Victoria Jade Greenwood, a girl born in Madrid who dreamed of working in football since she was a kid, finally gets the big opportunity to settle as an sports director. However, she has to deal with public criticism for being a girl in football. In...
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It has been hours since Niall and I had that conversation on the training field.
And I still can't think about anything else.
We admitted having feelings for each other. The way I feel about him is mutual. I assumed it was the day we almost kissed, but hearing him say it makes it more real, and confirms my assumption. I would be lying if I said I wasn't excited to hear him say it.
However, I still believe we need time to know each other better, before calling it anything else than just feelings. We've known each other for less than four months.
The idea of just following my heart still doesn't fully convince me. We have to keep it professional. It would have consequences if we don't.
I also can't believe I told him so many things about Blackpool. Some things I've never told anyone about. I don't know why, but talking to him about it just felt right.
I surprisingly don't regret anything I said yesterday. I'm even a bit proud of myself for talking about all of that to someone.
We also have a league match tomorrow at our stadium, against West Ham. If we win, we will be closer to the 6th position, the one we need for playing in the UEFA Europa League next year.
We are not that close yet, because of the bad matches we played when Silva was the manager, but we definitely can still get there soon if we keep going this way with Zayn here now. Our first couple of matches with him have been brilliant.
The last training session before the match takes place today. As on the day of the match we only have a pre-match talk that morning.
I arrived at our facilities smiling more than the last few days. I feel better about seeing Niall all the time.
Niall entered our office a minute after me.
"Good morning." He said, smiling.
"Good morning." I smiled back.
"How are you?" He asked, referring to yesterday, I believe.
"I'm good, thank you. How are you?" I replied.
"Fine, thank you, sweetheart. I'm glad you are good." He said.
"I'm glad you are well too, gentleman." I told him.
Then the conversation reached the point where we didn't know what else to say. I'm too nervous to think about what I can talk to him about. It seems like he didn't know what he could talk about either.
We just let out small nervous laughs and started working. We have to work on a few things we didn't do yesterday.
An hour later, I checked the time and realised the training session started some time ago.
