when england star phil foden gets an injury and can't play, gareth southgate lets him stay at his house. but that means y/n southgate, his daughter, is stuck with him till the tournaments over.
started: 11/09/21
"i honestly don't mind about them posting about seeing us, all i care about is that we're holding hands." i say
"i'll just tell everyone i was trying to pull you through the crowds." phil says
"well that is what you were doing?" i ask
"you think thats the only reason i wanted to hold your hand?" he asks grinning at me
"what is it cause you loveeee me." i mimic him
"piss off." he says nudging me, "you said it too."
"i mouthed it mr foden, two different things." i say
"okay i'll mouth it then next time." he says
"you did though?" i ask
"no. i said it, but you couldn't hear me." he says
"oh really." i say
"mhm." he says moving closer to me on the bench
i look down at his hand, twitching. i grab it and put it on my thigh, knowing that was what he wanted to do.
"better?" i ask
"you're making me seem so soppy." he says chuckling
"you are." i whisper in his ear smirking
the train arrives and we hop on, i follow phil as he keeps walking forward.
"phil that's first class." i say as he pulls back the blue curtain
"have you not looked at your ticket?" he asks
i look down and see it says first class
"huh? i was there when you were getting them." i say
"magic." he chuckles
we both sit down in the very comfy seats.
"you know what happened earlier with dad and the guys." i say, "it can't happen again, you're gonna have to remind them that they can't say stuff like that with him around."
"about that..." phil says, "i forgot to tell them, so harry didn't actually know he couldn't."
"why didn't you tell them?!" i ask
"i just never got round to it." he says
"we were lucky earlier, you were lucky earlier, you know what my dad's like, and you know what the punishments will be." i say
"what?" he asks
"you'll probably be kicked off the team for the season." i say
"what for kissing his daughter?" phil asks
"not just that, his daughter and his colleague. it's in the contract." i say
"are you saying this is my fault?" he asks
"no i'm just letting you know what will happen if he hears about it again." i say
"i don't think you realise how much i like you, i'd risk that for you." phil says
"i don't think you thinking straight... you love football." i say
"i love you." he says
"what happened to mouthing it." i say
"quit spoiling these moments." he says making me giggle
i put my hand on phil's cheek and pull him in, "did i fix it?" i ask
"i guess." he says
"i'm kidding." i say, "i love you too."
a grin forms on his face, he takes my hand and holds it.
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he grabs my suitcase first from the top, "thank you." i say whilst wheeling it forward so he could get his own
we both walk off the train into the busy central london station, "right now we have to figure out how to get out of here." i say
"take my hand again." phil says, "quick, and don't take anything people offer you."
we manage to get out the station, without too many pictures hopefully. i didn't like being all over social media, because i genuinely wan't comfortable in my skin. i hated how i looked, but i never told anyone. i just said it was or basic reasons like safety.
phil waves a taxi over and they help put our stuff in the boot, we both get in the back of the car.
"straight to bbc headquarters please." he tells them
"course sir." they say
"alright?" phil asks me quietly
"yes." i say
"can you check for me to see if they've posted anything? my phone's died." he says
"sure how?" i ask
"just go to my page then see what i'm tagged in." he says
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"just you this time." i say
"let me see." phil says as i hand him my phone
@𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲: Phil Foden in London!📍
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"thank you so much." i say to the driver
"cheers mate." phil says getting out his side
we both walk into the entrance with our suitcases, "y/n phil! it's so good to see you guys!" someone shouts
"i'm talia, i work here and i'll be helping you guys out, showing you where you're meant to be and all that stuff. do you guys have any questions?" she asks
"i do actually." i say
"go ahead." she replies
"where will we be sleeping?" i ask
"we have reserved two rooms here, on the top floor." she says
"okay thank you." i say
"i'll show you there now." she says
me and phil follow behind her, "two different rooms." he whispers in my ear, "one of them won't be getting used." he adds
