(TPOV)
I don't think I've ever been more grateful and nervous than I am right now. I'm gonna make sure the rest of the night is perfect because if it's anything less than perfect then I'll probably lose her. I change into a smart shirt and jeans and drive over to her house to pick her up. Fuck I hope this goes well(NPOV)
I'm currently pacing around my bedroom like a fucking crazy person, stressing about what to wear. He could have told me what we were going to be doing ugh. I finally settled on a light dress with a denim jacket. I sit on the couch nervously waiting for him to arrive. In my mind I've already forgiven him but I'm not gonna let him know that I still need an explanation. I'm sure there's a good reason for what he did but just in case I'm not gonna get my hopes up. My thoughts are interrupted by a gentle knock on the door. Fuck why am I so nervous? "Hey, wow you look stunning" Trent says as I open the door. I instantly become extremely nervous as I see what he's wearing, don't get me wrong he looks gorgeous it's just very formal which makes me think I'm very underdressed. "Hi uh thanks" I reply whilst blushing slightly. He hands me a bouquet of beautiful roses before we make our way over to the car. I can't help but notice all the songs on the playlist Trent is playing are all my favorite songs. Wow he really put in the effort. "We're here" he says before pulling up outside his house. A give him a smile before we make our way into his house.He brings me upstairs to his balcony which is decorated beautifully with roses and fairy lights. We both sit down on a comfortable couch before he says "let me explain everything and then you can ask questions after and I promise I'll answer them truthfully" I nod and give him a warm smile.
(TPOV)
"I planned on telling you this tonight anyway regardless of what happened in the dressing room, I want to start off by saying you were not the woman I was talking about in the dressing room you're beautiful smart and funny and I would never use those words I used in the dressing room to describe you. The woman I was talking about was my ex Jasmine, we were together for 2 years but we broke up after I found out she cheated on my me multiple times. I hadn't seen her for a year until after our second date, she apologized and said it was a huge mistake and she missed me. Being the idiot I am I slept with her even though I was drunk I still kinda knew what I was doing. I made sure we used protection. When I woke up next to her I felt sick and disgusted with myself, I explained how I met someone else and that I wasn't interested in rekindling our relationship. 2 months later she told me she was pregnant with my baby. I told her I'd help support her and be a part of the baby's life but still not get back together with her. Then she turned up today and said I'm not the dad and that's why I called her all those awful things" Niamh hugs me and I notice her eyes are watery. "And the main reason I wanted to to talk to you tonight was this" I got up and showed her the few from our balcony before fireworks went off, will you be my girlfriend Niamh was written in the sky. Niamh starts crying and then hugs me and whispers in my ear "of course I will"(NPOV)
Wow I mean that was a lot to take in. I can't help but feel guilty as Trent looked so nervous throughout the whole story I just wanted to stop him half way and hug him and explain that I'm not mad. I really think I'm after falling in love with this man"(TPOV)
We start kissing but it soon becomes more passionate as Niamh whispers in my ear "I want you babe". I immediately carry her upstairs to my bedroom and gently place her on my bed.To be continued......
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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