the football journalist || declan rice

chapter eight

Today, Dani had to make the dreaded trip to the London stadium which was something she never dreamed of feeling. Although she loved working, she really didn't feel like talking to Declan today. She knew she wouldn't have to interview him, and she wasn't even doing the live TV build up today either. Dani was just going to watch the game and write a match report once she got home so she hoped she would be in and out without even noticing him.

When she arrived at the stadium it was an hour until kick off, and she thought that hiding in one of the press conference rooms that was not in use would be a good place to be. Daniella sat down at one of the tables in the room. It felt weird for her to have nothing to do before the game, and she just wanted to calm down really. No matter how many times she told herself that she wouldn't have to see dec, she knew she would end up having to anyway. But, Dan was soon cut away from her trail of thought when the conference room door opened. Dan glanced up to see who it was but she guessed who it would be before she even looked up to see him. Of course, it was declan.

"Hey" said Declan

"How?" replied dan in an agitated yet unbelievable voice. How the fuck did he know that she was in there.

"What?" said Dec."

"How did you know I was in here?" she asked

"I saw you walk in. Plus, I knew I would be able to talk to you before the match as you're not presenting it?"

"How did you know that too?"

Dec have her a look as to say that that was a really stupid question and it took a while for Dani to catch on, but she got there eventually.

"Fucking, Joe." she muttered. "why are you stalking me anyway?"

"I'm not. I just wanted to clear the air."

"The air is clear. You can leave now."

"You've got a right attitude on you." replied Declan in an extremely cocky manner.

"Yes. Is that all now? I really should be working."

"Are you serious? I came in here to talk to you and all got can do is act like a child."

"How am I a child? Enlighten me Declan."

"The fact that you can't have a conversation with me without an attitude for one."

"Maybe I don't want to be having a conversation with you."

"Clearly you do, otherwise you wouldn't have tried to kiss me."

"Why are you arguing with me like you've known me for years, i've only ever met you a few times?"

"Yes and that's why i'm so confused Daniella. I've only met you a few times yet... doesn't matter."

"What?"

"Never mind."

"Okay." said Dani. She had no interest in what he was going to say as she really didn't want to be talking to him. Dan didn't know why she felt to agitated by talking to him when she knew deep down that he's actually done nothing wrong. Maybe she was acting this way because she knew that they shouldn't have kissed, and being hostile would push him away from her.

She was now stood in the conference room. With Declan. In silence. She had the chance to think about how the conversation just panned out, and maybe she could have been slightly nicer to him. He genuinely seemed hurt by the way Dan was reacting to the whole situation, and Dani was overcome with instant regret.

"Okay? Really, that is all you have to say. Look, i didn't mean for what happened last week to irritate you this much. I'm sorry you feel uncomfortable with what happened, but i'm not sorry for kissing you because I really fucking wanted to since you interviewed me." said Declan.