Two truths and a lie | Cole Palmer

Chapter Four

A few weeks had passed.

It was international week before the Euros were due to begin and England were playing Bosnia and Herzegovina. I had come with Phil. The night before the game, the team was staying in a hotel in London together. It was extremely fancy and I couldn't have been prouder of my brother for achieving so much so that I could benefit.

Training and playing for England had gotten complicated over the past few months since Cole had been called up to play for England. The usual 200 mile difference between him and Phil didn't matter and they were forced to be somewhat civil. No one knew what went down between them and Phil wouldn't even explain it to me.

"You don't get it Y/n! He betrayed me" he had told Y/n the night of the argument.

There was a meal the night before in a fancy restaurant - reserved for the England team and their families. It was a posh hall with gorgeous wooden carved tables dotted around the room and a large fountain and plants in the centre. I had never seen anything like it.

One the starters had been collected after we had eaten them, I excused myself to go to the toilet. The bathrooms were located outside the hall, and as I went to open the door to enter the girls bathroom I heard my name.

"Y/n" I knew that voice. I turned to see Cole had just walked out of the men's bathroom opposite. We were out of sight of the hall.

"How could you?" I was angry. I still couldn't believe he had hooked up with my best friend. "You knew we were friends and you-"

"What are you talking about?" He sounded confused but I knew he was lying.

"You know exactly who I'm talking about" I almost shouted, it was hard not to. I had been trying to keep my distance ever since we arrived. "Mia is my best friend"

"Mia?" A look of revelation crossed his face. "As in-"

"The girl you hooked up with? Yea. That Mia" I felt like crying. "Take it out on my brother not me!" I stormed into the bathroom and slammed the door and cried.

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Later that night I was lay in my hotel room watching game of thrones when I got a phone call.

"Phil this better be worth it! Rob Stark is about to die and your interrupting me" I sighed as I picked up the phone.

"Y/n shut the fuck up you've rewatched it like a thousand times" he sounded upset. "Did you speak to Cole earlier?"

"Yea-" he cut me off before I could continue.

"Why Y/n? I told you not to talk to him. You don't know what he did" he sounded frustrated and angry.

"I'm sorry Phil. If it makes you feel better I nearly screamed at him for hooking up with my best friend" I told him.

"Brilliant so he can't get one girl so he goes and fucks the other" I heard him mutter to himself. What did he mean?

"Phil?" I asked.

"Leave me alone" he ended the call abruptly and I was left to look up the screen and watch as Catelyn Starks throat was slit.

What did he mean that he couldn't fuck one girl and fucked the other? Did he mean me?