What Happened In Liverpool// Trent Alexander Arnold

EIGHT

Maya's point of view

Somehow, Sophie managed to barge past Alison and into the house. She ran into the kitchen, where me, Trent and Kirsty were and when she saw me and Trent sat together at the island, she glared at me.

"Trent! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me, I love you!" She squealed, literally squealed as she threw herself onto Trent's lap.

"Let me think about it.....No! You cheated on me, with my teammate, what kind of person are you?!" Trent said, making me smirk and giggle.

"What are you laughing at, you whore?!" Sophie shouted in my face.

"Oh I'm the whore? Who's the one opening her legs to every man she sees?" I said, smirking. I heard Trent laughing next to me. Sophie let out a frustrated scream and stomped out of the house.

Well that's a bit dramatic isn't it" I laughed.

A month later

I had finally settled down in Liverpool. I had bought a 2 bedroom apartment, which was more than enough ad it was only me living in it. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Oh hey Kirsty" I said awkwardly, as I opened the door. I can't believe how awkward this all was, I've known her since I was young.

"Uh, I kinda cheated on Alison and, he found out and kicked me out" she said, looking at the floor.

"You cheated on Alison?! He's one of the sweetest people I've met!" I exclaimed. "And why are you here?"

"I have nowhere to stay" she shrugged.

"Where were you when I needed you? You were getting drunk with your other friends that you always ditch me and Zoe for. So go to them, you're honestly not welcome here anymore!" I exclaimed, shutting the door in her face. I threw myself onto the sofa and sighed, feeling relieved after I got it off my chest. I had been wanting to tell her that for like 2 years but I never had the guts. Suddenly my phone dinged, indicating i have a text. I looked at it and saw a message from Zoe.

I quickly got to my feet to give tidy the guest bedroom, as she was going to arrive in Liverpool in 2 days. I put on fresh sheets on the bed and dusted the furniture, before washing the floor. Once I was done, I hopped in the bathtub to relax. I put in some lavender oil along with a lavender bathbomb in the hot water as it was January, got some wine and laid back in the tub, relaxing. After around 30 minutes, I heard the doorbell ring. I groaned and choose to ignore it. However, they did not give up. I groaned again and got out of the tub to answer. I put on my dressing gown and some sliders on my feet nd made my way to the front door. When I opened it, I couldn't believe who it was.

Rafinha.

I gasped and just stood there frozen, looking at him. He smiled at me.

"Aren't you going to let me in?" He asked.

"Why should I? You kicked me out with nowhere to go in Barcelona!" I exclaimed, trying to close the door in his face. However, he stopped it with his hand.

"Please, I just want to talk" He pleaded. I agreed and stepped aside so that he can come in. He sat down on the sofa and I sat down as well, but on the arm chair, as far as possible from him. He frowned when he saw the space.

"Why are you so far?" He questioned.

"I just don't feel comfortable sitting close to you, now tell me what you want to tell me and get out of my house!" I said, already getting pissed off.

"Okay calm down! Seriously, you're acting like a child!" He scoffed.

"Oh I'm the one acting like a child aren't I?! Who the fuck do you think you are mate, coming into my house when I asked you politely to leave!" I exclaimed, joined by a pathetic laugh. "I'm not going to say something again, Rafinha. Leave my house before I loose my shit, and trust me baby, that is not a pretty sight!" I continued, pointing to the door. He got up which made me think he was leaving, but I was wrong.

WARNING: THIS BIT INVOLVES SCENES THAT PEOPLE MIGHT FIND OFFENSIVE. IF YOU DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SKIP THIS BIT UNTIL THE NEXT AUTHOR'S NOTE!

He grabbed my face forcefully and forced his lips onto mine. I tried pushing him away but unfortunately he was too strong. He grabbed my right leg and rapped it around his waist. I was really panicking by now. I managed to free my leg from his grip and kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. He groaned in pain and let me go. I pushed him out of my house, not even caring that he was probably still injured and quickly shut the door and locked it. I leaned against it and started taking deep breaths, to avoid a panic attack.

Authors note: you can continue reading now. (Basically if you didn't read it, Rafinha forced himself onto Maya, but our girl kicked him where the sun doesn't shine and threw him out of her house)

After a few minutes, I completely calmed down so I stood up to go change in my PJs. I sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. I was still slightly worried that he was going to try something again, but knowing him he won't, as he's scared of literally everything, let alone a woman loosing her shit.