This Is Our Year.

Chapter Six: Control.

I just stood there waiting for things to happen. In my head I didn't know what I was doing, I mean when you're faced with meeting lots of very hot and attractive men you're brain basically is going to ruin it for you. You want to be all calm, cool and collected and your brain is like "oh hell no, you are going to land on the floor and roll around screaming their names repeatedly." Yeah this I do not appreciate. Mark was stood in front of me and we walked onto the pitch. This was a strange feeling in itself because it was Astroturf, not grass. But they played so well on it, much faster paced game and they didn't slip when in a scrum.

"Steve!" called Mark. Steve Borthwick, Saracens right hand man, captain of the team came jogging over towards us. Lindsay come on girl you can keep it together, you have to, brain, fuck off.

"You alright Mark?" he asked him politely. "Is this the famous Lindsay?" oh my god he knows my name.

"Yes, yes it is, now we want her to meet all the players because that's what is best for you guys and her, you need to build relationships with her. Anything you want to do must to be run by her before the all clear is given. You understand that right?" he questioned.

"Understood, hey Lindsay, how are you? Oh and happy birthday," Steve said as he leant down to give me a kiss on the cheek. Yeah I'm proper short; I'm only 5'6.

"Thanks and I'm great thanks, how are you?" I replied fairly calmly.

"That's good then, I've already introduced your parents and two friends to the team, it appears there is a relationship that the team didn't know about." He mentioned.

"Lexi and Richard? Yeah. Did she run up to him and kiss him?" I asked.

"You could put it that way, yes!" Steve chuckled. I smiled and giggled a little.

"Steve what I suggest you do is get a small group, 3-4 of you not including yourself and meet Lindsay that way." Mark suggested.

"Yeah sounds good, okay let me just go and inform the lads," he replied and off he ran back towards the team who were huddled together talking and occasionally looking over towards me.

"You handled that very well! I'd have expected you to be on the floor!" exclaimed Mark.

"Yeah trust me I thought I was going to be on the floor!" I replied with a smile. Steve came bounding back over towards us. I quickly glanced towards the team who were now stood in groups of four.

"Right, Lindsay are you ready?" he asked.

"No!" I replied.

"Haha, I'll leave you to it," chuckled Mark and walked back inside.

"Ah come on, you won't pass out, it'll be fine!" he said as we began walking to the first group of lads. I didn't even know what I was going to say, I mean what are you meant to say to four famous guys? I can't just stand there and be awkward can I? That is just not a cool thing to do.

"Right lads, you all know that this is Lindsay, and you all know it's her birthday and she now effectively owns us!" Steve began. "So this is..."

"Mo, Chris, Jackson and Duncan," I interrupted.

"How did you know that?" asked Mo as he gave me a hug.

"I've followed you guys for years, I don't just support Saracens because you're all very attractive!" I exclaimed. They all laughed and each gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Me and Steve then began to walk to the next group of lads.

"You handled that extremely well, you're a natural!" Steve told me.

"Aha thanks, this isn't as bad as I thought, but in saying that I haven't met Owen yet," I replied.

"Got a little crush on him do you?" he asked.

"Major, Steve, I'm like proper in love with him..." I said seriously.

"You never know what could happen Lindsay, he is single!" he stated. OH MY FUCKING GOD WHAT. SERIOUSLY, HOLY FUCKING JESUS. Yeah breathe Lindsay.

Steve introduced me to everyone and there was only four left to meet. Owen Farrell, Ben Spencer, Chris Ashton and Brad Barritt. We approached them and my heart was in my mouth...