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A week later, Niall and I traveled to Blackpool.

I tried to go there and close Mason's transfer earlier than this, but Emma kept telling me to wait a few days.

I explained the situation to Mason and his agent, and they luckily understood. I think the fact that Mason knows and trusts me played a huge role there.

There's only four days left of the transfer period, including today. So we really need to make this quick. I don't want to disappoint anyone.

The first person who would be upset about this not working out like it should would be me. But I refuse to let that happen.

We traveled by train, like last time. I'm so thankful Niall is coming with me. Right now, I would be feeling a lot more nervous if I was alone.

This time, as it's just the two of us, we told Bill we didn't care about sharing a room at the hotel.

We don't like to spend the club's money on something we don't need, and don't really want. We just made sure the room had separate individual beds, so Mr Kenwright doesn't suspect anything, which I believe worked.

And it's not like Niall and I have ever been that intimate anyway.

It's not like I've ever been that intimate with anyone.

Him and I actually talked about it the afternoon before telling Bill we were okay with just one room.

Our plans aren't doing anything intimate we haven't done before. We just know that, if we had separate rooms, we would both get the urge to go to the other's room. Because we want to spend time together. So we basically don't need to pay for two rooms.

In addition, no one will make rumors about this, since nobody is going to know.

After arriving at Blackpool, the first thing we did was take a taxi and get to the hotel. We were going to the same hotel as last time.

"Home sweet home." Niall chuckled when we got out of the taxi.

"Always a great place to be in." I said ironically, and let out a small laugh. "Niall, sunglasses." I then realized and reminded him.

"You're right." He said, and we both put on our sunglasses.

Yes, it's winter, and there's no sun. But it is very likely that we are recognized here if we don't do anything to avoid it, especially me.

Some minutes later, we were inside the hotel. We didn't tell the taxi driver to leave us exactly where the hotel is, just in case.

"Good evening. We had a room booked." I told the receptionist.

"Okay, let me check." He replied. "Bill Kenwright?" He asked.

"He booked it, yeah." Niall informed the receptionist.

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