Borrowed • Jesse Lingard

two.

The next morning I drag myself out of bed and to the shower before pulling on my Adidas leggings and sports bra. I walk downstairs and grab some breakfast muttering a quick morning to Chris who's sitting in the kitchen.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asks and I turn to look at him.

"I'm coming to training with you. I did tell you this last night"

"Not dressed like that you aren't" I look down at my outfit and before I can say anything my mum walks into the kitchen "the only way you're coming is if you put a top on and not just a sports bra"

"There's nothing wrong with what I'm wearing. It's gym clothes" I state matter of factly.

"Ana just take a top with you. You need to remember it's your brothers boss and friends your meeting" my mum says getting the gist of our conversation "and you need to lay off your sister a little bit" I huff as I leave the kitchen and run upstairs to grab my Manchester United away jersey before meeting Chris at the front door.

"You could've at least got the one that says Smalling" Chris says realising which jersey I'm now wearing.

"I thought you'd want me wearing the Smalling one for Saturday's game you know show everyone how much of a supportive little sister I am"

"No need to be a sarcastic little bitch Ana"

"You've missed my sarcastic side admit it. You're more than happy to have me here"

"I'm not even going to give you the satisfaction of admitting you're right. Put it this way though Montana, I wouldn't have you on the next flight to Australia"

"That's enough for me. It's as close as I'll get" I say as we get into his car. Connecting my phone to the car I look at Chris "Smalling siblings carpool karaoke? Shuffle and we sing to what comes on. My phone on the way to training and your phone on the way back. One skip each?" I ask my brother knowing he secretly loves when we're in the car together.

"You're on little one. We're picking Jesse up on the way as well" I mutter an okay to my brother before we start to belt out the lyrics to Shakira's Hips Don't Lie "I'll apologise in advance just in case we destroy the songs of the most famous woman to come out of Colombia, Jesse" Chris says looking at Jesse as he gets into the car.

"Señorita, feel the conga, let me see you move like you come from Colombia." I continue singing then look at Jesse "this next part is on you Jesse"

"Mira en Barranquilla se baila así, say it! En Barranquilla se baila así" Jesse sings along and looks at me "so you're a Shakira fan?"

"I absolutely adore Shakira. She's legit my hero! I always wondered what she'd be like in real life. Do you think she's as nice as she seems in interviews? Is she as unreal as she looks as well?" I ask bombarding Chris and Jesse with questions.

"Why did you not ask Neymar about Shakira when you met him? He's met her before" Chris asks reminding me of when I met some of the Barcelona team in Australia a few years ago.

"Hold on, I know he's a nice guy and everything but Neymar? How did you pull that one off?" Jesse asks which I expected.

"I met him, Messi and Suarez when I worked in Australia. We planned an event the Barcelona team were hosting" I say as we reach Carrington and get out of the car.

"Whoa Montana number 14 why not 12?" Jesse says as I start walking in front even though I have no idea where I'm going.

"I told you this would happen Montana and that's before we even get in here. Apparently it's because 14 is her favourite number"