Rachel and Emily headed down the tunnel of Anfield following Liverpool's 2-0 win over Watford today. It was Liverpool's last game before Rachel and Andy's wedding which was next Saturday.
As the brunette girl walked through the tunnel she took her phone from her pocket to check the message she had just received.
Suddenly she felt herself being pulled back by the belt loops on her jeans until she hit a solid wall. But as an arm wrapped around her waist she knew that it was a chest that her back came in contact with.
"Hey beautiful." Neco's voice whispered softly against her ear.
"Stop. You can't do this here." The brunette reminded the footballer behind her as he turned around so they were face to face.
"Why not? It's not my fault you drive me crazy." He informed her with that seductive smile on his face.
"And that's a two way street but we are not kissing in front of all your teammates and their families."
"And your brother." The Liverpool player added with a smile.
"Yeh and him too." Emily replied nodding her head. "So. You still coming to the wedding Saturday?"
"Wouldn't miss it." Neco spoke before glancing around to make sure no one was looking at them. Once the coast was clear he placed a quick peck on her lips.
"I knew you were going to do that." The brunette girl smiled.
"How would you like to go on a date with me?" The Welsh boy finally worked up the courage to ask his teammate's sister on a proper date.
"Seriously?" She felt the smiled growing even wider on her face.
"Seriously." He promised smiling back at her.
"Sure. When?" The brunette girl questioned as the tunnel started to fill up with players emerging from their dressing rooms.
"Right now."
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After having dinner at a restaurant in west Liverpool, Neco and Emily found themselves back at her house relaxing with some tv and ice cream. Lucky for them both Rachel and Andy were away doing some last minute wedding preparations.
The brunette girl's legs lay over the footballer's lap as they watched Ride Along, both of them laughing at how funny Kevin Hart was.
As the film wore on, Emily changed positions so her head was now laying against the Welsh boy's chest. The sound of his rapid heart beat made her smile.
"Do I make you nervous?" The brunette questioned as she lifted her head slightly so she could see the footballer next to her.
"What?" Neco questioned feeling confused at her sudden question.
"Do I make you nervous?" She repeated with a smile. "When I laid my head on your chest your heart rate grew really face."
Before answering, Neco made one quick motion and placed his hands under Emily's thighs. He lifted her body so her legs were now straddling his lap.
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How To Steal A Heart // Neco Williams
أدب الهواةA heart is the most valuable you can give anyone and that's why Emily Robertson wasn't going to give hers to just anyone, especially not a footballer. Or so she thought ~~A Neco Williams' Story~~