So here I am. Back on the train to London, not by choice this time but because my dickhead of a brother miscalculated the amount of people he was driving in his car. Therefore resulting in me sitting on the 9:27 train, with a man eating a sausage roll across from me, or the sausage roll is eating him. I can't make up my mind because he seems to have more sausage roll on his face than what's made it into his mouth. Absolutely not how I wanted to spend my morning.
Now if you ask me, Morgan did this on purpose and he knew all along that he invited too many of his little mates to go in his car and didn't have the guts to tell me earlier in the week. Resulting in him 'forgetting' about his beautiful lovely sister Maddie therefore leading me to my current situation. However, Morgan will explain to me about a thousand times that he 'genuinely thought there would be enough seats' and it was a 'totally honest mistake'. Bullshit.
We cannot dwell though. Why? Because as I previously mentioned I do look beautiful today. Now I can hear what you're thinking already. Insufferable, self centred bitch. Partly you're probably not wrong, I do intend on being a bitch today, subsequently the same reason I intend to look sexy today. For one man. I know you already know who I'm talking about.
Mr looks good in a suit, way too cocky over text, insanely sarcastic, 'big shot', has nice eyes, 100% a dickhead, Harry Lewis.
Usually I would not condone putting this much effort into a man that I hate, but we can't ignore that at the end of the day he just is good looking. This little game he has me playing with him is also working a little too much in his favour at the moment. Yeah of course, everyone enjoys the chase and the game (even if it is with a boy who can piss me off just as fast as he can make me fall for him) but my mission today is to show him that I win today's round.
He might of won with that whole "Your new job is giving blowjobs" and "See you on Sunday Maddison" shit but i'm gonna win today. Why? because i've not only shown up on said Sunday (mainly for my dickhead brother...) but i'm gonna make it so he cannot take his eyes off me, and in return I intend on acting like I couldn't give less of a shit about him, like none of this ever happened and I know him from one Sidemen video, nowhere else.
I want to play him at his own game. He always has the upper hand, he knew about my embarrassing little text all along (that he still claims I faked), he calls me silly little nicknames on purpose absolutely knowing the knock on effect, and more recently he set me up with his "See you on Sunday" line, once again embarrassing me. So today he gets a taste of his own game.
On that note now I have made my intentions for the day clear, I am going to post some nice little pictures on my instagram story of me looking a little bit too good for a charity football match, sit back and relax, and watch the rest of my plan unfold.
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Let the games begin.
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Once I arrived at the football ground, which was one uber and a 10 minute walk away might I add, I situated myself near my brother's friends. Mainly because I don't really know anyone here, i'm not a London local therefore i'm not really 'in' with much of the big creators, i've just got some friends from home that i've known since high school, and honestly i'm 100% okay with that. I know Morgans friends pretty well so in no time me and Freddie are sparking up a conversation about fuck knows what, but I do know somewhere down the line it's gonna come back to football and i'm going to have to use my limited knowledge on Manchester United to keep the conversation going.
Everyone began coming out and shaking hands with each other. I was quite close to the pitch, like the second row from the front. So my eyes instantly met with my brother shooting him a big smile while mouthing "Relaxxx, just have fuunnn" and him mouthing "Fuck off Maddie" while smiling and laughing back to me, signalling my message had been received and he was indeed going to try relax and definitely have fun.
My eyes then gazed slowly towards Harry. And I seemed to have caught his attention when he watched my brother laugh with me moments ago, therefore leading his eyes to connect with mine. Firstly his eyes looked hungry, they panned over my face, and my hair, and my outfit countless times before they finally met with my eyes again. While he took this opportunity to basically mentally undress me I take in his appearance. His fluffy hair, his eyes, his... well his everything. He's just hot okay? I'm getting off track. Snap the fuck out of it Maddie. This is all Harry's fault if he didn't make eye contact with me none of these thoughts would be in my head right now.
On my return to reality I'm met with a different Harry. This Harry had a cocky little grin on his face which decided to come with an equally as cocky wink, what a lovely 2 for 1 offer! Offically out of my trance I roll my eyes towards Harry, which only causes him to smirk at me more.
Mr cocky's current behaviour led me to break eye contact with him and engage in another conversation with Freddie. While Freddie waffles to me about his score predictions for the game (he said 4-6 to the Sidemen by the way), I take a side glance back towards Harry to see him looking a little bit pissed off. Maddie 1, Harry's ego, 0. God this is gonna be good.
The referee blew his whistle inferring that the game had kicked off and I had to pretend to know what was going on for the next hour and half. My lack of understanding towards football resulted in me glancing towards Harry a little bit more than I would like to admit, mentally adding Mr looks insanely attractive when playing football to my constantly growing list of ways to describe him. Between my daydreaming, attempt to understand the game, making sure I cheered when Freddie cheered, and trying to find my brother on the pitch amongst all the other people who were dressed in the same outfit as him, the first half was over before I knew it.
The second half was literally the same as the first, except Harry scored. Normally I would announce that his ego absolutely did not need this, but today it will, especially when I'm done with him. And after he celebrated with his team you wouldn't believe who his eyes found in the crowd. Mine. Well first they found Freddie's, which caused him to kick my leg, to get my attention, to then cast my eyes onto Harry. He was doing that goofy, stupid grin as to say "how fucking good am I" "Good job" I mouth back in a some what sarcastic manner towards Harrys direction, causing him to chuckle and turn to his team again, which made me to smile. Fucking hell Maddie talking to him was not part of the plan let alone smiling at him.
"Whats his game Mads he's been eye fucking you the second you sat down" Freddie whispered, snapping me out of my own thoughts.
"You really want to know" I sighed making him laugh.
The referee blew his full time whistle, which tells me the game is over, the sidemen won, and the after party begins. I express this same excitement towards Freddie who seems equally as eager as me to find the bar, which then results in us both laughing at each others enthusiasm about having a fucking drink.
During this moment I can feel a particular pair of eyes burn into my back, and when I turn I am faced with a very pissed off looking Harry. Now for someone who just won a football game, scored a winning goal, and raised a shit ton of money for charity he should not be looking this angry. In fact every time I've caught him looking at me while I've been talking to Freddie he's seemed a bit irritated, maybe even a bit jealous?
Oh god, its just clicked, surely he doesn't think there's something between... Oh my fucking god he thinks I've been flirting with Freddie all day instead of him. I mean come on Harry he's my little brothers best mate, I really thought you were smarter than this. Although not that it should matter if I was flirting with Freddie anyway right? I mean Harry borderline hates me. However THIS little situation just made my day, and this game, a whole lot better.
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FINALLY an update. I am so aware of the timeline and how like not everything matches up with real events that happened, but just use your imaginations pls xxxx. Slightly longer chapter as well because of my lack in updating, think my next few chapters are going to be on Maddie and Harry properly meeting for the first time, ALLLL that fun stuff. So if there is anything you guys think I should add pls pls comment it, are you all into spicy scenes or is that a heavy no because if enough of you are I MIGHT give it a go 😭😭😭
Ok update, I published this chapter like a day ago and I fucking hated it so I've just gone through and like hopefully made it better?
As always, thanks for reading (it's not been properly edited, pls be kind), vote and comment if you're enjoying it. Luv yas <333 xxxxxxx
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