18 Yr old Madeline Torres is on the USWNT and recently signed with Arsenal W.F.C. As soon as she joins she instantly clicks with the team, except one person. Leah Williamson. Is there any particular reason the defender doesn't want to get close with...
Leah drove us home, when we entered the house amanda went straight to her room, we were all exhausted. All the walking made me feel tired and sleepy at the same time. But i had a really fun time, it was our last day here and we were leaving later during the day so we had to take it all in. I loved seeing where leah grew up and how different it was from where I grew up.
"I could fall asleep right now..." i said walking into our room, i held up my little longhorn and stared at it. "You know...it lowkey does look like you.." i sat up and smiled at leah.
"It does not." she smiled and closed the door, she settled down the bags she had been carrying.
"It does...i took a photo of him in the car- i swear it does look like you."
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𝓘𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓶 𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼
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I smiled looking down at my phone.
"You might want to start packing...and here's your brand new outfit that you're gonna look so good in because i was the one that picked it." leah handed me the bag.
I groaned and laid on the bed. "Can't we pack...like...later?" i said rubbing my own thighs. "My legs are literally gonna die."
"Stop being dramatic." leah smiled and threw her bear at me.
I caught it and placed it to the side. "I'm not being dramatic they really do feel sore..."
"Really?" leah looked at me.
"Yes.."
"Okay..." leah walked over to me.
"What are you-" I tried sitting up again but i felt her grabbing my leg and lifting it up. "Wha- Leah..."
"What? You said it hurts?"
"Yeah- that didn't mean to yank it harder.." i scoffed.
"Okay, i'll be careful...i'm gonna give you a massage so...scoot up." leah tapped my leg. I tried scooting up more and i felt her undo the laces on my sneakers. She took them off and made me point my toes forward. "Does that hurt?" she put pressure on the calves.
