𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 - phil foden

27

"foden what did i say last night." gareth says waking us both up.

i sit up and see across the room john was already up

"sorry sir." phil says getting out of my bed

"why were you in her bed anyway?" gareth asks him

"they're dating." john shouts

"i though y/n had a boyfriend." he says

"you knew?" i ask

"everyone knew, we just got told to be quiet about it." gareth tells me

"i'm gonna kill him." i say

"phil i hope you understand what you have done." gareth says to him

"i broke up with my boyfriend." i say

"okay well that makes it slightly more okay but i don't want you getting distracted." he says

"i promise i won't, you know me i love football way too much." phil says

"okay i'm going to take your word, now get ready. big day." gareth says leaving the room

"jee thanks john." phil says

"you're welcome." he replies

"this might be my last day with you guys." i say getting up out of bed

"leaving so soon hey." john says

"my dad's the one taking me home, i don't wanna go." i explain

"if we persuaded jack we could ask him if he will make it a really big deal and tell gareth he doesn't want to be here without you." phil suggests

"as if he'd believe that though, do you not remember them a few days ago?" john says

"yeah but we're over that, we've got a lot closer." i say

"you could try, but would jack ever agree to it." john says making a point

"jack probably doesn't care that i'm going, i guess i'll just have to deal with it." i say

"but i don't want to deal with it. "phil says walking over to me and taking both of my hands and standing infront of me

"what makes you think i do either." i reply

"you can kiss by the way, just tell me when to close my eyes." john says

i smile and lean in, phil puts his hands around my neck and kisses me back.

"hey hey i didn't get a warning." he says

"tough." phil replies pulling away

"breakfast." mason says opening our door and poking his head in

phil takes my hand with his and we follow john out the bedroom.

we all go downstairs to the dining room we ate dinner in last night and sit down at the table as breakfast gets served.

"did everyone sleep alright?" gareth asks sitting down in his chair

"yes." most people reply

"so big day, who's nervous?" he asks

"im alright ya know." jack replies

"same here." raheem says

"good good." gareth says

once everyone had finished we all got told to go back upstairs and get ready to get the coach to wembley.

"can i talk to jack for you." phil says to me as we open our hotel room door

"i mean if you want, i highly doubt he'll do anything. he's very stubborn." i reply walking in the room

i grab my clothes out of my suitcase and walk to the bathroom before someone pulls me back.

"what do you think you're doing." phil says

"what do you mean, i'm getting dressed?" i reply

"john's not here." he says

"so?" i ask

"get dressed out here." he says

"look at you, can't resist." i say walking away from the bathroom door

"do you blame me?" phil asks smirking

i walk over to my bed and throw my top and shorts over. in the corner of my eye i see phil staring, i turn my whole body so i'm facing him.

"continue." he says

i take my top off and put the clean one on, same with my shorts.

"you can stop staring now." i say giggling

"i don't want to." he replies walking closer so our bodies are touching

i look up into his eyes, he picks me up and i wrap my legs round him. i put my hands on his cheeks and give him a peck.

"that all?" he asks putting me back down

"wait and see." i reply