She was someone who would go to the ends of the earth for the people she loved, she didn't care for herself in many situations. She only cared for others. It was a gift. She was a gift. But no one could ever appreciate her good heart.
She was nothing like her family, she was bought up in a football mad household, with her cousin being a professional so, she was used to the lifestyle that a footballer lived. But she was nothing like them. She liked quiet nights, small sentimental gifts rather than expensive ones.
She was simple. A simple but homely apartment, a simple car, a simple quiet lifestyle, a normal 9-5 job to help her live up to her dream. And she loved it. It was her own little world away from her cousin's shadow and she loved how free she felt.
She was nineteen, living her best life in Liverpool, her favourite city, working her way up in her job so she could be the best. She was going into her second year of university, and she couldn't wait for her life to really begin. She deserved to make it too.
I mean the cousin of John Stones deserves to achieve her dreams just as much as him. Right?
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I low-key had this written for someone else but I had to appreciate my favourite Norwegian player ❤️🔥
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Ride or Die- Erling Haaland
FanfikceRide or die is a colloquial expression of extreme loyalty to someone or something. "She's the most supportive one of the lot."
