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Dont think you're that special-Katie Mccabe

Todays match was inevitable, England v Ireland.
This wasn't a match I could miss as it was an olympic qualifyer and we had to win. I woke up that day feeling dreadful. I hadn't seen her since our break up.
Well since she broke up with me. I never even got a reason why, she just left our apartment one day, sent me a text saying that we were done and she never responded to another of my texts or calls. We both played in London, me in Chelsea and her in Arsenal so I just planned to follow her routine to get an explanation.
But she changed it. Her whole routine. I only found out when Lauren was complaining about Katie taking up a running path on a Tuesday. A TUESDAY??? She never runs on Tuesday, she does any weight lifting and leg presses on Tuesday. Not running.
I got woken up by my trance by the england captain Leah as she rushed me to get changed for the match.
We all ran out onto the pitch to warm up met by a full Wembley. All tickets sold. All seats sat in. I've never been so excited and terrified for a match. After around 10 minutes of us on the field, The Ireland team all walked out and I saw Katie talking with Courtney, one of the goalies, I just realised that i'd have to play against her. She'd have to defend against me.
This realisation did nothing but fuel my anger and energy for the match. I was no longer upset or hateful, but I had to show her what she was missing. I had to hurt her like she hurt me. I was going to make sure I embarrassed her on the pitch just like she embarrassed me in front of our friends.
As I continued warming up, the Irish starters ran past me and Katie clearly went as far away from me as she could.

Soon the match began and hilariously she refused to shake my hand. As the match began the girls all agreed to allow me to have the ball as often as I could. I mean we all did know that I got the most goals in the euros so no one complained.

Throughout the match me and Katie had a few confrontations but it was just after half time. In the 51st minute Georgia passed me the ball and I ran right through half of the Irish midfield. I was running and as Katie came to tackle me, her gaze faltered from the ball to me, it was as if time had slowed down as she stared me in my eyes. Then something happened that no one could expect. She fell. She fell on purpose. She fell so that I could get passed. She didn't even do that when we were together so what the hell happened.
I didn't dwell on it. I managed to get the ball directly in the top right corner. I couldn't celebrate. I stood there. Stopped. I couldn't think
of anything but why she did that.

Minutes later I asked to get subbed off and i just daydreamed until the end. There were no more goals. My goal got us into the olympics. I couldn't celebrate.

I walked straight into the changing rooms while the others celebrated. No one noticed but that's how I wanted it. I was mid way through changing into my normal clothes when i heard the door
open. Katie. I stared at her when she came in trying to figure her out. She was a closed book.

"why did you do that" I asked her
"do what?"she said playing dumb. I couldn't believe her. She never made mistakes so this was a complete anomaly.
"You let me pass. You let me score" I said trying to read her face.
"I fell. That's it. I just fell." she said blankly with less emotion than the Mona Lisa.
" okay well we both know that's bullshit, and even if you did fall why did you come here." I stated demanding an answer. 
"Clearly I just walked into the wrong changing room. Don't think you're that special" she snarked. My breath faltered. Now she's clearly lost feelings.
She began to walk out but that couldn't happen. I couldn't let her go. This would be the real end of us.

Seconds before she was about to step out the door I grabbed her arm preventing her from leaving.
"Katie, why did you do it." I wasn't talking about the match. She knew that.
"let's sit down." she said while pulling me to a bench. She sighed as she began. Katie explained that she noticed the hate we got for our age gap as she was 6 years older and she thought it was getting to me. She stated that she thought that ending things with me would make it better and that I would move on, but through the four months of no contact, she saw how I didn't post on social media anymore unless it was for football, and that I had deleted most of my posts.

When the team came in I quickly got my stuff and we went to my apartment to carry on talking, eventually we got close to each other after a long and painful discussion and we agreed to take it slow, but that we both wanted to get back together. As the evening went on, Katie stayed the night in our bed and slept in some clothes she had left behind. We held each other all night and agreed that we would never end our relationship so abruptly ever again. "y/n i'm so sorry for what I did to you but just know I love you always and forever" Katie whispered to me as i slowly drifted off to sleep.

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A/N: I loved writing this one but it took so long omg but anyways there's a few of the stories that i might do a part 2 on but im not sure yet! guys im open to requests !!