You Need Me

Excuses

My eyes pop open at the sound of my phone ringing and I fall off of the sofa as I sit up too quickly. Someone jumps up from the noise of me crashing onto the floor and my phone ringing constantly on the coffee table. I squint up at Trent with tired eyes and he rubs his own as he lets out a huge yawn.

I reach for my phone and look at the ID. It's Kyle. I swipe to answer and I put it to my ear, I can feel Trent's eyes looking at the side of my face. "Hello." My voice sounds tired.

"Where are you it's ten o'clock?" Kyle sounds a little pissed off.

"Fuck!" I curse in realisation that I am late for work. "Right I will be down there in the next fifteen to twenty minutes."

"You'd best be, you have twenty minutes, Natalie." Kyle hangs up the phone and I put it back down onto the coffee table.

"Shit!" Trent jumps off of the couch as he looks at his own phone probably realising the time. "I am supposed to be at training in half an hour!" He gasps and stands up with his eyes wide in worry.

"At least you ain't late for work, I am fifteen minutes late already, and I am still wearing the same clothes as yesterday." I huff and also stand up from the floor.

Trent runs his hands through his curls and looks at me."Do you wanna borrow one of my shirts or something?" He begins walking out of the room and I trail just behind him.

"That would help so much, also you wouldn't happen to have a hairbrush by any chance, my hair is such a pain in the morning?"

"Will a comb do?"

"Perfect, thank you so much."

We go upstairs and he shows me to his room. "Here have this hoody, it will suit ya," He chucks me a soft, baby blue hoody and I pull it on over my Liverpool jersey. It smells so much like him and the hoody is huge on me due to the fact that Trent is a lot taller than me. "It looks gorgeous on you." Trent flirts and bites his plump lips.

"Cheers." There is a hint of awkwardness embedded in my voice as I don't really know how to take the compliment from Trent. I pull at the bottom of the jumper so it goes over my jean shorts.

"Right, I just need to change into my training stuff so..."

"Oh, errr...I'll wait downstairs."

"Wait, take this comb," He gets a black comb from his draw and hands me it. "The bathroom is just down the hall."

I nod before quickly escaping from his room and trudging down the hall until I find the bathroom.

The bathroom is so glamorous, it has a polished marble floor, a wide sink with a matching toilet and bathtub. Even the shower looks totally expensive.

I look into the mirror and I look atrocious. My blond hair is so scruffy and full of knots and my eyes look tired.

My hands begin to try and de-tangle the knots with the comb that Trent has given me. It takes me like five minutes to manage to make my hair look half decent.

I eventually give up and stick it up in a super messy bun. I splash water onto my face and convince myself that I look better than I did before.

There's a knock on the door and I say come in to Trent. When he comes in he is wearing a full Liverpool tracksuit and I have to admit he looks fucking flawless. Especially because he looks tired, he looks even more cute when he's tired, I just wanna give him the biggest cuddle ever.

Wait what!? I can't be thinking like this!

"You wanna go now so we can get you to the track as soon as possible?" Trent snaps me from my affectionate thoughts.

"If you wouldn't mind."

"Come on then." He beckons me to come and we both go downstairs.

I get my shoes and slip them onto my feet; Trent does the same.

We go out to his car and he opens the door for me to get in, I utter a word of thanks and sit myself down into the comfy passenger seat of his super expensive car.

He gets into the drivers seat next to me and I get a whiff of his cologne and a hot flush rushes through me as I like the scent very much.

The rumble of the engine starts and I watch Trent's face turn to full concentration mode as he pulls out of his driveway and down onto the road.

The whole car journey is completely silent, every now and then we would catch each other's eyes and I blush extremely hard every time and not to mention his cheeks would also go a light shade of pink.

When we reach the track I undo my seatbelt and turn to Trent. "Thank you for letting me to stay last night, Trent. I had fun and cheers for the lift."

"We'll have to do it again sometime. It's almost the end of the football season once again and we'll have to do something nice together." Trent smiles and puts his hand on my shoulder. My heart so quickly picks up its pace and electricity bursts through me at his touch.

"For definite," I breathe and then an idea pops into my head. "Perhaps you could come down to the track sometime and I'll teach you how to drive a rally car?"

"I would like that very much." Trent nods his head frantically and a big grin of happiness pops into my face.

"See you soon, Arnold." I kiss his cheek and get out of the car.

"Bye, bye." I hear him mumble.

He is clearly shocked with the fact that I just kissed his cheek and, to be honest, so am I.

I wave him off and watch his car disappear off into the distance.

My heart is still beating hard and I have a small smile on my face now. "Natalie!" And now my smile is gone.

"Hi Kyle." I bite my lip knowing that I am very late for my practice drive.

"Where the hell have you been? Why are you so late? And who's hoody are you wearing?" He puts his hands on his hips and raises his eyebrows at me awaiting for my excuses.

"I have been at someone's house and I didn't set an alarm as I fell asleep whilst we were watching a film, and this hoody, well it's Trent's." I answer with guilt evident in my voice.

"Trent?"

"Yeah, you know Trent Alexander-Arnold the famous footbal..."

"Yes I know who he is, Natalie, why were you at his house?"

"He invited me back after the game yesterday." I look down at my hands and fiddle with my fingers.

"Whoa, so is there something happening between you two?"

"No nothing, we are just friends nothing more." I try to convince myself more than Kyle if I'm honest but deep down I know that there is something about that lad that gets me feeling some kind of way.

"Come on, even you don't believe what you are saying. I know you, Nat, you are just coming up with excuses because you are scared to have feelings for him," Kyle gives me a knowing look with his emerald, green eyes. "Anyway we've wasted enough time we need to get you on the track, we have a sponsor coming down today and wants for you to sign a contract and it's a bloody good one too."

He wraps his arm around my shoulders and he leads me to the garage so I can have a practice drive round the track.

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Hi guys,

Hope you enjoyed this chapter, things will be spicing up very soon so sorry if it's slightly boring.

See yous next week,

Daisy xxx