vacation sweetheart /mm19

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"yeah, i sure do" i replied. I turned around but it was to dark , i couldn't see. 

"and yeah, i am a blue. Please don't tell me you're an arsenal fan" 

"haha, no no i'm a hardcore chels fan, mount huh he's pretty shit tbh" he said with his thick british accent. 

" wait, now we cant be friends, mount for life. Honestly, chelsea would suck without him and he makes the game fascinating. He's the best midfielder there is and remember england's song and it finishes with and mounty will score for us again. Boom, he's the best player ever. okay so don't ever disrespect that man and consider yourself a blue" i fought back. 

"i'm just kidding, love the dude" he said. 

"sorry, i didn't know that someone else was going to be here, but we could share the pool?" 

"yeah sure, im amelia " i said 

"hey, im mason" he said as he stepped into the light. 

my jaw dropped. My stomach filled with butterflies. my favorite player was standing right infront of me. 

"omg, i'm so embarrassed" i said. 

while smiling and laughing mason says " haha no worries mils, imma call u mils now"

"alrighty then, ill shall be now known as mils. so hows  declan doing?" i said. 

"hes alright, him and his fake girlfriend have been having lots of fights" he replied. 

"what do u mean fake girlfriend?"i asked 

"shit, my bad, might as well tell u now but like don't tell anyone mate" 

"don't worry, your secret is  safe with me" i replied 

"so, dec is an attractive young man right" he said sarcastically. "but anyways, some clubs require players to be taken. So they set them up with people like, for me the world thinks im taken but i have no romantic feelings towards chloe" he explains. 

"wait you're serious, that's a shock" i replied. 

"yeah, i mean they do that so i won't be distracted from finding a gf cus i would already have one" he said. 

"wow, yeesh its already 6. i have to go in a few min" i said 

"wait mils" 

"yeah" i said. 

"could we meet up later today" he asked. 

He asked for my phone number so i gave it to him. I get dry and put on my flip flops. he gets out and runs to me. My stomach filled up with excitement. he walks next to me and takes my hand. 

in my head i was like shoot my hand is going to be so sweaty. please don't let it be sweaty. shit why do i like him so much. get it out. get it out. 

"my room is this way too" he says

"this is my building, i'll see u later" i say. 

"wait, lemme give u this" he says while giving me his england shirt. 

my heart melts. I jump on him and thank him. 

"don't lose it, its the shirt that we won the euros with" he says 

"i wont lose it don't worry" i say back

i walk away and look back. he's walking away and he also looks back. we have a few seconds of eye contact. then i get into the building. 

"is that amelia?" another familiar voice says.