It hits different when it's you

Chapter 11

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"Hey Abigail how are you doing?" The Broad Scottish accent stole your attention from your boyfriends gentle caress on the back of your hand you looked up at Andy with a soft smile.

"Hi it's nice to see you."

"Yeah? Am glad cos he has been a right misery haven't you Trentski" Trent frowned hard at his full back, he was perfectly aware he was hard to be around when they weren't together he didn't need someone reminding her of their time apart.

"How can you tell it's just a constant deadpan from him" you squeezed Trent's Hand with a smile as Robbo's laugh bounced around the room at you burning your own boyfriend.

"Watch your mouth you" he threatened.

"What you gonna do?" You pulled a face that told him you weren't impressed with him playing that card, until his lips landed on yours.

"Ah you make me sick" Andy walked off as you lost yourself under Trent's kiss.

"He doesn't need any help winding me up" you smiled at Trent as you hung around in the player lounge, training was over for the day and good to his word Trent had asked for the advice of one of the media team.

To your surprise they had been more helpful than you thought they could be.

Your instagram, was still active but in its place was a new one under another name, private once more but with an encryption of sorts that would help to keep trolls at bay.

The only people that were following you on there were Trent and the LFC page simply so they could monitor the activity your account received, and then slowly you add more followers from there.

You were grateful for their help but felt like a nuisance all the same. You'd not been back in Trent's life a full 24 hours yet and other people already had to be involved in helping you get your shit together.

"It's their job Abbey" you looked at Trent surprised he read you so well. You clearly didn't give him enough credit.

"Looking after you is their job" you rolled your eyes and found his hand reaching out to cup your face.

"And my job is to look after you" he pressed a soft kiss to your lips smiling against your mouth as he heard the little sigh that left you at his cute words.

"Let's get out of here," you stood up with him your hand firmly in his as you made your way to the exit and to his car where he drove you to his house, where you stayed for 6 blissful days moving around each other like you'd always lived together.

Trent wasn't lying when he said he enjoyed having you in his space and when he came home from training he proved it to you.

Things had stayed quiet on the social media front, you'd dared to post on your new account it wasn't really much of anything just your feet in fluffy socks resting on Trent's lap and a hand of his squeezing a foot.

You'd been in a bubble with Trent for the last week the outside world not existing to you, the night you got back together you watched as he moved around your room throwing some of your clothes into a bag, insisting that you stayed with him just the two of you no interruptions, you knew he was worried that you'd back out again that something would spook you and you couldn't guarantee that it wouldn't but the conscious effort he was putting in to being there with you made your heart swell.

"What are you thinking about over there" his soft eyes looked at you as you admired all of him sat in a large white T-shirt his arms spread across the back and side of his couch.

"Just enjoying the moment" he rose a brow.

"Yeah?" You nodded.

"I don't mind it" he teased, you'd been watching videos of the club just last night and saw him in the new shirt launch, you'd smirk at him in such a way when you'd heard him say that line on camera something about it just made you tick and he played on it.

You crawled over and into his lap as he smiled at you.

"Like putty in my hand" you slapped his chest and his hand encircled the wrist you held against him.

"Hey, I don't mind it!" You groaned, vowing never to let him know when something he said turned you inside out ever again.

"How'd you feel about going out tomorrow?" You tensed in his arms.

"Together" he nodded as you took what you hoped was an even breath.

"Yeah, seasons coming to an end I thought maybe we could eat out for a change..."

"Where were you thinking!?" You could feel your heartbeat increase, telling yourself to ignore all the comments you'd read online.

If you were to date Trent like a normal couple you'd go out for food and you'd have a good time, however him being him meant the possibility of being photographed, you being photographed with him.

You'd have to go you couldn't let these strangers rule your life he'd given you a week held up in his house just the two of you.

"Jordan tried this new Italian place last week he really rated it, it's very private, nice vibe" you nodded along to say you were listening

"You don't have to make a decision just yet, I can book us on later in the week get us a quiet corner" it sounded amazing he was amazing the care he was taking.

"Is the menu online?" He nodded pulling it up on his phone and passing it to you as he ran a hand up and down your back.

"It all looks really good" he nodded as you perused the menu.

"I thought maybe mid week, it'll probably be quieter" you looked up at him and pecked his lips a smile widening his delicious mouth.

"What was that for?!" She shrugged.

"I know you're just being extra sweet right now" he shrugged.

"Looking after my girl aren't I?" You smiled your hand smoothing along the soft skin of his cheek.

"I don't mind it" you smirked, he flipped you over on the couch with such ease and pressed up against you, like completely flush the squeal that left your lips turned into a moan as he spoke into your ear his voice dropping sending shivers down your spine he rolled his hips against you and you groaned reaching out for him but he was quick to grab your hands in his one.

"Let's see how much you don't mind it eh?" You blinked up at him eyes wide as he slid his palm into your shorts a gasp falling from your lips, it was only an hour ago he'd had you beneath him bed.

"You're insatiable" you gasped as his fingers manipulated your body the moans falling freely from your lips at his touch.

"Aren't you lucky ?" Before you could answer his lips were on yours in a bruising kiss.

Before long him and his skilled fingers had you gasping beneath him as he brought you to orgasm.

"Trent..." holding his head in your hands your fingers curled into his dreads as you whimpered his name your body shaking as you came back down.

"Good girl" the praise sent you feral for him, you'd found it hard to keep your hands off one another since agreeing to give it another go.