Sunsets and footballers

Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson Mini (1)

"She loves you, Dory. Just be patient and be honest with what you need, okay? I'm a phone call away."

Jordan's arms tightened around her friend and she nodded. She didn't want her to go.

"Also, if she doesn't sleep in your bed, she's more than welcome to sleep in mine."

Jordan couldn't help but scoff and slap her arm as she pulled away. Of course she wouldn't have sex with Leah tonight. She wasn't even sure if she'd let her come back into their home tonight.

"What? You have needs."

YFN gave her a reassuring smile and Jordan returned it before she jumped back into the driver's seat. She watched the two outside hugging and the sight that YFN had also become important to Leah wasn't missed by her. She saw YFN say something to Leah, and she knew immediately that it was good, reassuring advice. She was always that person. The one you felt safe opening up to and getting advice from. It was crazy to think they hadn't met long ago; she felt like she'd known her forever.

They exchanged a few more pleasantries before Leah got back into the car. The silence was loud. Jordan was so nervous around Leah all the time, and she found it hard to think. Luckily for her, all she needed to do was to think about the hurt she'd caused, and it helped her to shut down those surface level feelings off. She was just driving home, as if Leah wasn't even there.

She was almost home, a fully twenty minutes of silence, when Leah's hand was carefully placed on Jordan's thigh, near her knee. Jordan sucked in a breath. It wasn't sexual or flirting, she knew that. It was just the reassurance she craved. For what? She had no clue. But she didn't move her hand and after a while, she could see Leah relaxing at the knowledge of this.

Jordan pulled into the driveway near Leah's black Mercedes and turned the car off. Still, silence. Jordan refused to speak. She knew it wasn't very mature, but she didn't care. Captain Leah broke first, of course.

"Can I come inside?" She asked gently, removing her hand.

Jordan thought about it as she stared over the dash. They were two very soft, emotional people. If Leah came inside, that would be a lot of emotion and she knew she wouldn't be able to stop it. Jordan felt more vulnerable at night, and without YFN there to keep things civil, she was worried.

"Please?" Leah whispered. It was so soft, so vulnerable and...pleading...that Jordan turned to look at her. She didn't realise how close she'd been to tears and blinked those away.

Leah had her head back against the seat and she was looking at Jordan as if she'd been staring at her for the entire car ride. She probably had. Jordan had been too focussed on anything else. Right now she looked at Leah and she'd never seen that expression before. It was pain and longing and guilt. So much guilt.

"Okay." Jordan said, not even realising she'd said it.

They walked up to the entrance, Jordan's pace slow and Leah's close behind her. She could feel her watching her every move. She took her key out and tried to get it into the keyhole, her hand shaking with built up emotion. Leah appeared over her shoulder, careful not to touch her beyond her larger hand which took Jordan's hand softly and guided it to the keyhole.

"Thanks..." She said without thinking about it. They entered and Blu was bounding towards them then, aiming straight at Leah. She grinned and picked him up, pulling him into his favourite position against her chest with one arm. He licked her face. He missed her. Jordan couldn't help but look at them cuddling and remember how cute they were together. Leah noticed her looking.

"I miss him a lot."

"I think he misses you too." She admitted and led the way to the couch. She let Leah sit first, placing Blu in his bed before she did, and then Jordan sat at the opposite end of the couch just like YFN had suggested. Being too close to Leah would blind her with her own emotions.