the golden boy ~ { t.aa }

~ chapter 3 ~

"How many times have I told you I hate chicken nuggets!"

MY LOUD VOICE yelled at my bestfriend who was in the driving seat of the black BMW.

We were headed to London where we would be spending the next few weeks. Jesse had been called up yet again for inernational duty and he decided to bring me with him.

I had a feeling he was up to something but that's just Jesse.

Jesse is a very bubbly and wild person, he always makes people smile even when they don't want to and is the best dad to his little girl.

But unfortunately along with all the good things, there's bad things like; he is very, very forgetful.

And that is the reason why he bought me chicken nuggets.

"Well I'm sorry I'm forgetful!"

I laughed it off, knowing that he'll probably order me them next time too.

Headed down to London has always been a long journey from Manchester, taking four hours to get to the capital city.

With the long drive, we blasted music; ate food, had deep conversations, slept and made each other laugh.

We were used to long drives due to the career Jesse had chosen. And as his best friend, I was obliged to go along in this journey.

Although it felt like forever, we soon enough arrived at our home for the next month,

St.Georges Park.

Cameras were everyone getting any shots they could at us. Luckily I didn't have a chavvy outfit on like I did last time and had chosen to wear something more casual but cute.

I was wearing a pair of black high waisted shorts, tightened to my waist with a belt; an orange fila crewneck tucked into the shorts and to finish it all of a pair of white 720s.

Grabbing my Louie Vuitton backpack, I hoped out of the vehicle to grab my suitcase from the boot.

My suitcase was pretty heavy, unfortunately I had no arm strength whatsoever so carrying it up the stairs to the England FC entrance was a struggle.

When we had arrived at the main reception, we were greeted with big smiles and open arms. Jesse handed in his boots and we were given our key cards.

We took an elevator to the 3rd floor, where we got off and made our way down the hall to our room.

As we had been here before, we knew exactly where we were going.

We had been here for over an hour now and I had just arrived in the players game room going to say hello to all the players.

"Hey guys"

The players turned and looked at me and shouted back a few hellos. A few approached me and gave me hugs.

I was stood talking to Jadon and Marcus when Jesse approached us with a player I had never met before.

"Freya" he began,

"I'd like you to meet Trent"