Between us and only us (Scamacca & Y/n)

Chapter 22

The phone rings and rings. And rings. Am I dick for phoning him?

"Hello y/n" he sounds confused, I don't blame him.

"Hey Martin" was I asking my ex's captain Martin Odegaard to pose for me,

Maybe "hey how are you?"

"I'm okay" he sounds even more confused "don't get me wrong I'm not against you calling but why are you?"

"Remember that photography program I was doing?"

"Yeah slightly"

"I need a model for a shoot and I was wondering if you would maybe want to model?" The words cannot get out my mouth quick enough because I don't want to give him time to think.

"Will I have to keep it a secret from Em's?"

"Only if you want to"

"Okay, I'll do it. When do you need me?"

Fuck me that was easy.

"Are you free say Sunday at 5pm?"

"Sure, where?"

"I'll send you the address through text"

"Cool see you then"

I hang up.

~ Martin POV ~

I took the phone call in the kitchen because some of the gunner boys are sat in my living room.

"Who was that?" Kieran asks not looking away from the card game the boys were invested in.

"Y/n" I say trying to be as gentle with it as possible and like that all concentration is taken from the card game to me. They all look at me except Emile who keeps his eyes dead on his cards.

"What did she want?" Emile asks without looking up.

"She needed a model for the program thing. She asked me I said sure" I start to feel a bit bad for agreeing the more I say it out loud.

"Fair enough" Emile seems more relaxed now that I've explained the context. But his relaxed nature is more concerning, shouldn't he be angry.

It's maybe about an hour later and the situation with y/n had gone unspoken since.

I said goodbye to the boys as they all left together. Now alone I walk into the kitchen. I sit at the kitchen island and think over the conversation.

Hearing from y/n today was odd. I'd felt relieved when her and Emile broke up because knowing she was so close yet so unattainable this last year and a half have been awful. Thinking she was gone made it easier.

I remember the first time I saw her. Kieran threw a party when I first joined to welcome me and get me introduced to everyone.

She was standing with Milly, who I'd met by that point as she came once to pick Ben up from training. She was wearing this over side shirt with some denim shorts underneath. The shirt ate her up it was so big but she looked so angelic. No not angelic, I'd say she immediately became an enigma to me; nothing about her quite made sense but it all seemed perfect. Even with the heavy eyeliner she had on.

I remember trusting Ben to ask who she was, it stung to hear she was Emile's. But I'm a grown up so I sat it aside I didn't need that affecting me, especially not my game. She was Emiles and even now to go after her would be more than stupid. Maybe agreeing to this was a bad idea. Or maybe it was just what we both needed. If I could have her for one night would anyone else even have to know. She wants me to model, she clearly still thinks of me. Would Emile even have to know? Would he even care? Would she actually even want me?

~ y/n POV ~

Okay that was easier than expected.

"Mrs Hudson can I use your whiteboard please?"

"Go head" she's back to watching Chicago Med.

I start to piece together my next set of photos. My idea is to do more close ups with this set. I jot down my ideas for lighting as I have 2 days to prepare.

My phone lights up with a message. I open it up to see it's from Emile.

'I just remembered about a drunk voicemail I sent a few days ago. Sorry about that x good luck with the shoot with Martin if you need anyone else you know where to find me xx'

Does that hurt or not I can't figure it out. Martins clearly told him but is this him thinking I need his permission to do it. I'm boarding on actually being angry at Emile. But I guess if I wanted to not hear from him I wouldn't have asked on of his teammates.

I should probably respond.

'It's okay, thanks'