(NPOV)
Although I didn't plan on going to Liverpool's game today because I had a date later with Trent that night, Perrie convinced me to come. After putting on my jersey that Trent got me I drive over to collect Perrie from her house. Perrie was sitting on the porch impatiently before eventually saying in an annoyed tone "Niamh omg what the he'll you're 7 minutes late I was getting so worried". "Whoah Perrie relax we have plenty of time kickoff isn't until another 2 hours geez" I reply slightly chuckling.(TPOV)
I know I should be focused on the game today but all I can think about is my date tonight. I really hope Niamh takes the news well I really don't want to lose her she means so much to me. I'm interrupted from my thoughts as Robbo asks "hey mate I see your nervous for the game today, no need though it's only Norwich we'll easily beat them". "What, oh yeah it's erm gonna be a tough one yeah" Robbo looks at me suspiciously before saying "relax mate she's really into to you I'm sure everything will be fine tonight don't stress". "I'm not so sure about that, I'm gonna tell her everything and hopefully she'll take the news well" I reply. Robbo looks at me slightly shocked and says "oh your gonna tell her, look if she doesn't want to be your girlfriend after you setting up a romantic dinner and pouring your heart out to her then maybe she's not the one" I chuckle slightly at Robbos comment, maybe I am over thinking things a little.(NPOV)
The game ended 4 nil to Liverpool, Trent played really well and got 2 assists. Me and Perrie decided we wanted to go congratulate the boys, I thought it would be nice to go surprise Trent because he didn't know I was here. As we walk down to the dressing room we see dark haired girl wearing only a small crop top and very very small shorts. I can't help but notice Perrie go red at the sight of her and give her an evil glare.(TPOV)
What the hell is Jasmine doing her I wonder. "Hey babe she says in a seductive tone" I instantly roll my eyes and say "what's wrong Jasmine? Why are you here? Is something wrong with our baby" "actually that's what I wanted to talk to you about, it's not yours it's my boss's baby" she reply's with a smirk on her face, just looking at her makes me sick. I can't help but feel relieved that the baby isn't mine I'm unsure if I should even tell Niamh now. "Ok thanks for letting me know now please leave and never come back" I say. And with that she storms off. "Hey mate are you ok" Alex asks. "What of course I've never been happier" I reply. "She's sick I can't believe I ever had feelings for her, she's nothing but a whore and to be honest I think I knew deep down I mean she didn't even try seduce me or even have sex in that time" I say before noticing Alex pointing behind me. I turn around to see Niamh with tears in her eyes looking at me with disgust, my heart instantly breaks she must have thought I was talking about her.(NPOV)
As we enter the dressing room I hear Trent talking to Alex about some woman until I then realize it's me he's talking about. I can't help but let the tears run down my face as I just stand there frozen listening to him say all this awful things about me. Alex then points at me and Trent instantly turns around, he looks shocked and heartbroken as his eyes soon become watery. Before he can say anything I run outta there as fast as I could, he chased after me but I managed to lose him in a crowd.As soon as I get home I fall onto the bed before hearing my phone buzz,
Trent
Plz babe just let me explain
It's not what it looks like
Can u plz just let me explain tonightMe
Ok fineTrent
Tysm I'll pick u up at 8 k?Me
Suits me I guessI agree to let him explain, I mean I can't just give up on us. I ain't no quitter
Part 2 hopefully out for tomorrow
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Falling for the footballer
RomanceNiamh, who makes her dream move to Liverpool to live with her best friend Perrie, begins to fall for the charming confident footballer Trent Alexander Arnold Highest ranking 1 in #trentalexanderarnold #arnold