Serendipity- a Jadon Sancho fic

Six- the meeting

Georgia lay on her bad, scrolling through tiktok waiting on Jadon to respond, he was at some German airport she had forgotten the name of. From the group chat, Jesse was meant to pick him up. It's like sending a five year old to run parliament.
She decided against double texting, after all, who would want a world renowned football player to think they were clingy. Not her, that's for sure.
As much as she was falling for Jadon, past trauma in her relationships refused to let her form a true bond with him. Something she knew she needed to tell him. Someday. Not now. Maybe not ever. Maybe he'd get bored. Probably?

Three hours later she finally got a text a simple
"Landed." No 'x.' Nothing? Three hours she'd waited for that, she hastily typed a "really? Three hours for one word? I could've been dead." He responded again, almost coldly with a "well you're not ?" She sighed, playing the final card of a "k." Then cursing herself, maybe leaving him on read would have been better? More powerful? Whatever deleting the message would be worse.

She decided for the simple reason of killing time to text Mason Greenwood.
Gee
hey, u okay?
Mase
All good bro you?
Gee
Yeah, how's Has?
Mase
We broke uo after she leaked the whole "daddy" video
Gee
icl tbat was roo funny. You want daddy's dick Greenwood?
Mase
nah fuck off man
U a roadman now ye?
Gee
maybe, you never know
Mase
ye can see you in a puffer jacket vaping your ELF bar listening to Aitch

before she could respond her doorbell rang, she sighed, figuring it was her Amazon delivery. Instead she was greeted by Jesse Lingard.
"How the FUCK did you get my address?" She said, slightly stunned.
"Everyone can see the electoral register." He responded, very unusually for him.
"Jess I'm sorry but there is NO way you figured that out yourself."
"I can't even spell electoral to be honest."
"Yeah I guess- what? Anyway what's wrong? Why are you here? Isn't being at an 18 year old girls house a bir dodgy for you?"
"Not if I'm dropping something off."
"Ah, not cryptic at all."
"It was my idea" came a softer voice from behind him.
She knew they voice she recognised it from somewhere. Surely. Surely not? This was roo soon. Way too soon.
Jadon Sancho stepped out from behind Lingard. Shrugging as he moved.
"That's actually very creepy." She responded, managing to keeo a straight face. It was maybe three seconds before her face erupted into a smile she jumped down the step and suffocated him in a hug.
One hand tangled in her hair and the other clutched the bottom of her back.
Unbeknownst to then Jesse took a sneaky picture. "It's like being a proud dad." He exclaimed.
Georgia blushed, pulling Jadon closer by his shirt which he openly and happily accepted. He sighed out of pure peacefulness.
In that moment soemthing resonated in both of them.
They finally pulled apart wirh Jesse gagging kind of ruining the prolonged moment.
"When you said dropping something off you didn't mean?"
"No im not staying here, I wish."
"Oh thank fuck I haven't made my bed"
"Yea- what? Whatever. I booked us a hotel for tonight, just to spend a day together, maybe go on a date, yku know."
"I don't know but I'm down."
Jesse unlocked his black Range Rover and gestures towards the door. The boys got in while Georgia ran inside to pack a small case.
"The kids in loveeeeee" Jesse sang.
Jadon said nothing.