TWENTY EIGHT 💫

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I woke up and the sun was shining through the hotel curtains and the sheets were practically falling on the floor. I yawned and stretched and thought of last night when trent asked me to be his girlfriend and our little stroll over the bridge. Everything was falling into place, but then i thought for a moment about the way things ended with the last meeting with my mum. I thought about messaging my mum and meeting up and chatting and trying to see things through my mums eyes and try to make her see trent isn't like all footballers. My dad wasn't around growing up it has always been me and mum. When i got to a certain age where i could look after myself my mum would go on trips for more than a couple of days so when i got offered the place at Liverpool Uni I never thought for a moment about not taking it. That offer was my ticket out.

I Decided i would message my mum to see if we could meet up and try to resolve things. I opened my phone and started messaging her,

Maia
Hey mum, hope your okay? I was wondering if you would like to meet up? X

Mum
I'm good. When?

Maia
Whenever your free, I've got some news.

Mum
Why can't you tell me over the phone, I'm busy.

Maia
Okay fine. Me and trent got together last night and I thought it would be nice for you to finally meet him.

Mum
Good for you! No i don't want to. I've got to go.
Seen


Ever since I was little my mum has always been quite opinionated and so i wasnt surprised with her messages. Ill be honest it hurt that she couldn't expect the fact i was happy and be happy for me and for the fact to believe that Trent wasn't like the stereotypical footballer and that he meant alot to me and I did to him. I sat there thinking about why she wouldn't see that he was different. I understand she cared for me but she needs to give me that space to make mistakes and spread my wings.  I wanted to share my happy news with her that after all these years I was happy.

I snapped out of it and stopped feeling sorry for myself and used the bathroom and got a shower and got changed into my skinny jeans and a hoodie as I wasn't in work when we got back so i was going straight home. I got my shoes on and decided to go downstairs and get some breakfast. When i opened the door and locked it then started making my way down the hall i seen trent coming out his room "Morning" he said as i stopped and smiled "Morning you" he smiled and we leaned in and kissed. "You look beautiful this morning" and in that moment i couldn't help myself and so i started blushing and I covered my face with my hands he pulled them away and we just stared at eachother for a minute and then last night with him asking me to be his girlfriend. I just wanted to hug him forever and never let go.
"Where you going?" He asked as I looked at him "Down for breakfast I'm hungry" he laughed as I said this and I looked at him and rolled my eyes knowing exactly what he was implying.  "Anyway Where you going?" "Down for breakfast too" he said as he looked at me i nodded and we started making our way downstairs.

We got downstairs and i passed him a plate "Thank you girlfriend" i stopped and he looked at me "Sorry was that too sudden?" I looked at him and shook my head "No it's fine, it's just I've never been called that" he smiled and we carried on getting our breakfast, me going for Pancakes and Fruit and trent going for Cheese on Toast. We went and sat down in the corner and started eating. "What you doing when you get back?" I asked as he was eating his toast "Urm it's the Fifa 20 premiere in Liverpool so I'm going to that, Tyler's coming along" he said this and rolled his eyes and i laughed "Have fun" he smiled "What you doing?" "Urm nothing just probably sitting at home doing nothing" he nodded "Come with us" i looked at him "You sure? I havent got a invite" "We'll your my plus one" i smiled. I was actually looking forward to going with trent and Tyler to the Premiere tonight. We both talked for a while. "Virg, Jurgen and Ali are all travelling to Milan in a while for the Fifa Fifpro World 11 Awards" he nodded "i think it's going to be a good night tonight" i smiled.

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