I work up with my head literally banging. I ran to my bathroom and instantly threw up. I made myself a drink of water and walked back into my bedroom. I grabbed some pjs because I currently had none on. I opened my bedroom door to find...
"Omg Phil!" I practically screamed. He startled and stood up. Then sat back down. "I haven't got any bottom on," he said and awkwardly chuckled. My face dropped as I looked down at myself in a lace bra and underpants in front of Phil Foden. I grabbed his T-shirt and chucked it on. I slowly pulled my hand upto my mouth. "Phil..." I said and slowly looked up at him. "Did we..." I said and stared him dead in the eye. He stuttered for a while and rubbed the back of his neck. "Umm yeaa ?" He said and pulled me in for a hug. I hugged him back and lied back in bed. We watched some football together and then he needed to go for training. I made him some breakfast while he changed. I made bacon sandwiches and some pancakes and put them out on the kitchen island. "Tals?" He said and I responded with a simple yeah. "Are you going to be at the first England match?" He asked and walked into the kitchen. "Umm ye I'll be sitting with Gareth and the subs," I said and he threw a shirt at me. "Wear this," he said and smiled. He put on his football boots and took a bacon sarni. I walked him to the Uber he ordered and he kissed my cheek goodbye. I waved him goodbye and ran straight inside my house. Straight away I rang Sasha.
SASH💝🤍
N - Sash?!
S - Ye why are you calling I've just got up?!
N - I need you at mine now!
S - what's going on?
N - I'll explain when your here
S - I'll be 15 mins
N - Ok love you🤍
S - Love you moreI paced up and down my front room before I heard the knock at the door. Sash was still in her pjs but I didn't care I ran up-to her and hugged the life out of her.
"Right what on earths going on!" She said.
"I slept with Phil last night," I said and looked down toward the floor.
"You what?!" She said staring at me, her jaw in the floor.
"I know!" I said, "I need to talk to him, I'm scared what the fuck have I done?"
"Hey! It's okay you don't know how he feels," she said consoling me.
"I know but.." I said before being cut off by Sasha.
"I'm going to the training grounds later to see Jack, come with me, talk to him," she said but my mind really was debating whether to just take a spontaneous holiday.
"Your not going to Paris to get away from this!" She said staring at me.
"I was actually thinking Italy, it's further away," I said.
"Natalie Grealish! Stop this you can't keep running from your problems," she said and playfully smacked me on my head.
"Okay okay! I'll go! There you happy?" I said as I went upstairs to get changed.
I got dressed into some ripped jeans and a pinky colour blazer and paired it with some white heels.
Sasha sat beside me in the Uber and constantly reassured that everything would be fine.
"You've known Phil for years you know he's not the bitter type," she said rubbing my knee to console me.
"I know I'm just so nervous, what do I say?" I turned in my seat to look at her.
"Do you like him?" She said.
"We'll-No! Umm. No! Maybe," I said in a rush.
"We'll just say you don't want to rush into something but you want to explore this," she said with a shrug.
"You got so chill since being pregnant," I said trying to lighten my mood.
"Good for you I guess," she laughed.
The Uber dropped us off at St George's park. We walked in stopping for a minute to talk to Judith before we left her to find the boys. We walked into the playing grounds, waiting for Phil and Jack to have a lunch break or something. Jack came out to talk to Sasha. I hugged him to say hi then they walked away into the offices. After about 30 minutes of waiting for Phil to have a break, I decided I wasn't going to wait any longer so I just went to where they trained and pulled Phil aside.
"Natalie? What are you doing here?" He said out of breath from running. I handed him a bottle of water and suddenly started to rethink everything.
"Just came to talk to you- about last night," I said saying the last part in a whisper.
"I know, I just-..." I cut him off.
"I'm not ready for a romantic relationship right now but I would be open to getting to know you," I said talking super fast.
"Natalie,"
"I mean that's only if that's what you would want,"
"Natalie,"
"I would totally get it if you didn't want tk or you liked some other girl,"
"Natalie!" He shouted so I would listen.
"Sorry," I muttered.
"I would like to get to know u to," he said smiling down at me.
"Oh okay so no labels?" I said and he nodded.
"I'm going to get back into training but I'll text you later!" he shouted already running away.
"Bye!" I shouted smiling, my mood being lifted from earlier.
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FanfictionNatalie (Talley) Grealish is famous footballers cousin and the new co-manager of his football team as well as being a social media advisor for England. One drunken night out leads to a problem in Natalie's life when she finds out something happened...