You Need Me

Gorgeous

It is now the end of the season and apparently Virgil Van Dijk is throwing a celebratory party and I have been invited to go by both Jordan and Trent. Well, Jordan asked me first but Trent asked me if I wanted to go with him and I said yes.

Trent is coming to mine in about two hours and I need to get ready. I have a bath with a rose smelling bath bomb. When I get out I blow dry my blond hair and run my brush through my now-dry hair before I curl it to give it some style. I have picked out a gorgeous satin, strapless red dress that reaches a couple of inches below my bum, so in other words it's a pretty short dress.

I pick out a pair of gold high heels and slip them onto my feet. Then I move onto my lipstick. I keep it simple as I don't wanna look like a desperate slapper. I put on a deep red lipstick after putting on my foundation and stuff like that.

Now it is fifteen minutes until Trent is supposed to be here. I grab a gold purse and put my phone and some money in it so I can pay towards the Uber that me and Trent are getting to and from the party.

When my doorbell goes I go over to the door and throw it open. "Hey." Trent greets and opens his arms for a hug.

I quickly return it wrapping my arms around his waist. "Hi." I grin as we pull apart and let him come in. He is wearing ripped light, blue jeans with a matching denim jacket and a black polo shirt. Trent looks very handsome.

"These are for you." Trent passes me the roses bouquet that's in his hands and I bite my lip as I take them from him with my blue eyes wide in awe.

"They're beautiful." I put them to my nose and take in their sweet smelling scent.

"It's just a little something for agreeing to come with me to the party." Trent scratches the back of his neck and looks at me his cheeks pink with embarrassment.

"Thank you." I kiss his cheek and go and find a vase to put them in.

"Right you ready to go, the Uber is waiting outside?" He questions after I finish with the flowers he gave me.

"Yep, come on let's go and have a good time." I link arms with him and we head downstairs to where an Uber is parked outside waiting for us.

Trent opens the door for me and I get into the car and he gets in next to me. His cologne smells amazing and my heart is racing as we both put our seatbelts on.

The whole journey there is a seriously awkward silence between me, Trent and the driver. I pick a bit at my red acrylic nails and look out the window watching the many lampposts flicker against the window and admire the many lights beaming out of the different buildings.

The moon is full and in the sky proudly reflecting down onto us. The night is magical and I have a feeling that it's gonna be magical for sure.

We get there a little late, but it's a party no one gives a fuck. Me and Trent thank the driver and exit the vehicle.

I feel his hand go against my lower back and my hear skips a beat and my breath is caught in my throat.

I look up into his eyes and he looks back as we walk up towards the front door of Virgil Van Dijk's house. "Trent, my man." Someone calls from behind and we both turn round.

It's Allison Becker. "Becker, you alright mate?" Trent asks and nods at the goalkeeper.

"Doing good, so who's this pretty girl you're with?" Allison looks down at me and sends a friendly smile.

"Natalie Henderson, yes the kid sister of Jordan Henderson." I hold my hand out for him to shake and he does.

"So are you two..." Allison eyes flick between the two of us and quickly shake my head.