Snowed In

Chapter 1

Trent's POV

We were all gathered at the AXA training centre for our Christmas Eve training session. Luckily, we only had to do a couple hours in the morning before we could go home and spend the rest of the holidays with our families until our match against Leeds on Boxing Day.

We were all in the gym doing some muscle exercises – it was snowing heavily outside so we'd done our training indoors today since the outdoor training pitches were piled with snow.

"Oi, Trentski." Robbo said, climbing onto the spin bike next to me.

"What d'you want?" I playfully rolled my eyes.

"Me and Hendo were just talking about you and I need you to prove him wrong. He seems to think you've got 13 assists already this season but I said you've got 12. I'm right, aren't I?" Is Robbo being serious right now?

"Bro, I've got 13!" I cried.

"No ya haven't!" Robbo argued.

"Yes I have! 8 in the Prem, 2 in the Champion's League and 3 for England. That makes 13." I explained.

"Since when did you have 8 in the Prem?" Robbo frowned.

"I was on 7. I got one against Tottenham. 7 + 1 = 8, or at least it did the last time I checked." I said. (A/N: I'd just like to say that I wrote this before the Tottenham game...)

"You were on 6 before Tottenham!" Robbo exclaimed.

"No I wasn't! One against Burney, one against Leeds, one against United, one against West Ham, two against Arsenal, one against Southampton and one against Tottenham. That makes 8." I counted on my fingers as I went.

"I tried to tell you Robbo – you've just embarrassed yourself now." Hendo piped up from behind me, jumping on the spin bike on my other side so I was sandwiched between him and Robbo.

"Ah, I forgot you got 2 against Arsenal. Forget I said anything." Robbo said.

"So who's winning the assist competition then?" Hendo teased. I smirked, knowing I was leading.

"Oh shut up Hendo, how many have you got?" Robbo quipped.

"3 in the Prem, 1 in the Champion's League and 1 for England...so five." Hendo responded. "You?"

"5 in the Prem, 2 in the Champion's League and 2 for Scotland equals eight. And I got both my Scotland ones in the same game." Robbo bragged. (A/N: I had to change Robbo's numbers though, I didn't predict him assisting in the Tottenham game too)

"Dude, I got a hat trick of assists for England." I pointed out.

"Okay I might've forgot about that." Robbo mumbled.

"Not the first time I've done that either." I smirked.

"Alright, alright, I get the point!" Robbo cried.

"So, are you done underselling me now?" I joked.

"Yes, assist king, I'm done underselling you." Robbo rolled his eyes teasingly.

"That's what I thought." I nodded.

"Err lads, can I have your attention for just one minute?" We all stopped cycling and turned our attention to the manager, Jürgen Klopp.

"I've got some bad news, and you might not like it. We're going to be snowed in here until at least the end of the day. The groundskeepers are outside trying to clear some of the snow, but it's still coming down pretty hard. We're hoping you'll be able to go home tonight, but we might be stuck here for Christmas." Jürgen explained.