++AUTHORS NOTE RQ - just wanted to say, there's a lot of things about Harper and her life that aren't listed in the description or anything just bc i want y'all to learn them thru the story. so if you see something that you don't remember reading about ever just know it's purposeful and im not completely stupid; i just like to shock y'all ++
It's been a few weeks since me and Cari and the night in the bar. We both agreed we're not an item, simply a hookup for when she's in town. In other news my sister has just rang me up to tell me how her new club is. Her name is Grace and she's only two years younger then me at 21. She's signed with Chelsea this summer, unfortunately before I signed for Arsenal; as we both expected to be able to play together. That obviously didn't work out.
We're talking about our upcoming game against each other. It'll be both of our first games of the season and it's being held in the Emirates this year. We both agreed that we won't speak until after the game, as we bid our goodbyes I remind her that this moment even if we're on opposing teams will still be so special.
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I make my way into the Emirates, stopping to sign a few fans things and take some pictures. Even though I'm new the fans have taken quite a liking to me. A lot of fans wanted me to join the team even before this season when I was with Chelsea. I enter the locking room walking to my cubby.
I change into my uniform before making my way to the white board to see the starting lineup. Surprisingly, I'm starting as the right back. Not that I don't think I'm good enough, I just didn't expect to start my first game. Though I put in the work at practice and I know I'm more then capable.
As I finish up at the white board Jonas walks in to prep us for the game.
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I'm stood in position waiting for kick off. As the whistle blows and the Chelsea kick the ball back I push all my nerves down and prepare to work my ass off.
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The game has been pretty even, both teams fighting for the upper hand. The ball is lofted into the air towards my line, I look up seeing.. my sister running for the lob. I move into position to receive the ball. As I go to jump up heading the ball, I feel my foot shift when I land. I tumble to the ground realizing I've landed on Grace's foot; not like I was trying to or anything.
I hear her groan before she yells out, "Are you fucking joking?" I go to push myself up before I see her take a step over me and a sharp stinging sensation on the side of my forehead.. Did she actually just slice me with her blades? I first off didn't even think you could cut somebody with your shoe.. I mean like yeah, I see it if you push hard enough but you'd have to be pretty purposeful with it.
I fall onto my back rolling over and holding my forehead which is now gushing blood. I hear a lot of commotion going on, most likely our players not happy with her sticking her blades in my face. The stadium has erupted into deafening boos. I
I slowly sit up pulling my hand away to look at the blood. I look up to the commotion, having to hold back a chuckle when I see a very angry McCabe screaming at my sister. Weird.. Funny but weird that she's sticking up for me.
The medics make their way over and begin examining the cut. The whole time I'm just staring dumbfounded at my sister. She had to of known it was me, right? I ask the medics if I can continue play.
They said I can but they've got to wrap my head which I'm fine with, as long as it's not a swim cap. I glance down to my feet, feeling a little awkward at the whole situation. I'm broken out of my thoughts by a soft hand on my back. I turn my head slightly, to my surprise Caitlin is stood there leaning down, "You alright?"
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Sixteen || Caitlin Foord x OC
RomanceHarper Van Reed was the up and coming star for many. She was projected to be great, of course until she tore her ACL at Manchester City, in her very first season, before it even began... Now Harper is fully cleared and is determined to not only lift...