Ella's POV:The next few weeks felt like something out of a dream. Between my shifts at the hospital and Leah's packed schedule with training and matches, our lives were far from simple, but somehow, we made it work. In the rush of London life, we'd steal quick moments together—coffee breaks, late-night phone calls, even the occasional breakfast at a quiet café in Notting Hill before our days took us in opposite directions. Each stolen moment brought a sense of calm I hadn't realized I needed.One Friday night, we found a quiet spot on Primrose Hill. The view was breathtaking: London's iconic skyline stretching across the horizon, and the evening lights beginning to twinkle in the early dusk. Leah had brought a blanket, and we lay side by side, soaking in the moment, wrapped in the glow of the city lights."I've lived in London all my life," Leah murmured, her gaze fixed on the skyline. "But it feels different tonight."I turned to look at her, seeing the familiar landmarks reflected in her eyes. "Different, how?"She smiled softly, glancing at me. "Like home. I think it feels like home because you're here."My heart stuttered, warmth blossoming as I realized how deeply her words resonated with me. "I get that," I whispered. "I've moved so many times I thought I'd never feel at home anywhere. But here I am."Leah turned onto her side, her face inches from mine, her eyes filled with an intensity that made the whole city fade away. "Ella, I don't know where this is going, but I know I want it. I want to see what this can be... with you."Her words made my heart race, the weight of her honesty settling in between us like a warm promise."I want that too," I replied, lacing my fingers with hers.We lay there for a while, hands intertwined, watching the night come alive around us. But after a few moments, Leah's fingers tightened around mine, her gaze drifting to my lips. And before I knew it, she was leaning closer, her eyes searching mine for permission. I nodded, barely able to breathe, my heart pounding as I felt her lips brush softly against mine.The kiss was gentle, warm, and filled with all the unspoken feelings between us. It was a kiss that felt like a beginning, and as our lips met and parted, I felt a quiet thrill settle in my chest. When we finally pulled back, both of us smiling shyly, I knew things between us had changed, deepened in a way I couldn't fully explain."That was..." Leah started, her voice soft."Perfect," I finished, a little breathless, squeezing her hand in mine.She laughed, pulling me closer, and we stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other's warmth under the London sky.
Leah's POV:The morning after, I woke up feeling a lightness I hadn't felt in years. Our kiss replayed in my mind, and I couldn't shake the smile that lingered. But as I laced up my boots for training, a small pang of nerves hit me. I hadn't told anyone about how serious things had become with Ella—not even Beth. I wanted to keep this for myself a little longer, but I also felt like I was ready to share this part of my life.After practice, Beth and I headed to a café tucked away in Camden. She eyed me as we sat down, a knowing look on her face as I tried to play it cool, failing miserably."Alright, spill," Beth teased, leaning back with a grin. "You've had that 'someone special' smile all week."I laughed, realizing there was no use hiding it from her. "Fine, fine. I've been seeing someone... Ella. And it's serious."Beth's grin widened. "Finally! I haven't seen you this happy in ages, Leah. She's good for you; anyone can see it."A rush of relief flooded me. "Yeah, she really is." I paused, feeling my heart race. "Honestly, Beth... I think I might be falling for her."Beth's expression softened, and she reached across the table, giving my hand a squeeze. "You deserve this, Leah. She's incredible, and you're right where you're supposed to be."Hearing her say that grounded me, and any lingering doubts faded away. Ella was becoming more than just someone special; she was becoming someone I wanted by my side, no matter what.
Ella's POV:A few days later, Leah surprised me by inviting me to one of her matches at Emirates Stadium. I'd only ever watched her on TV, but being there in person was electric. The energy of the crowd, the roar when Arsenal scored—it was something I'd never experienced. And watching Leah command the field, strong and focused, gave me a pride that was overwhelming.After the game, I waited just outside the locker room, feeling out of place amidst the fans. But when Leah finally emerged, her face lit up as soon as she saw me. Without a moment's hesitation, she pulled me into a tight hug, her warmth and the excitement from the match lingering around her."I'm so glad you came," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper."Of course I did. You were amazing out there," I replied, feeling my cheeks flush as I caught her gaze.She pulled back, looking at me with such intensity that I could feel my heart racing. "Come on," she said, taking my hand and leading me through the winding streets of North London until we found a quiet pub with a cozy corner booth. As we sat down, I could tell there was something on her mind."Ella," she started, her voice calm but serious. "I don't know what the future holds... our lives are both a bit of a whirlwind. But I know I want you in mine. I don't want to hide this. I want you to be a part of my life—fully."Her words filled me with a warmth that spread from my chest all the way to my fingertips. In this bustling city, in a pub filled with strangers, I felt like I was exactly where I needed to be.I reached for her hand, squeezing it gently. "I want that too, Leah. Whatever comes next, we'll face it together."We sat there, hand in hand, as the sounds of London buzzed around us, and in that quiet corner, I knew we'd found something rare. The city felt smaller, warmer, like it was holding us close. And as we made our way home, walking through the city's twinkling lights, it felt like we'd both found a place to belong—in London, and in each other.
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unexpected love (Leah Williamson)
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