In which an ordinary everyday full time worker from the northern suburbs of Melbourne with an extensive trauma background falls in love with someone she never wanted to or expected to, who ends up saving her life.
Starring: Ally Brooke, Josh Daicos...
A/N:hey all, quick note - most comments on the last chapter did not work and unfortunately somehow ended up lost in chapter 24. i'm not sure what has happened so fingers crossed it doesn't happen again. grrr!!! wattpad's anti collingwood content pledge continues (idk if this is a thing)
• Trent Bianco as himself •
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• Callum Brown as himself •
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'You don't want to tell Jack what happened?' Trent asked quietly from the middle back seat, as he scrolled through Instagram, trying to find a photo his mother had tagged him in a while back. It had been annoying him for a few days now, needing it and not knowing where it was.
'I mean, I do tell you nearly everything these days' Lotte said, as she uncomfortably shifted in the front passenger seat. She was in pain now and wanted nothing more than to go home.
'It must've been bad' Jack mumbled, as he tried to concentrate on the road and quickly changed lanes.
'It's not exactly the nicest thing. Ugh, this pain. Trent, do you have another-'
Trent quickly passed her the box of pain killers before she could even finish asking the question.
'Is your knee playing up again?' Jack asked, watching on through his peripheral vision, a photo attached to his speedometer much the same as Lotte's. Same place. Same type of Polaroid.
'No, my knee is on fire today but it's the least of my worries. Jack...something happened during the game' Lotte said, as he lowered his eyebrows, thinking back.
'Yeah. I was subbed out on the bench and the fuckwits of the world were booing me' he said, as Trent rolled his eyes. 'Not everything is about you, Gin' he said. 'Right. Sorry' Jack said, a sense of guilt washing over him as he apologised.
'I don't actually want to talk about it, if that's okay' Lotte said quietly, as a message came through on her phone. She recognised the number and froze up as she looked at it.
'This fucking bastard behind me is going to hit me any second now if he gets any closer' Jack said, looking through his rear view mirror. The car was so close he could barely see it in his side mirrors. Trent turned around as he looked, rolling his eyes.
