Collison (Fernando Torres Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4

I walked down to Rafa. I could walk because the bus hadn’t started moving yet because of the doctor issue and Rafa being busy.

“Hi Rafa, I am Ally and I think I can help you with this issue, I am a doctor, well not exactly one but an intern, I can help you till the doctor comes back” I offered

His eyes brightened.                                                             

“Of course you can be the new doctor for the time being, thank you, Ally” he said

“No problem” I said

“You should come with me to get your kit, now” he told me

I walked with him into Anfield and then he showed me the doctor’s room. I wasn’t exactly sure if I was dreaming or not, I loved it. The room has a medium sized desk with a chair. It had a computer on a desk. Behind the chair was a rack of files with player names on it. Wow, was I actually getting a job and not just a small one, at Anfield. Anyways, I got the kit, which was a hand bag. It was heavy though.

“You’ll work in this room, however you will also come to the field occasionally, during training” he explained

“Okay” I said

Now I wanted to go back, afraid that someone might take my place to sit with Fernando Torres. I didn’t want to lose a minute which I would spend with him.

“Got it?” he asked

“Yes, I think I can handle it” I assured

“Let’s go, then” he said

I followed him back to the buses. Was this really my luck? Thinking about my life made me think about the perfect worlds I imagined. Useless. Wastage of Time. I was living the dream.

Rafa and I stepped back into the bus. Thank God no one had taken my seat; he was sitting alone reading a magazine. Rafa sat on the first seat with the assistant manager and I sat, I guess in the middle part of the bus. I walked down to my seat.

“So, I guess you got the job” he said

“Yes, I did” I said

He smiled at me and then continued reading. Ugh! He was amazing and plus distracting.

“By the way, where’s Olalla, your girlfriend?” I asked

“Spain, she comes here rarely” he answered

I smiled. Gosh I thought they had been broken up by now, come on, all great news with one disappointing news, couldn’t my day be all happy?

The bus started and soon we were on the road, hitting for Sunderland. I had this crazy thing that travelling made me tired and it had been going on from like when I was 12 or something. Anyways, I was fighting with my eyes, fighting hard to keep them open, but I lost, and I went into sleep soon again