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Communication

Abby's Pov
"Why is he such a prick?" I ask Ana. "He's all over me about picking between arsenal and chelsea when he knows how hard of a decision that is for me. Sometimes i think he forgets im his boss." she laughs at that, leaning back in her seat and staring out the window of our moving car. "Hes extremely good at his job, which just happens to mean being the biggest pain in your ass to keep you accountable, thats why you dont fire him and he knows hes good, which is why hes a dick" she says laughing at the end.

"And when did you start using english slang? Prick? Thats the least Canadian thing i think you've ever said. You sound dumb." She says still laughing thinking that shes funny.

"You know when your English ass came to America and Canada I didn't make fun of you for speaking Canadian slang, like bud, buddy or you bender. Can you imagine how stupid you sounded with your prissy English accent speaking like a hockey boy." I say seriously as the car pulls up to our house.

Theres fuck tones of cars outside. "Did jess tell you she was having people over?" Ana asks. "Nope. Im gonna kill her ass." I say walking towards our hudge house.

The one rule i put in place when we all moved in together was that we always communicate with each other especially about when people are over. I dont wanna walk in with Ana and be talking about my bank accounts or our next clothing launch when we have someone that doesnt know about me over.

"You really should go to the game this weekend. Even if you dont pick what team you want to support you can cheer on jess and maybe pick some players that you like, to maybe design their own lines." Ana says as we walk through our front door. "Yeah maybe" i say taking off my shoes and looking down at all the other pairs that cover almost our whole entry way.

As we begin walking down the short hall the voices get louder. "Dont get to mad at her you have a calvin klein shoot in an hour that we need to get you ready for." She says as we walk into our living room and are greeted with way to many faces.

The whole fucking WSL is in our living room. I recognize Katie, Caitlin and their child Kyra. I also see Kristie which means Sam is probably here somewhere.

I smile at the fimilar faces but it quickly fades as i glance around and realize there are over 30 people just in this room right now, all staring at me like a bomb is about to go off, the room is dead silent.

"Whos ready to par-" an unsuspecting Sam Kerr walks out of my kitchen and quickly reads the room. "Jessie, um.... Abbys home. Did you perhaps tell her you were having people over?" She says in a low tone but it carries because of how quiet everyone is.

"Oh fuck" i hear a mutter from the kitchen. "How mad does she look from one to ten?" Jessie asks Sam. "Um.... 10?" Sam answers honestly. I walk up to the aussie. "Sam can you give us a moment perhaps?" I ask her quite nicely considering my mood.

Im not an angry person but when i get to a point, i go off like a rocket. And today has been a long ass day. "I would love to" the aussie answers and goes to sut beside her girlfriend as i walk into the kitchen and close the door.

I turn to see a very scared looking jessie fleming. "Im sorry it totally skipped my mind it was supposed to be a sma-" she starts rambling and i cut her off. My voice is loud there is no doubt the people in our living room can hear us.

"Can it fleming, i have had a long fucking day, Steven is up my ass about what players to pick and what team to sponsor, 5 million fucking people want to talk to me, my email is glitching because of how many people are trying to get a hold of me, i havent slept, the press are still on me about you know what because i havent said a single thing about it, and its my fucking business so i dont know why everyone cares, and i have a celvin klein shoot in" i check my watch "45 minutes and the whole WSL is sitting in my living room, and im yelling at my roommate when i should be trying to shave every inch of my body and be bald. I dont care that they are here, actually the opposite im glad that your branching out and making friends as well as using this big ass house for something fun. But please just text me next time okay?" I say calming down a lot.

I look around at our hudge house, im honestly suprised people dont question how we afford it.

"Im so sorry abs i know how much pressure you are under right now and im sooo sorry for adding to it. It was just supposed to be Sam, Kristie, Katie and Caitlin but Kyra was whining about not being invited"

"I WAS NOT" i hear the aussie yell from the living room cutting jessie off.

She just rolls her eyes and keeps talking. "But she had plans with leah, beth viv, lia and alessia so we invited them and then it kind of grew from there." She says out of breath.

"Its okay" i say smiling at my adorable best friend.

I lower my voice below a wisper. "Majority of those girls are on my sponsor list that steven gave me so feel them out for me will ya?" I ask her

"of course" she says smiling at me as we grab some of the plastic cups we keep around and a whole bunch of alcohol and exit the kitchen.

Everyone starts up conversation pretending that they weren't listening. Ana is sat talking to viv, beth and a blonde girl that im pretty sure is called leah. Ana checks her watch and looks back at me. "Fuck we gotta get shaving" she says staring at me. "Who's fucking idea was it to shoot in lingerie at night in England in the beginning of October." I say to myself but to everyone.

I feel some of them scan my body probably wondering what it looks like underneath the suit that im currently wearing. I am the first world class model to be absolutely ripped, im built like lucy bronze but with bigger arms, i have abs like hers too.

I feel eyes on me that are slightly stronger then the others and i turn to make eye contact with leah williamson. The minute our eyes meet she breaks out into a smirk. Lovely shes one of those football gays.

I feel Ana pull my arm up the stairs. "JESS CAN YOU GET ME AND ANA TICKETS TO YOUR GAME THIS WEEKEND, THANK YOU LOVE YOU" i shout as im getting pulled up my stairs.

I get all bald and put on a short sleeveless silk red dress that makes my arms look amazing. Ana is in her same dress pants and blouse combo she is always rocking.

"You look hot" she says to be as i do a spin for her.

"To bad you arent going on a date" she says smirking at me. "You know im not ready, and i do not do one night stands" i say firmly. "And no one interests me"

"leah williamson seeemed to like what she saw, and ive heard shes lovely." Ana says always seeing the best in people.

"She gives player vibes i dont like it" i say exiting my room while fumbling with my heels down the stairs. "Whatever you say" she says letting it go. I will not fall into the trap of a Player.