scott mctominay Manchester United

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Today was the day. I was invited to go to the team dinner by scott. Me and scott had been dating two months but I've never been happier. Hes my world and my rock. Hes been there through tough times and I've done the same with him. He invited me to go a few weeks ago. I really wanted to say no but but I wanted to make scott happy plus, I would get to meet the team which is exciting.
"Sophia can you come here please" I heard scott call from the living room. I giggled and made my way downstairs. There I saw him with a tux on. He was having behind me. I tiptoed behind him and grabbed his waste from behind giving him a hug.
"What you need" I asked. He turned around still in my arms. I wasnt very tall but he was tall so he overtowered me.
"Well I cant tie a tie." He said looking down. I burst into laughter. "What you laughing at" he said looking at me confused
"Your 23 and you dont know how to tie a tie, I thought every person could tie one. Didnt your school use to have ties " I said trying to contain my laughter.
"We did..." he said
"Omg please dont say you had the elastic one" I said my laughter escaping my mouth
"Ok ok fine, can you just do my tie and go and get ready" he said rolling his eyes. After a while my laughter stopped so I went to go and do his tie. I tried telling him the steps whilst doing it.
"So you wrap it around twice, pull this part over the top, slot it through the gap, pull it down, and then there you go" i said fixing it up to make it look better.
"Thanks, didnt take long did it" he said sarcastically. I giggled.
"Nope" I said I kissed his cheek and went upstairs to go and get ready. I was looking through my wardrobe and I saw an outfit that would look nice.

 I was looking through my wardrobe and I saw an outfit that would look nice

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I put my hair in loose curls. I left the buttons undone on the denim jacket. I went and did my teeth quickly and then put on some mascara some pink matte lipstick and put Victoria secret spray on. I made my way downstairs and saw scott watching the Manchester United highlights. I giggled and rolled my eyes.
"When are we leaving" I said now the nerves hitting in. What if they dont like me. What if they make fun of me. What if they dont talk to me. What if scott left me. I saw his heard turn towards me. His jaw dropped. "What, doesn't it look nice, I'll go change" I said getting ready to go back upstairs
"Sophia you look amazing, you look perfect and well it doesnt start until 8, it's now ummmmmmm 7:06" so we need to leave in ten minutes" he said walking up to me.
"Scott, I dont think I can go" I said
"Why" he asked bringing me into a hug.
"Well what if they dont like me, or if if say or do something stupid" I said gripping his waist tighter.
"Well it's only me that should care about you. If they have a problem then they'll say it to me, and anyways, they are gonna love you, theres nothin not to love about you, just dont worry, your gonna be by me the whole time" he said kissing my forehead.
"Thanks scott, I love you" this was the first time any of us had said I love you. My eyes went huge. I looked up towards him. He was smiling. He grabbed my jaw and pulled me Into a kiss. I immediately kissed back. It wssnt like any other kiss I've had before. This was full of love and both of us where putting emotion into it.
"I love you too" he mumbled in the kiss, then going back to kissing me. Once we pulled apart for air, I saw my lipstick all over his lips.
"You might wanna clean your lips" I said pecking his lips once more. I walked towards the living room and sat down watching the highlights that scott started watching. He came back and I now realised how amazing he looked. He was wearing a navy suit which looked amazing and his hair was in it's normal style. He came and sat down next to me and we finished watching the highlights.
"We betta go, dknt wanna be late" he said picking his phone off the table. I picked mine up from the couch and put it in my pocket. We locked the door once we made our way out of the house. He opened the car and we made our way to the venue

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