Narla. | FINISHED

9 - Last minute night in England.

Keira's POV
Spending time with Leah and the girls has been amazing, we've done so much during the time we've been here, Leah had a few media things to do, Georgia left yesterday she was going to be spending summer with her family, most of us were, I know I am, so was Lucy..

It hadn't sunk in that she was leaving Barcelona but hey she's returning to the country she grew up in, but good god I'm gonna miss her, sure we'll be still playing together at England national but not at club, I mean could be worse, I'd never play with her again so I'll take that I can still play with her at national team.

"Keira? You ready to go, the taxi will be here any minute!" Lucy called from the bottom of the stairs, I checked over the bedroom for anything we may have forgotten before shutting the door and making my way downstairs suitcase in hand, it was heavy to say the least, Lucy had the keys in her hand since we'd have to lock up. I took my bag that was on Lucy's shoulder before putting it on my own shoulders.

No one tells you how boring waiting for your airplane to arrive at the gate especially when its delayed. I've been up since 4am and all I want to do is sleep but hey course that shit doesn't go my way. To be honest since the night out, I hadn't been feeling myself, but I don't know why I would be I've got no reason, maybe it's just there paranoia I'm feeling I dont know, but it's not for good for sure. Maybe being back in Barcelona will help or being with my parents for a holiday in a few weeks? One or the other. I was slowly going mad in an airport that's for sure, but course no one but me knew, not even Lucy... Speaking of Lucy where'd she go? One moment she was here and the next she was gone... She's probably gone to get her mum something for watching Narla, she usually does, as do I with my mum.

I stayed where I was, waiting for the brunette blonde women to get back, I didn't really feel like getting lost in fucking Heathrow, not really my plan for that. I just scrolled through my phone checking out posts from family and friends checking the board nearby for any updates on the delayed flight to see it had been cancelled. "Oh for fucks sake" I mumbled irritated, now what were we going to do, well get the next available flight would be logical. I texted Lucy letting her know where I was going before making my way to the desk by the gate to wait in the long ass queue. Jesus Christ this would take a while there was alot of annoyed faces and people swearing under their breaths in Spanish, I knew it was Catalan but I also knew some Spanish swears it was something I learnt before realising in Barcelona they speak Catalonian and little Spanish. I clearly hadn't done enough research for that but hey ho learnt the basics and of course swear words, a staple in football. But never learnt past that, went in one ear, out of the other.

10 minutes later I could finally speak to the clearly very tired women. How she hadn't just walked off when someone really threatened her is beyond me but respect to her for that. I waited for her to speak "Hi Miss, I'm assuming you want the next available flight as these other customers?" I nodded "If possible please." Honestly I wasn't needed back right away as football for me was out for the summer, well professionally, I know I'd probably be doing it back in Rochdale. I looked over at the Lady who looked pretty worried, and that concerned me "Is everything okay?" The gate agent shook her head "I am so sorry miss but the next available flight wouldn't be til tomorrow afternoon... I could try to get you on the one in a few hours but then it would be completely full and judging by the queue there seems to be people needing to return urgently..." I sighed, well shit either I take the next one and annoy passengers or be a good person and do tomorrow afternoon instead. "I'll take tomorrow afternoon it's fine" I smiled, that seemed to release some relief into the very tired and stressed gate agent "No problem, is it just the you or?" I shook my head "Me and a friend." There was more clicking "No worries that's all sorted, I am so sorry again about the cancellation and hope you have a safe holiday." I didn't feel like telling her I lived in Barcelona so just nodded and thanked her before heading off to find Lucy.