Lost souls | Mason Mount

fifteen

"Can you hurry up? He's waiting outside!" Hazel shouted at her cousin, who was still getting ready in the guest room.

Hazels cousin Esther had come to London yesterday, on vacation, to meet the grandparents, all the way from Canada, where she lived. They're going to the game today that Mason had invited them to, and Esther was not making it easy.

"Chill, he won't leave you," she winked as she walked down the stairs. Hazel rolled her eyes and grabbed all her stuff that she needed.

"Damn, he's rich," Esther said impressed as she looked through the peep hole, judging by the look of his car.

"Can you promise me that you'll sort your attitude today? He's going to think you're a gold digger." Hazel looked at her cousin.

"Uhm... I am," she said in a tone that made her statement seem obvious.

"Please, Esther, just don't ruin this for me," Hazel looked at her, being very serious.

"I knew he was more than a friend; you never act this way," she said, satisfied, "but ok, I promise."

Hazel rolled her eyes and opened the door, locked it as soon as they were outside. Mason looked at the two girls approaching his car, smiling as he saw Hazel.

"Sorry, we're a bit late," she apologized as she took a seat in his car, in the passenger seat.

"That's no problem," Mason assured her.

"Yeah, sorry, Hazel didn't know what to wear; she was a bit nervous for today," Esther leaned forward from the backseats, "I'm Esther, by the way, Hazel's favorite cousin," she reached her hand out.

"Nice to meet you, Esther," he softly chuckled as he shook her hand. Esther looked at Hazel with a satisfied smile, only to get a death stare back from her.

"Thank you for picking us up, Mase," Hazel said, not knowing how to thank him enough for inviting them over to a game.

"There's no need to thank me," he looked at her with a smile before turning his head back to the road in front of him, ready to drive to the bridge.

"So who are you guys playing against today?" Esther asked; she was more into football than Hazel, but she was also still learning.

"Crystal Palace, we need to win this one," Mason replied to her question.

"It should be easy; Crystal Palace is shit," Esther said casually, causing Mason to hold in his laugh. Hazel looked out the window and rolled her eyes; her cousin really had no filter.

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"I can't believe that we're standing in the family section," Esther said as she looked around the stadium, taking it all in.

"Yeah, I didn't expect it," Hazel mumbled but smiled to herself at the same time. The bridge was beautiful, she didn't expect it based on why she's seen from the tv screen at home. The place was huge and so blue.

"Look, they're warming up now!" Esther pointed at the pitch. Hazel looked over, scanning to hopefully find Mason and wave to him so he knew they had found their seats.

Mason was thinking the same thing. He looked at the family section, quickly recognizing Hazel by her beautiful ginger hair. Her eyes were already set on him; he smiled and waved, causing her to do the same.

"Oh la la, is the missus here?" Trevoh teased

"Shut up," Mason rolled his eyes. To be fair, deep down his stomach was filled with butterflies just thinking about her, and maybe one day she would actually be his missus. He was falling for her madly.