I didn’t want the gaffer to yell at me so I quickly ran out of the changing room onto the pitch. Thomas already looked at me quite annoyed but I just shrugged it of hoping he will let it slide but from his face expression I knew it wouldn’t end well.
Training was hard today, I had to do extra drills, probably because I was a little late, to be honest it’s my fault I was late. But Ben‘s words are not leaving my mind. She never used me for anything, people always assumed she did but in reality she never did. She never and would never use me, but they used me. It is exhausting. I know how toxic and bad I am for Felicity but I just can’t seem to stay away, she gives me life, when I‘m with her the adrenaline rushes through me. I love that feeling. I love her. But my mind keeps telling me not to while all my heart says is to go back to her. It is so complicated yet so simple.
„Mason since you’re the last here like always, please bring this SD card to the social media manager upstairs, I have to go quickly, Isabella isn’t feeling well.“ the photographer Cole told me. His wife is pregnant, about to give birth, but he refused to take a break from work and will work until the little one is born and of course I‘ll be there to help out with anything I can. I may seem as an asshole but I really am not sometimes.
„Sure will do. I hope Isabella will feel all fine again.“ I yelled after him as he already ran away leaving the SD card on the bench next to me.
„Let’s give you to David.“ I mumbled to myself. I am not a huge fan of David. Our last social media manager moved to Canada and we need someone until we find a good new manager so for now this kid David is working and he sucks at what he does, the Chelsea social medias have never been worse.
I dropped my bag next to the door and noticed a last name on it. Benz. Felicity, her last name is Benz. Why is everything reminding me of her, I am no good. But who am I lying to, after I drop this stupid SD card off I am going straight to hers, I need her, well my body, but my heart also.
I knocked on the door and heard a muffled come in, but it sounded like a female voice. What the fuck.
„Good day, Cole told me to-„
As soon as I looked up our eyes connected. This can’t be true. She is the new social media manager.
„Yeah thank you Mason, just leave it uh on my table.“ She said like she wasn’t mad at all for the argument we had last time we saw each other.
To be honest I called her a few times today to see if I could come over after training but she didn’t answer, it didn’t bother me I would still go to hers. My question why she didn’t answer is now answered though.
„Why didn’t you answer my calls?“
„Mason we are at our jobs currently, please keep our private life out of this.“
„I am asking you something Feli. It seemed like you ignored me the whole day.“
„And I did Mason.ɪ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇʟʏ , but it didn’t work. I knew we would see each other when I start working but I didn’t know you would act so unprofessional.“
„Feli please. It’s already past your working hours. Let’s just go to my place or yours, I don’t mind.“
„So what Mason. What will you do then? Hm? Cry about some whore again? Talk me into sleeping with you? Argue with me the next morning? Is that what you want?“
„Feli please-„
„No Mason.“ She just stood up and packed her things. I kept talking and kept trying to fix anything but it didn’t work. I need her.I followed her to her car but she didn’t say a thing. She just got in her car and left. Once again I was left alone with my thoughts. I fucking need her.
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A/N
Guess who killed their presentation in communication and Correspondence
That’s right me ;)
Anyway I updated how fun!
Also the game against Plymouth like what
Won‘t talk about it
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