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The next day, we went to the train station, we were leaving Doncaster.

We sat in the train and waited for the trip to start, in silence.

"Well, this was an experience." Niall said.

"Definitely. When will we close the transfer?" I asked.

"No idea. We should get a message or something, if Tomlinson decides to negotiate with us." Niall said.

"Okay." I said.

An hour later, my phone buzzed.

Rach
"Vickyyy, when are you coming back? How is it going? We lost yesterday's match. We need heeelp lmaoo."

Shit. I forgot we had a match yesterday. Losing is not a surprise though.

"We lost? It doesn't surprise me. I completely forgot we had a match :,). I am on the train right now, we only have the negotiation with the player left. If he wants to." I replied.

"Horan, we lost yesterday." I told Niall.

"Really? Oh no, I wasn't expecting that. How terrible." He said with the most ironic tone ever. He placed his hands on his face, pretending to be devastated about it.

"Stop it." I told him.

"Cmon Greenwood, you knew it." He defended himself.

"Maybe, but I'm not joking about it." I said. "Keep it professional." I reminded him what he used to tell me with that sentence.

"You shouldn't be the one telling me that." He told me.

"Let's leave it." I sighed.

We spent the rest of the trip in silence.

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When we arrived, we left the station, and waited in the taxi queue.

"We are going to the office, it is still work time." Niall told me.

"That's what I was expecting." I replied.

"Good." Niall said, with that arrogant tone again.

When our turn arrived, we got in the taxi.

"Good morning." The driver said.

"Good morning." We both said.

"To the Everton football club offices please." Niall said.

"I've never been there. You work there?" The taxi driver asked.

"Yeah, we do." I said.

"Oh, both of you, cool." The driver said.

Niall told him the direction. I was confused, a mix of confused and angry honestly. Both of you. Why do people keep being like this?

Some minutes later, we arrived. Niall and I paid half of the price each.

"Here you are, good luck. Especially to you, beautiful. I hope I see you soon." He looked at me in a disgusting way.

"What's wrong with you?" Niall told him.

"Leave it, he is just disgusting." I told Niall.

Ew. I wasn't expecting Niall to defend me, but I am thankful he did. I was shocked for a moment when the driver looked at me like that.

I've been through this before sadly. Seems like it is not ending anytime soon.

"Thank you for that." I told Niall when we got out of the taxi.

"No need to thank me, sweetheart. I even felt like I wanted to throw up, and he wasn't talking to me." Niall said.

"I got used to it. But thank you anyway, gentleman." I said.

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