Only you/Jesse Lingard (C)

Early mornings

Mias POV:
I turned on my phone. Couldn't sleep. The boys had spent the rest of the day in the gym before taking an early night.  I couldn't sleep. 

This time 4 years ago Del was getting ready for his first World cup. He was terrified. But I was there for him. The first few games his performance was terrible. But he regained his confidence and smashed his way through. Everyone could see that, so on the pitch teams would shout things, about me and his friends. It wound him up so much he would start fights on the pitch. And get kicked off.
Panama and Tunisia were two of those vile teams. Ever since then I've became the boys co-coach. And honestly it helps.

Del never told me what they said but from what Tripp and Harry heard, it was heartbreaking. They would tell him things like, 'I'm going to kill, Attack, steal, assault your sister.' And ever since my ex relationship he had been really protective about that. It broke him.

I made a cup of tea and sat on the windowsill.  I still had Jesses hoodie on. It smelt really nice. It calmed me.
I looked out across the city.
'Beautiful isn't it?' I heard Jesse say from behind me.
'Stunning.' I Replied. 

I felt him place his soft hand on my shoulder and he picked me up.
'Where are we going?' I laughed.
'You'll see.' He Replied taking me upstairs and into his room.  He shut the door and we got into his bed.
He placed his hand over my face and looked me deep in the eyes.

'You need to sleep.' He Said.
'I can't.'
'Why?' He quizzed me with all of his questions.
'Too many memories.' I Said shaking my head.
He looked at me.
I told him the story. About the stupid teams that ruined Deles bond with me. And with his country.
He looked at me sadly.
'It is my job, as Brother in law to Del.' He started. I rolled my eyes and smacked him.  He laughed and carried on.

'I promise you if I see or hear anything, I'll be on it.'
'No fighting.'
He looked hesitantly at me.
'If you do anything, sly or not, I will sub you off and kick your ass.' I Said pointing at him.
'I've done it to Kane and to Young before, I will do it to you.' I laughed.

He put his arms up in defeat.
'Ok ok.' He smirked.
'Your a team, you support, help and coach eachother to get better and overcome your differences. Fighting will take him back to his own ways.' I Said.
'You really are good at this.' He admired.
I turned around and I felt him tug at my hoodie.
I looked back towards him.
'Goodnight beautiful.' He smirked.
'Goodnight Lingard.' I winked wrapping my arms around his toned chest and falling into a deep sleep.
I felt like he was protecting me from any bad.  It put my heart at ease for a while.