Leah Williamson love story

Chapter 41

Leah p.o.v

They say when you find the one everything just makes sense. It's the best thing in the world. It's easy.

Its bullshit.

Of course meeting your soulmate is amazing and finding the person you want to spend your life with is what every person wants. But it is not easy. And not everything makes sense.

Now, don't get me wrong. I know hands down Riley would never cheat on me. I know viv would never cheat on Beth. I know it's all just a mix up and they are best friends. None of that helps the fact the minute I look at my phone all I see is 'Riley cooper cheats on fiancé three weeks after becoming engaged.' or 'Riley Cooper can't hide her emotions anymore and shows the world who she really loves.' or 'leah Williamson is blindsided by her singer fiancé as she run down the tunnel after williamsons team mate.' I can't get away from it. It is everywhere. Fans have videos of it and speculating. My fans and Rileys fans are arguing over it causing lots of drama and lies to spread. Riley has been stalked by fans and paps to get information. She's been called so many names and had things thrown at her. She's cancelled her latest song release because she's worried it won't do well and she wants it to do well so the charities she is funding get the money it raises.

Its so fucking annoying. We've both been told not to comment or react to anything but it's fucking hard not to and I can see the toll it is taking on Riley. Everyone can.

"you've not touched your food." I say noticing Rileys plate of dinner on the bunker, stone cold. "wasn't that hungry." she replies with a smile. I know she's lying because in order to 'not be hungry' you need to have ate and she has not ate today. She has barely ate for days. After our argument I apologised for it and when Beth and viv came home we all spoke. Riley told everyone how sorry she was but she was just being there for a friend whilst her girlfriend couldn't be. We all understood and Beth wasn't phased at all by it.

Beth and viv aren't public so they don't have the same scrutiny Riley and I do. So I guess it's easier for them than it is for us. Especially Riley. "do you want to cuddle on the couch for a bit before bed?" I question. Riley nods but still doesn't look at me. We lay on the couch and stick a movie on. I don't pay much attention to the TV, I just play with Rileys hair and think of ways to make this easier for her.

This should be a happy time for us. A time to focus on our future but not with all these headlines and bullshit. The movie comes to an end and I know Riley is asleep. I don't want to move her but she is still in her clothes and I don't want the girls to wake her when they come home. I gently move myself from under her and lift her up to take her to bed. The minute my arms go under her, her eyes open. "I can walk. Its okay." she says softly but moves away from me. Yeah this has been a reoccurring theme too. Riley won't be near me. Won't let me touch her, won't kiss me, barely cuddles me in bed, Im not allowed to see her naked. I know all of this is because of social media. I've seen the comments. "Rileys a fat slag." "leah must feel sick everytime she touches Riley now." "leah deserves better." "Riley isn't anything special. Leah must just feel sorry for her." that's just some of the comments I've read. None of which is true but since they've been posted Riley hasn't been near me. "please let me just carry you to bed. You're tired and I miss carrying you. I miss having you in my arms." I beg her but she just kisses my cheek. "you have a game tomorrow. Can't have you injuring yourself. You can cuddle me in bed... If you want to." she sounds so sad. So deflated. Lost. "of course I want to coop. I want to carry you to bed though. I won't hurt myself, Ive told you this before." I keep trying to persuade her to let me take her. "leah, I've said no. Okay? I'm a big girl. I can walk up some stairs. I don't need you to carry me." she moves away and begins to go up stairs. "no one said you needed me to do it. I asked to do it because I like to do it. I asked to do it so I can fucking feel like your fiancé again. So I feel useful." I shout still in the livingroom. I hear her stop on the stairs but I don't hear her come back down. I know I shouldn't of shouted but I just can't take it. I can't take her being so distant and closed off. This isn't my fucking Riley.