Alex's POV;
Alex opens the door redundantly and sees a beautiful, tall, tan women. With long, jet black locks and green eyes.
Alex's jaw drops at the sight of her, "What's your name?" The striker asks flatly. Crossing her arms.
"Angelina" The girl responds, sliding into the apartment past Alex.
"Hold on a minute" Alex spits back, basically fuming.
The striker darts to the bedroom & turns the light on. She nudges Tobin harshly and the midfielder grumbles.
"Tobin," Alex states angrily, her jaw tensing up. "Tobin. Get up" She speaks loudly, shoving her again.
Tobin sits up and reaches for Alex's waist pulling her onto the bed with her.
"Come cuddle baby" Tobin's groggy voice mumbles in a soft whisper.
"No. Tobin, get up. Right now" Alex shouts, climbing off Tobin.
Tobin's eyes open wide now as her brows furrow. Alex darts out of the room in anger.
"You're Tobin's girlfriend?" Alex asks, as she paces back and forth infront of the girl.
"Yes, why?" The french women asks, folding her arms over her chest.
"She's never mentioned you before, you obviously aren't of very much importance and I think it's very rude for you to-" Alex goes on a mini rant. Annoyed and angered at the thought of Tobin being with anyone but her.
She stops as she feels Tobin's arms around her waist and the familiar soft pink lips on her neck.
"Tobin" Alex says, pulling out of the older girls grasp.
Tobin looks at her in confusion, but then her gaze turns to Angelina and her eyes widen.
"Wh- what are you doing here?" Tobin asks, shaking her head and furrowing her brows.
"I came to see you," Angelina shoots back. "And I walk in to see this?!" She shouts, motioning her hand between Alex and Tobin.
Tobin bursts out in laughter and Alex is pissed. She doesn't think anything about what's going on is funny.
"What's so funny, Tobin!" Alex yells, pushing Tobin.
"This girl is absolutely delusional! That's what's so funny! We had a one night stand months ago and she's been following me ever since!" Tobin laughs, motioning towards the french women.
"You followed me all the way to Portland?!" Tobin asks, laughing even harder now."Tobin, you love me! We're together! Don't you remember?" Angelina shouts.
"Uh- no. I love Alex" Tobin says, pointing at Alex.
Alex is still confused about the whole situation and just figures it's best to stay quiet at this point.
"Can you get out of our apartment?" Tobin asks, not really in question form. But more of an order.
"I came all the way to Portland for you and this is how you treat me?!" The french girl shoots back angrily.
Tobin stops laughing & Alex can see her relaxed features, becoming rigid.
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Uncertainty
FanfictionTobin and Alex's connection on and off the pitch was undeniable. But what happens when the connection gets deeper than both of them expected?