𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢 𝐩𝐨𝐯✨
📍𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝
today was the match day which meant tommorow we would be flying to france.i wish i was home and didn't have to be here. talia is spreading rumours so most of the team have been avoiding me. it feels like i'm in a school playground. people whisper and point. i don't even want to imagine what talia is spreading i just want to be HOME.
"come on get up"curtis says grabbing me out of bed "you've been lying there for over an hour"
"the whole team hates me for some fucking reason and i have to spend another week with them" i say
"well why don't today you clear things up with them and ask them what shit talia has been telling them" he says "i'll come with you"
"ok ye that good thank you" i smile and hug him
"no problem now get dressed" he says pushing me towards my pile of clothes
"what do i wear??" i ask him and he throws one of his football tops at me.
𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐭✨
"i like the top"he says as i walk out the bathroom i do a spin"do you know my lucky number has always been 48" i say
"oh really so am i lucky" he says getting closer to me
"yes yes you are" i say we are now almost touching and i feel him grab my face and pull me closer
his lips are touching mine and i'm kissing back. AAHHHH. it was amazing it lasted a few minutes and omg i felt like it was my first kiss all over again
we pulled away and we both smile. ruining the moment neco walks in and we both step away.
"nice top journi but maybe try mine next time" neco says
"mhm no" i smile and walk over to my suitcase
"me and journi are going to go and speak to some of the lads you know clear stuff up and hear what talia has been spreading"curtis says and i nod