her point of view ; sam kerr

chap eleven

sams point of view

We'd all arrived at the airport to leave by 7.
All except Hazel.

I didn't get one bit of sleep last night.
If I wasn't tossing and turning, I was fighting the urge to call her.
Not that it would've mattered anyway,
coach let us know last minute, she had taken an earlier flight so she could see her family.

She must've literally changed it after our conversation in the locker room.

Yesterday morning, before training, we had eaten breakfast at mine.
When the topic of seeing her family came up, she almost shrunk into nothing,
so there's no comfort in knowing she'll see them, alone.

On top of it all, I'm sure she hates me.
I do.

I really wish I hadn't followed Coach's instructions so quickly, but I freaked out.
If he sent her back so soon, I'm not sure what Id do.

" There's sushi?" Mackenzie throws me the room service menu, it hits the bed and falls to the floor.

Leaning forward, I grab it and pretend to read it before handing it back to her.

" I'm not really hungry, must be the jetlag".

She sighs, holding the phone up to her ear before ordering a handful of things.
Ending the call and sitting it down on the bedside table.

" Why can't you just tell her it was all Coach's doing?".

I shrug, " He said I couldn't".

Checking my phone again, Id never been so disappointed to find no notifications.

" Oi Alanna's rooming with her, said Hazels just got there. They're room 507".

Part of me wants to get up and go explain everything to her.
I can't imagine what she's thinking.
The other part of me is so scared, what if she never forgives me?

It's also the match tomorrow, and what if things blow up more.

I really did ruin a good thing.

her point of view

Alanna flashes me a smile, before shutting the door behind her.

She's going to dinner with Caitlin, and had asked me to come but in all honesty, I don't think I'd be great company right now.

I'm also not really hungry, so.

I didn't spend the morning with my family.
I actually spend it at Leah's.

Nothing happened, or anything like that.
She simply offered to pick me up from the airport, then let me rest at hers until the team arrived.

I'm not going to say it wasn't weird to see her.
The car ride to hers was filled with awkward conversation and small talk, finished with her apologising again.

Then she made me tea and we talked a little more before I napped.
I wouldn't want anything to happen with her, she's not who I want anymore.

I'm not sure what I want.
I thought I did.

By the time Alanna got back in the room, I had tucked myself into bed.
My eyes had been shut for the past hour, practically begging myself to sleep.

Eventually, I do nod off.

Waking up the next morning to Alanna's alarm, her long arms stretching out above her, as a loud yawn falls out her lips.

" Morning sunshine!".

" Morning" I force a smile.

" Game-day" She says under her breath, rolling out of bed before jumping in the shower.