Call It What You Want - An Aaron Ramsey Fanfiction

Chapter 17

Chapter 17 

"Aaron!” I called from the living room. “You’re going to be late!”

“I’ve got loads of time!” He shouted back.

“In Aaron-world maybe but we don’t all function in your time zone.”

He sighed as we walked out of the bedroom, bag under his arms, one shoe on and his shirt only half on. I shook my head and walked downstairs to his car. He followed eventually and put his stuff in the car. He turned to me and I handed his iPod to him. “I made you a playlist like I said I would. I want you to listen before the match.”

“And while I’m sitting on the bench?”

I raised my eyebrows.

“Thank you,” He said smiling.

“Good luck. I’ll see you tomorrow night.”

“Will do.”

He leaned in and kissed me. I felt him pulling away but I didn’t want him to leave so I pressed myself further towards him and opened his mouth with my tongue. As usual he obliged until his phone started ringing. He groaned into my mouth. He picked up the phone but continued to nip at my lips between words. “Kay, see you in a bit.” He pulled away, “I really have to go.”

“Okay.”

He smiled and kissed me once more before getting in the car. He wound the window down.

“Go kick some manc ass.” I said laughing.

When Aaron was gone I went back to Kevin’s for the night.

“Have you been looking at jobs?” He asked during our evening meal.

“Yeah. I actually have an interview at this place next week.”

“Yeah? That’s good.”

“I suppose.”

“What? You’re not happy?”

“I don’t know… I just don’t know if I fancy going back into real estate. It’s kind of dull.”

He frowned. “It’s up to you Anais.”

The next day was the day of the match. I went to a pub outside the stadium and sat with an orange juice.

My mouth dropped as the news popped up on the sports channel. Fabregas injured-Ramsey starts.Oh my God. I called Kevin and screamed down the phone at him. I think he thought I was possessed.

I ran to the stadium and into the shop.

“Would you like your shirt printed?”

I nodded, “Yeah, Ramsey please.”

I queued in the Arsenal store for ages to get a shirt for the match. I walked up the steps to the stadium and pulled it on. I definitely looked the part now.

The atmosphere during the match was buzzing. Unreal. The crowd sang the whole time. Out of the blue the Man U defense opened up and a red shirt ran into space. Everyone was on their feet as the net shook. I screamed and jumped up and down hugging the people around me. Aaron slid on his knees in front of the North Bank. You can see how much it meant to him. The team. The fans.

I spent the last twenty minutes of the match beaming. I wanted to stand up and shout “I sleep with him!” (I didn’t)

When the full time whistle I ran round the ground and through into the players lounge. As soon as Aaron entered I sprinted over to him and threw my arms around him. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he spun me round. My hands were still around his neck when he put me down. I was grinning at him like a mad woman. “Hey you.”