Amelia was met with his doe brown eyes and couldn't utter a single word. He looks even better in person, she thought to herself. "The-the restroom is uh right there o-on the left" Amelia mentally slapped herself for the stuttering Trent thanked the girl and rushed to the restroom.
The scouser girl slowly observed the boys from the counter, where she was stood. They were discussing the next home match against Manchester United and how it won't be easy to beat them. Nathan will be so happy if i get him an autograph. Maybe i should i ask them to sign me a paper. This is once-in-a-lifetime chance, Amelia's minds floated. Her gaze landed on the clock hanging on the wall and when she saw the time her eyes widened. It was almost closing time and these boys were nowhere near going home. They were too deep it their convos to realise how late it already was. If Amelia wanted to go home on time she needed them gone. "We need to close the place soon" Amelia announced as politely as she could. They understood the sign and Trent got up to go to the counter to pay the bill. "We will wait you for outside, Trenski" Robbo told Trent, who only nodded. "The check, please" "Cash or card?" "Card" the girl entered the amount on the post terminal and turned the device towards him who held up his card. "This is my chance" Amelia told herself as they waited for the receipt to come out. She took a deep breath mentally to calm down. She was nervous. "My brother is a fan of yours" this sentence caught the scouser's attention as he looked at her curiously. "I mean of Liverpool" Amelia reasoned. "So i wondered if you could give me an autograph?" Trent smirked " Yeah of course" "I don't have a jersey, so just sign this sheet, please" Amelia hurriedly handed him the paper and a marker. "The name?" He asked waiting for her response. "Nathan" she replied a bit too excited. Trent wrote a small encouraging note for the liltle boy, ending with
"thanks for the support, lots of love Trent Alexander-Arnold "
"Here you go" Trent said closing the cap of the marker and handing the paper to Amelia. "I can send you a signed tee from all of us, but you have to give me your number and text me your address" he knew exactly what he was doing. This jersey thing was just an excuse to get Amelia's number. She wasn't sure if giving him her number was a good idea. She didn't know him well. She didn't know him at all, to be exact. "I think it's fine, I don't want to disturb you" “You don't, trust me. I insist, I mean he's our fan, right? Trent flashed that smile and look of his that made Amelia's knees go weak and she eventually gave up. "I guess it's fine then" she gave him her number as the boy typed it on his phone and dirty things already floaded in his mind. "Anyway thank you so much, you have no idea how much this will mean to Nathan" Amelia thanked Trent as she imagined her brothers happy face and smiled to herself. "You're welcome. I'll text you later, then. Goodnight" the boy replied as he turned around to leave. "Goodnight" Amelia replied, but more to herself because the scouser had already left the place.
Finally posted the second chapter. Please vote for the story. Specially i want to thank iheartbarella for voting on the previous chapters <33
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