, I headed back to the hotel to meet Jess. We'd arranged to meet in the hotel restaurant for a late lunch at 3 o'clock so I had just under an hour.

I took all my bags up to mine and Jack's room on the top floor, and dumped them all in the wardrobe and headed for a quick shower to freshen up before getting ready to go out.

I'd only been out of the shower for a couple of minutes when there was a knock at the door, I looked through the peep hole and saw Greg standing there with something in his hands! I answered the door, just poking my head around the door.

"Sorry Greg, I've just got out the shower" I blushed, Greg looked uncomfortable and not knowing where to look he stuttered...

"oh, I am so sorry, I won't keep you, Jack asked me to bring this up for you to wear tonight" and he handed me a bag "Erm, I'll be off, I'll see you a  bit later" he rushed off, looking as though he couldn't get away quick enough.

Closing the door, I took the bag into the room and took out an England kit top, the date and details of the game printed under the Three Lions badge, "GREALISH 7" emblazoned on the back. 


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I smiled to myself as I held the top up in front of me looking at it. He wasn't afraid of everyone knowing we were together, and as much as it terrified me from a personal safety point of view, deep down I loved that he was telling the world I was his.

I took out my phone to message Jack


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I quickly got myself dry and tied my hair in a wavy ponytail on my head. After putting on some light make up, I slipped on my pale blue ripped skinny jeans and my new England top and nike trainers and left the room. I headed to the other end of the corridor where Jess's room was to see if she had gone downstairs yet, for once I was running a little early. All the team and their families and friends had been assigned the top 2 floors of the hotel, and while I was glad Jess wasn't next door to us tonight, I did feel sorry for whoever was.... 

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