Ice Cream

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We went for ice cream, I left my car at the stadium and we went in his car. His playlist was nearly as good as mine. At least he had good taste in music. Obviously I sat in the front as Oliver's chair was in the back.

This is so awkward why did I agree to this. I mumbled the words to the songs while looking out the window, as Owen belted out the words with Oliver bobbing around in his chair. Owen was chilled out and it started to relax me. I laughed as Owen went the wrong way many of times and Oliver just face palmed saying "he always goes the wrong way." The journey wasnt as awkward as I thought. He doesnt seem as bad for his wife. What happens when his wife finds out he went for ice cream with another girl?

We got to the ice cream parlour, luckily it was a nice day. As we got out the car, myself and Owen put on sunglasses it was weird how in sync we was this was the middle of the town. I didnt want paparazzi and nor did he. This isnt a date I kept telling myself. Hes only done it for Oliver. Oliver wants me here not Owen.

We ordered ice cream after we nearly had an argument of who pays. He played the gentleman card so I couldn't argue with that. We walked over to the park opposite the ice cream parlour. "This is what we do everytime I get him from practice, which i rarely do because of training" he broke the silence. I sympathised knowing exactly how he was feeling. The trouble with rugby is, it takes up a lot of time leaving little time for family. It was worse than a full time job. Luckily we loved it.

We sat down on a bench as Oliver ran round the park. Of course with ice cream all over his face, what 3 year old wouldn't. I laughed at the energy he had, the hour of training didnt stop him. "I watched you win the cup" I knew I wasnt hallucinating. "You played amazingly" I blushed, how can someone as good Owen Farrell even say I'm amazing. "I've been at a few of your games, I wanted to see what kind of player you were before you started coaching Oliver. I wasnt wrong, I picked you out but my wife well should I say ex-wife wasnt so sure. I knew I was right" the words ex-wife ran round my head. Does that mean hes single? Dont be so silly, he wouldn't be interested in you I told myself. He rambled on, I nodded and smiled. I couldnt get my words out.

We sat for about 2 hours and just talked as Oliver ran round getting more and more tired. He told me about his divorce and how she cheated on him with another member of the rugby squad, but didnt tell me who. He was quite glad to get rid of her, his relationship was toxic and only lasting because Oliver came along. He mentioned how he moved to Leicester just so she could do her degree and he would travel to or stay in london most the time. He had a house up here and in London? How could he afford that? A phone started ringing and we both checked our phones. He showed me his phone and rolled his eyes, I tried to hold in a giggle as he answered the phone to his ex wife. were interrupted by his ex wife. Urgh how can he be so down to earth and she be the way she is? Opposites attract? He spoke through gritted teeth. There was a lot of hate there I could sense it. He hung up the phone aggressively and cursed at it.

"I best get Oliver back before I get slaughtered by the dragon" he laughed, I couldn't help but laugh with him. He was actually a funny guy. He dropped me back to the stadium to my car. Of course my little citreon was no match to his Mercedes.

"Heres my number, if you ever need any tips and maybe next time you wont be so nervous around me" he winked as he got back in his car and sped off. What a cocky guy, who said I even wanted his number. Of course i was dying inside. I'm going to wake up any minute now and this was all a dream! I have to tell the girls!

Oliver waved out the window with the biggest smile on his face. He is the cutest kid ever. "See you next week Amelia" I suddenly felt quite sad he left. I stood looking at the paper where his phone number was. I felt like I was missing something. I was so comfortable with Owen already, I've never been this comfortable this quick with anyone. Was Owen my missing piece?

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