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Lucy's Pov-

"Why are you crying luce?"

"What do you mean! You're fucking breaking up with me!"

"What?"

"What?" I reply, still crying. 

"Luce, who said I'm breaking up with you silly" Keira says taking my hand.

"You, you literally just said you were upping and leaving and- and it was for the best" I choke on my tears. As I see Keira laughing, I shout, "Why are you laughing, how the fuck is this funny"

"Lucy pull over please" I listen and pull into the closest side road and just sit staring straight ahead, numb.

Moving my head to face her with her hand resting on my tear stained cheek, Keira half whispers, "I meant I'm coming to Barcelona with you." I widen my eyes in realisation. 

"You would do that?" I say quietly. 

"Obviously, plus Barcelona ain't too bad of a team you know"

"Fucking hell Keira, I don't know whether to cry or kiss you"

"Well your already crying so..."

I pulled Keira in and placed our lips against one another. As we pulled away for air, I rested my forehead against hers and whispered, "I love you so much Keira, but do you genuinely want this, to leave City"

"It's not that I want want it but my career has to progress someway or another, and Spanish football has always been something I admired so why not"

"Say it back then"

"I love you too, Lucy Bronze"

Maisie's Pov-

As I walk back, along the pitch, towards where Katie was sitting, I had a few photos with some young girls hanging around by the barriers. It was only a small presentation thingy, mum had come to meet me half way through the warm up, we'd taken more photos, had a clap from the crowd and then gone off the pitch again. Eventually, I reach the block our seats were in, and jump over the barriers, and jog up the stairs. We had decided to sit with the fans and not in the box, purely because in my opinion, the fans are what makes football the best, so why not sit with them?

"Oi oi, miss 300 caps in the house" Katie shouts as I jog up the steps.

"Shut up, why so loud"

"Well it's not like everyone didn't just see you anyways"

"No need to embarrass me further you know"

"I know but still, how long we got?"

"5 mins till kick off" We both relax back into our seats and put our feet up on the empty seats in front. I suppose that was one of the perks of less fans, there's a lot more space around you to spread out. Just as the players walk out of the tunnel and we stand up to clap them on, I feel a tap on my shoulder, causing me to spin round.

"Hi, were you on the pitch?" A little girl says, who looks about 5 and is wearing a Man city top, from the row behind us.

"Yeah I was" I laugh, "did you see me then?" I observe who she's with, and it seems she's with her mum and  baby brother. Her mum looks crazily like Keira but I choose to take that as a coincidence and ignore it.

"Yeah! And you were with Lucy Bronze! Did you know My mum's cousin is dating her, but I haven't met her yet" The girl happily says as I slowly digest what she's saying.

"Ah, Josie, that's enough, don't bother her" Her mum pipes up, "sorry about that" she smiles apologetically at me.

"Oh no, that's alright, and um, did she say your cousin's with Keira?"

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