*Some violence and foul language is used in this chapter*
I speak about AFL football in this chapter. Sorry if you have no clue what it is since its an Australian only sport. ( I think )
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Bridget's pov
Its been 2 days since Harry and I had that fight. I admit I over reacted a bit but I've been so stressed lately its ridiculous. Liam called me and told me Harry's going to LA for the break, While the rest of the boys go back to London to write for their next album. He also told me what happened after I hung up the phone that night, which worried me a bit. Harry hasn't tried to call me since that night and nor have I tried to call him. But Liam said he'd be on the plane so he couldn't call, and to be honest I was just to busy to call him regardless him being on a plane.
My Dad as occupied my missed calls list as I am not answering any of his calls. For the past 3 years he has lied to me. He suddenly springs on me that he is getting married at the end of the year. Yet I had no idea he was dating this girl for the past 3 years. She isn't the nicest person on the planet let me tell you. I only met her once but the criticism coming from her against myself and Darcy was disgusting. But that didn't make me walk out and leave dads house, it was the fact he didn't say anything and stand up for his daughter and grand daughter.
The Footy club isn't doing to good either we have lost 2 games out of 4 and are 6th on the ladder. That's not good for a back to back premiership team. As for the girls team that I play on we have won every game so far which is really amazing. We played the Anzac game and I got the medal after the game, for best player. Darcy has been wearing it ever since, showing it off a lot and saying she won it.
"Bridget, Get over here. I got to tape up your knee" Chris yelled across the locker rooms.
Today we have a game against our biggest rivals. Well my biggest rivals. One time we versed them we got in a huge fight because this girl injured my knee and its never been the same again. So ever since then every game we play with them someone walks off that oval injured Which is either myself or the girl who injured me in the first place, because some where in the four quartes of football there is a massive brawl.
I walk over to Chris our fitness coach and prop my leg up on the table. he grabs the tape and gets started straight away.
"Is she playing today?" I asked bitterly already knowing the answer.
"You know she'd never miss a game against you, so yeah she is. But something's up with her shoulder." He said finishing up with the tape.
"Perfect" I Smirked.
"Don't even think about it Bridget." A booming voice said in the middle of the room. I turn and see my coach Damien. "And that goes for all of you girls today. I don't want to see any of you getting in the back of an ambulance again. This is football, if you want to hit people by all means leave this club and start up boxing, but I don't want to see it again today. Especially form you Bridget." he said sternly looking straight into my eyes with his finger pointed at me.
