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"You should really update this playlist," Trent speaks as he criticizes her music choice.
"As far as I know, you are a footballer, not a musician so keep those comments to yourself," She replies.
"Just saying," He raises his hands in defense.
"Just saying," She mocks him making Trent roll his eyes.
The ride back to his house was shorter than the ride to the training ground, and this time rain started to pour over the city of Liverpool.
As soon as Jordan parks her car in front of Trent's house he finds himself not really wanting to get off the car.
"Damn, I'm gonna get wet," He spats looking outside the window.
"Don't be a pussy," She jokes.
"Well, you are not the one who has to get out the car," He retorts and she frowns.
"I mean I could if you invite me in," She sarcastically speaks.
"Want to come in?" He asks her and Jordan can't tell if he is joking or being deadly serious. "I mean it," He assures.
"Are you sure?" She asks him.
"What do you mean am I sure? Are you a thief or something?"
"Who knows?" She raises her brows.
"I think you are just putting up excuses because you don't want to come in," Trent truthfully states taking his seatbelt off.
"Don't get so trigger homeboy, if you want me in, I'll come in," She shrugs as she imitates his actions.
"No, if you don't want to then don't," He tries to stop her. "I was just trying to be polite," He says as he opens the door and Jordan rolls her eyes. "Bye, Jordan," He slams the door as he runs to his front door because of the rain.
Trent can be so prideful and Jordan tends to hate when people won't speak their mind since she is too confrontational and honest.
"Goodbye, asshole," She mumbles even know he can't listen and without wasting another minute she speeds her way out of this fancy neighborhood.
As soon as the young girl arrives at her house, she opens the door annoyed to find her brother laying on the couch. "Where is dad?" She asks him as she collapses next to him on the couch.
"At the workshop," He lazily responds while he is zapping on the TV. "Where were you?" He wonders and Jordan just shrugs.
"I had to take care of a spoilt dude," She sighs.
"Huh?" Her brother hums confused.
"Yeah, a footballer, dad made me took him to train and then back home," She explains carelessly and her brother focuses on Jordan surprised but as soon as he is about to open his mouth, the front door swings open and the cheeky father of these two appears.
"How is my princess?" Adam wonders. "Did he invite you on a date?" He jokes making Jordan roll her eyes.
"You are insane,"
"Wait, Jordan, who is the football player?" Josh interrupts still confused.
"Trent Alexander-Arnold," Her dad replies for her.
"You two went to fix the best right-back in the world car's and did not invite me?" Josh yells.
"And Jordan took him to train," Her dad adds. "Have you met anyone else?" He wonders and Jordan nods.
"I met another dude named Jordan and one named Joe,"
"You met Hendo?" Josh screams again.
"Would you please stop screaming?" She asks him annoyed.
"No!" He yells again making their dad laugh. "How did you manage to get in?"
"I didn't know he was a footballer," She shrugs. "He wanted to prove to me that he was, so he told the guard I was his girlfriend,"
Josh starts laughing and she frowns. "I wonder how Peter is going to be once he hears this,"
"No, because he won't find out," She warns her family with her finger.
"It's not like he can say anything, you aren't dating just," And before Josh completes the phrase she throws him a pillow.
"Josh!" Their dad screams. "I don't want to know what my little princess is doing on the bedroom," He snaps making Josh laugh and Jordan's cheeks turn bright red.
"Dad!" She yells back. "I'm out of here!" She bursts through the door and goes into her truck to get ready for her shift at the workshop.
While she starts driving a ringing noise scares her, which is not precisely her phone ringtone. She glances at the seat beside her and finds an iPhone 11 that she could never afford. "Oh, bloody hell!"
