All The Small Things You Do | Katie McCabe.

Never too old for a temper tantrum.

Tatum stormed out of her room, phone tightly grasped in her hand, wincing as her door slammed shut behind her. Stomping down the hallway with only one destination in mind.

Get Leah to sort out her little Irish friend.

Who takes someone's shirt they've just worn in a match?

No.

Who takes someone's shirt they've just worn in a match where they WON the European championships?

Katie McCabe, apparently.

She reached Leah's room and knocked and knocked without stopping till Leah dragged her door open with an angry frown.

"Got nothing going right in your life again?" Tatum questioned at the sight of her friends notorious frown with a small laugh before walking past Leah, entering her room. "Y'alright?" She greeted Beth when she found the other Arsenal player sitting on Leah's bed, eating a Big Mac.

"Hiya, mate." Beth spoke out, mouth half full of burger.

"As the fuck if you two went to Maccies without me!" Tatum complained as she took a second to take in the Maccies bags thrown on the bed, Beth just shrugging and pointed at Leah.

Leah pushed past Tatum and sat back on her bed next to Beth, going back to her Nuggets. "I tried to ask you, but you weren't even making noises when we got back, you were just grunting like a little creature. Didn't dare poke the beast."

"I would have been nice if I knew it was Maccies!"

"Well, snooze you lose. What can we do you for, Madders?" Beth chipped in, knowing if she didn't interrupt the two, then Tatum and Leah would keep this going for hours.

Tatum, as if she remembered the actual reason she was there, widened her eyes and got her messages up on her phone, pulling up the picture Katie had sent her, zooming in slightly to hide a bit of the girls legs. She's mad but she's still a gentlewoman. "You're little Irish friend has my shirt hostage!" She shouted as she held her phone out to the girls, showing them the proof.

Leah brushed her hands on her knees and took the phone off of Tatum, smiling before showing Beth. "Did you give it her? What do you want us to do?" She asked as she passed the phone back to Tatum.

Tatum looked at the two girls in confusion. How are they not freaking out. "GET IT BACK!" She shouted, showing them the phone again as if they wouldn't have seen the picture clear enough the first time.

"How'd she get it?" Leah asked calmly before putting another nugget in her mouth.

Tatum licked her lips slowly, unsure how much she wants to reveal to the two. She knows if Beth knows, Viv will know, Steph will know, and so on. Beth is the source of all gossip in that team. "She...slept over." Tatum said, lacking confidence in her words.

Beth giggled softly. "Was it a naked sleepover?"

"There was clothes on..."

"Tatum." Leah spoke firmly.

"At the start." Tatum finished, letting out a sigh. She could never keep secrets.

"So it was..." Beth probed.

"Okay, fine, we had sex, fine. I said help herself to whatever she needs, but normal people would take like some shorts and a hoodie. What did she take? MY SHIRT." Tatum expressed, met with silence from the two girls. "Why are neither of you saying anything?"

The two blondes looked at each other with grins covering their face. Tatum meltdowns were some of the most entertaining to watch. The girl is usually so calm she may as well be horizontal, so with how rare they are, they're twice as entertaining.

"I mean, I don't know what you want us to do?"

Tatum groaned before throwing herself between the girls, laying down between them as the two sat up. "Fix it, please." She said in a sigh.

Leah smirked. "I told you, I'm not taking care of anymore of your hookups."

"Oh my god, that was one time, let it go." Tatum groaned. "Please, please, please."

Beth held her hand up. "Wait, anymore of her hookups?"

"It's nothin-"

"TK was back home for a week and I was staying with her for the night because we were going out." Leah interrupted Tatum to explain to Beth, grin on her face. "We went home together, and somehow between the space of me going to sleep and waking up, TK had invited a girl over, slept with her, and then went out for a run. Didn't tell me, anyway. A headsup would have been nice. Next thing I know I'm in the kitchen, some girl walks in in TK's Barca hoodie and I end up taking her to the nearest train station. TK walks in like an hour later, turns out she went to Maccies for breakfast and had forgot she had a girl here."

Beth covered her mouth and looked at Tatum. "Oh baby Madders, that's bad."

"It was one time." Tatum repeated.

Leah watched Tatum between them. She loved the girl with all her heart, she was like a little sister to her. And that soft spot in her heart didn't want Tatum to be annoyed anymore. She knows Katie will give it back to her at some point. This will all be part of the brunette's game. She's thought for a while Tatum and Katie could be good for each other. They're both wind ups, but Tatum's more relaxed personality would balance out Katie's loud and extrovert one. "Okay, come on. I'll Facetime her." Leah said as she wiped her hand again before grabbing her own phone and clicking the facetime button next to her and Katie's message chain.

"Y'alright, Williamson?" Katie greeted as the video call connected.

"Katie, will you give TK her shirt back, please?" Leah said with a sigh, glancing down to her side to see Beth now laying down with Tatum, her arms wrapped around her being the bigger spoon.

Katie let out a loud laugh. "Is she there now?"

Leah chuckled. "What do you think?"

"Put her on." Katie demanded, waiting as Leah passed her phone down to Tatum who lay there with Beth still wrapped around her, glare on her face. "What's up, buttercup?"

"Please give me my shit back." Tatum asked with a sigh.

"You said to help myself to what I wanted?"

Tatum squinted. "So you chose an England shirt which has an hour's worth of sweat on it?"

"It adds extra flavour."

"Katie, that's disgusting!" Beth shouted from her position.

Katie laughed at her own joke. "Alright. Alright. You can have it back...but you've got to come get it."

"I go back to Spain tomorrow, how's that happening then?"

"Well, I guess now...you have a reason to come back sooner."

Leah's like an annoyed mum. Grumpy girl. How are you guys feeling about this?

Also how fucking long has this week been, Jesus Christ.