What if you were remote? No one knows where you are
If you changed anything, would you not have survived?
You're alive, you're alive, you're alive
Billie Eilish
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Sunday 27th March 2022
This is scary.
It's Mother's Day guys... wish your mam's a happy Mother's Day xxx.
It's raining, once again, and the sound it's making on the windows is making me calm down a little. The music was playing quietly, just my playlist on shuffle. At this moment, it's Good Years by Zayn, and the bridge is playing – my favourite part. It was silent, no voices were heard, except for Zayn's.
"Need a chance just to breathe, feel alive
And when the day meets the night, show me the light
Feel the wind and the fire hold the pain deep inside
It's in my eyes
In my eyes"
In not even 20 minutes, I will be stood at the front door of my girlfriend's childhood home for the first time. Meeting her parents for the first time. Her mam, her dad. I'm petrified and she can see that. The view outside the window is stunning. I've never been in Liverpool before but it's weirdly pretty. It's full of chavs on the street at 12:05 on a night, all the takeaway shops are still open with drunk people stumbling in, but it's pretty.
"Hey baby, you're okay." My girlfriend held my hand across the console. "I'm so scared." I said with a slight laugh. "I know you are, but they're nice. They already love you." she whispered.
I grabbed my drink from the middle console and gave my girlfriend hers before I took a bite of the burger that we bought on the way here from Mcdonalds. I could see we were getting closer by the satnav, and I suddenly just didn't want to do it anymore. It felt... too big... too scary, and Evie saw my nerves straight away. "Let me take you somewhere?" she whispered, and I nodded. She drove us about 5 minutes away from her home, at this old, scuffed little football pitch.
"Come on, get out with me." she whispered. I trusted her, so I did. We got out together and she took off her jumper, putting it over my head and leading me into the middle of the pitch. It was still raining, but not as much, so it was bearable. "This is where I spent 90% of my time after school, after work, after dinner. Whenever I got the chance, I would be here. This is where I started my football life. The first time I EVER kicked a ball was on this pitch, and the last time I kicked a ball unprofessionally was on this pitch. 12 years of my life was on this pitch, and probably many more years to come." she spoke as she held my hand.
"I know you're scared about meeting them, and I know I brought it on you last minute, but I want to show you how serious I am about us, about us together. I want you forever. Me and you. The first step to that is you meeting my family." she turned to look at me. "Come back in the car? It's raining and you're getting wet." she smiled, leaning towards me and placing a little kiss on my cheek. "Yeah, okay." I laughed and went back in with her. Just as we pulled up to Evie's childhood home, I looked at her. "Yes, princess? Are you okay?" she turned the engine off and looked at me.
"I think... personally..." I started and she looked confused. I had a little smirk on my face. "I think, personally, that, before I spend a few days with your parents, we might have to properly kiss first. Just s-" she cut me off by her lips on mine, and I could feel her smile against my own. I grabbed her shoulder and pulled her closer to me. Her smile faded and her tongue slipped over lip, making this kiss more heated. I let her in easily and the kiss became needy, passionate, and heavy. I could tell what she wanted, and if we weren't sat outside her parent's house, I would want it too. We broke off a little bit and my thoughts became hers.
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