"Niamh?" Shit. I've been lying to her for fuck knows and this is how she
finds out. On the back of the shirt it says 'Yates' with 17 underneath. A perfect reason for the 17: Jessie Fleming. I simply just nod as she checks the shirt out.
"I- ye?"
"I'm getting Jonas to ask LCL to get you at Arsenal" She laughs. We laugh together for a solid minute until I sit next to her on my bed. "Was this your debut shirt?" Her head resting on my shoulder as my face turns red like we are back at the changing rooms in Wembley.
"Ye, I got an assist and a goal. It was a banger" I smile thinking about the game that started it all. My dream playing for Arsenal and England and now the England captain has her head on my shoulder. Suddenly, her phone brightened as I see her search up my name on Google. I laugh at this and watch what comes up.
'Niamh Grace Yates is an English professional footballer who plays as a forward for FA Women's Championship club London City Lionesses'
"Gonna find out everything about you" A soft whisper appears in my ear with a smirk. In the next 5 minutes she finds out my birthday, my other siblings, my place of birth which she already knew and my fucking school which was a tad scary.
"Want me to do the same?" I whisper as a slight tease. The same smirk as she did before I searched up Leah Williamson on Google, the same as she did.
'Leah Catherine Williamson is an English professional footballer who plays for Women's Super League club Arsenal and captains the England women's national team'
The last bit I read out as we keep teasing eachother with things we found out about eachother. I already knew she was the captain, of course, but she barely knew anything about my professional career.
"Niamh Grace Yates, London City Lionesses forward. Born June 14 1999 aged 22" We keep laughing at the news we keep reading.
"Leah Catherine Williamson, Arsenal defender. Born March 29 1997 aged 25" The laughs of both of us fill my bedroom as we enjoy each others company.
"Fuck, that makes me feel old"
"You'll be 27 when I turn the age you are now" She playfully nudges me as I let that sink into her. My head rested onto hers as her head stayed permanently on my shoulder. Thank fuck I knew Alessia or else I wouldn't be here. Hopefully still a footballer but not in this position. My arm wraps around Leah's shoulder as our eyes are back on the shirt. I turn it around so my name is on it.
"Get me an England one" I break the comfortable silence that filled the room. Her yawns could be heard so I picked her up and put her into my bed.
"You'll be called up in no time on my watch" A smile covers my face as I lay next to Leah. My eyes going from each vinyls I have in my room. AM, folklore, Starboy, Ultraviolnce and 1989 were my absolute favourites that are hung up. I could feel Leah's soft hand playing with my hair as we cuddled up together. Her soft lips layed on my cheek as we relaxed together.
"Do you have your airpods right now?" I nod and pull them out, pass one to Leah and put the other in my ear. She takes my phone and scrolls on my Spotify playlists.
"Apocalypse, Half the World Away, Afterglow, Give me Love" She reads out as she looks through a specific playlist. Suddenly, 'invisible string' by Taylor Swift starts playing in both of ours ears. We lay there, looking at eachother. Her hand through my hair and my thumb rubbing her cheek softly.
'One single thread of gold tied me to you'
Another lyric on my arm. My eyes then went heavy as we keep our eye contact. Her eyes go to my lips then to my eyes. I knew what was on her mind. It was also on mine.
