Obviously fake smiling ~ A Newcastle United Fanfiction

Chapter 2

Sean Longstaff's Point of View

12th September 2024

Another trainingday today, and it was currently lunchbreak. Sven, Harvey, Anthony, Alex, Bruno, Joey (Joelinton), Joe (Willock) and us (me), were going out together. All the others were doing the same in smaller groups. Or, well... everyone except one. I felt sorry to see Emil Krafth sit back all by himself. "Do you wanna come with us Krafthy?" I asked with a cheerful smile. He looked up at me with tired eyes, then smiled. "No thanks, I'm not that hungry." he said, sounding genuine, but something seeming off in my eyes. That smile... it didn't look right to me. I mean, it looked like his usual smile, but the past few days, it's looked different. "Are you okay?" I asked sudddenly, not even bothering to check if anyone was listening in. "Yeah, I'm fine. You guys go out and have fun." he spoke, making the fake smile less obvious, but me knowing that too well, could tell that it was fake. I felt a slight ache in my heart, knowing that something was going on with him. I sat down next to him, feeling like I needed to know what was happening. "You can talk to me..." I said, trying to make him tell me what was going on with him at the moment. "No, just go, I'm fine." he said, smiling, and looking a bit away from me. "No, 'cause now I'm worried. You gotta tell me." I said. "You have enough on your mind," he started saying, looking straight into my eyes. "besides, I don't want you to get involved." Emil said firmly. "But--" I tried saying. "Sean." he said, starting to look frustrated. "Please, just go." he said. I sighed- giving up- nodded and got up to leave. As I was leaving to go with the others, I ran into Jacob Murphy- not literally. He smiled at me and peaked over my shoulder and saw Emil. "He's not coming with you?" Jacob asked confusedly, yet smiling at the same time. "He didn't wan to." I explained, feeling a bit worried, but also unsure of if he was okay or not. "Wanna come with me Krafthy?" Jacob asked with a cheery tone, but a worried smile. "I'm not hungry." Emil said, it honestly seeming like a lie, but no one probably would be able to tell, appearently except for me and Murphy. "Oh, bullshit, you haven't eaten anything today, have you?" he said, sounding a mixture of sad and dissapointed. "I have eaten. Why can't you just trust me in that?" Emil asked, looking frustrated. "You're coming with me." Jacob almost demanded. "No! I don't want--" Emil got cut off when his phone rang. "One second." he spoke as he picked up the call. "Jag trodde att jag sa åt dig att lämna mig ifred?" Emil said, suddenly speaking Swedish, so we didn't understand. He sounded mad. "Ja, nej, lämna mig ifred annars ringer jag polisen." he continued to half shout into the phone. Alex Isak walked in looking shocked by whatever Emil was saying, him being a Swede as well knew what he was saying afterall. "Håll käften, jag vill inte lyssna på din skit längre, dra åt helvete." he said, hanging up before the other could speak. "Woah... Emil, you good?" Alex asked. "Yeah, just trying to get someone out of my life." Krafth said with a small laugh. "Yeah, I heard. Damn bro." Isak said shocked. Me and Murphy still wondering what the actual fuck just happened.