love me or leave me ||alexander-arnold

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"Demi! Marcel's here again!" my mum calls up the stairs.

I'm lying on my bed in a Liverpool top and shorts with the duvet over my head. Not exactly my finest look but it's marcel so whatever.

"You can send him up!" I yell back.

Since I've been back marcel has been calling every second of every day.

"It's me again." he says, coming into the room and jumping on my bed.

"Ow." I say muffled under the covers.

"Get up lazyass its 11 am!"

"So?" I ask.

"So there's stuff to be done! Not to mention the Liverpool game is at 2."

"There's a Liverpool game on today?" I ask.

"Oh come on. Your telling me you didn't know dear old Trent is playing against Newcastle away today?"

"Nope." I say, and pull the covers back over my head.

"What? You love football."

"No I don't. Trent loves football."

"Yeah and you used to talk to him about it for hours!"

"To please him, not me. If I'm honest I never really cared that much about who was playing or what teams were good or who would win the league. I just went along with it cause Trent liked it."my voice comes out muffled.

"Ok well even if you didn't know for the football, you should at least know your best friends playing a match today."

"Ex best friend." I point out from under the duvet.

"Jesus Demi."

I can almost hear him roll his eyes.

Suddenly everything gets brighter and I'm freezing. He's pulled the duvet off of me.

"You prick." I groan and pull it back.

"Will you watch the football? Even if it's just so you can stare at Trent and think of how good looking he is?"

"What? Ew! I don't see Trent like that, he's my best friend!"

"Ex best friend. Right back at you." he smirks and wiggles his eyebrows.

"Marcel come on now. It's Trent! That's totally weird."

"Whatever you say..."

I sigh and pick my phone up from my bedside table.

I have 7 million notifications and I can't be bothered right now. I go to put my phone back down when a name gets my attention.

Trent 27minutes ago
2 new messages

I unlock my phone. I can't even remember the last time he texted me. I unlock my phone half warily. I've no idea what he could possibly want.

Trent
hey, I'm aware we
have a few conversations
pending and I'd like to
catch up with you after all
this time. I've a match this
afternoon but later I'd be happy
to go get some food in town and
just hang? If you don't want to
that's perfectly fine as well
obviously just thought it'd be
a nice idea.

or not, I don't mind

I smile at his way of downplaying it.

"What's so funny?" Marcel demands.

"Nothing nothing." I say shrugging.

"Tell mee." he says.

"No. Fuck off."

He glares at me. I smile sweetly back before typing a reply.

Demz
No, honestly that
sounds great x

see you about 8:30?

He replies within seconds. I assume he's on his phone on the bus.

Trent
8:30 sounds good
to me. See you
then

I smile to myself and get up.

"I'm gonna go get some breakfast." I tell marcel.

"It's 11:30 Demi."

"That's early for me." I say, grabbing a hoodie.

He rolls his eyes and gets up.

"Ladies first." he smiles, opening the door.

"You're such a creep." I tell him as I walk out.

Next thing I know I've gone flying down the stairs.

"JESUS CHRIST!" I yell.

Marcel is laughing at the top.

"That's for not telling me what was on your phone."

"Marcel Alexander-Arnold! Behave yourself!" my mum laughs from the kitchen table.

"Fuck I think I've broken a rib or something."

"Yeah you haven't.

He steps on me as he goes down past me, so I grab his leg to trip him. He lands on top of me and I can barely breathe.

"You lump get off me." I groan.

"Your fault." he shrugs laughing as he bounces back up.

"Mam have you any plans for tonight?" I ask.

"I never do, why?"she looks at me in surprise.

"I'm going out with Trent for a bite in town later."

She smiles broadly.

"Oh sweetie that's lovely!"

"Is it a date?" Marcel asks.

"No stupid it's Trent!"I laugh.

"Demis got a da-ate, demis got a da-ate!" he chants.

"You're like a 5 year old."I tell him.

"I'm only messing." he says," Well, I think I am."

"You are." I assure him.

I get myself some cereal. Hopefully it goes well tonight. I've loads of things to tell Trent.

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A/N: I owe you guys such a big apology I haven't uploaded in years I'm so sorry x
           I've been on holidays and stuff so I've been busy but I'll try be more usual
          with updates now x

this is also kinda rushed cause I'm on a boat atm so sorryy x