Nothing Else Matters - Miniminter

044

That's an hattrick! England Lionesses Striker Yasmine Lloyd has been striking poses in her homemade sexy lingerie shoot, showing her provocative side.

"Oh fuck!" Simon muttered as he dropped his phone and hide his face in his large hands.

He knew that this was going to kill his girlfriend when she (if she hasn't already) finds out someone has hacked her cloud and has posted photos of her. I knew where all the photos were from, as I either took them after a drunken night out or were for me. When you know. So I had half of the blame even if I didn't leak them out. The more I looked at them and saw how popular they were becoming the more I began to rage, no one should be seeing her like this.

I come off Twitter and dialled her number which rang a few times before going to speaker phone. The time was currently midday so it's more than likely that she's airing me rather than her being asleep and unknown with the storm she has caused.

"Damn, you are one lucky motherfucker!" JJ appeared through the door with a Cheshire Cat smile washed over his face along with his phone in one hand and a protein shake in the other.

I fell back onto my bed as I groaned in annoyance. "She is always your best friend and you know this will kill her!"

"How do you know that her people didn't plan this?" He asked casually still swiping through the photos.

I grabbed his phone and locked it and through it across the room. "What will that achieve for her? She is serious with football she wouldn't don't anything to put that in jeopardy" I spoke.

"Chill out! There are LOADS of male photos who have bad photos circling around the internet and it isn't affecting their game"

"And everyone knows that the media treats guys differently, they will be milking this for ages"

I got up and grabbed my keys and wallet from the side. "Where are you going?"

"To see Yas" I shouted as I left my room.

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I had currently locked myself in my bedroom and then into my walk in cupboard wardrobe, just so I felt a little safer as I had layers from myself and the world who were currently slut shaming me.

I woke up this morning feeling ready to take on the World, throughout the morning I spotted that my phone was blowing up, which I didn't understand why. As it wasn't my birthday & nothing major has happened to me. Until I scrolled through twitter and found the article on the trending page. I didn't really looked at it in depth all I saw was the words sexy and provocative. My chest started to become tighter as I struggled to breathe, I threw the phone on the sofa and buried it under loads of cushions before running and locking myself in.

Once I cried for around half an hour or so, I started to become a lot more calmer and started to think a lot more rationally. Surely I can take legal action as this a brief of my privacy.

As I got out of my cupboard and slowly unlocked my door, I stood peeking out of my door to try and listen if anyone was in my house. Not really sure who I am expecting. I took a deep breathe and tiptoed down the hall. As I reached to the open plan which was just down the corridor I found Simon and JJ sat which made me jump out of my skin.

"How are you feeling?" Simon spoke cautiously.

I nodded as I tried to control my emotions, not really looking at either of them in the eye.

"Hey we will get through this" he admitted as he gently kissed my cheek. "Atleast they chose some fucking good shots" he whispered in my ear.

I couldn't help but let out a small laugh as I rested my forehead on his shoulder. Just being around him made me feel safe, with the scandal not feeling as massive it did when I first saw them.

"So I'm not allowed to say that but you are?" JJ groaned.

We both laughed as we turned to him as he crossed his arms across his chest, giving Simon a serious look.

"Yes because she is my girlfriend and not yours" he argued sticking his tongue out.

Before he could answer Dom's voice boomed around the apartment with the dogs appearing from two different directions yapping their heads off.

I could feel my body tense up as he appeared which I'm 100% positive Simon noticed as he gave me a long kiss on the forehead before he joined JJ on the sofa as I followed Dom in the kitchen.

"Oh Yasmine" he let out a dramatic sigh.

"Why does all the bad shit have to happen to me" I moaned as my head fell on his shoulder.

Instantly of cuddling me he kept completely still, I moved off him to see his serious stern look.

"I don't think you know how serious this is"

I raised my brows at him. "Seriously? Ofcourse I fucking do! I know that I'm the face of Nike and I've got loads of young girls looking up at me and will try and copy me whatever I do!" I snapped. "But you can't put any of the blame from this on me"

"Can't blame you? Isn't that you in the photo?" He questioned, making me nod. "Well if you were intoxicated and was being made to pose like a slut, then this is very much your fault than the person who leaked it!"

I could feel tears appearing in my eyes again, but I was holding them back as I didn't want to cry around him as he'd probably attack me even more.

His expression softened. "We just have to take them down, wait around a week for someone else to fuck and this will just be a distant memory"

I bite the side of my mouth. "Right a distant memory" I rolled my eyes.

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I hope you guys are still enjoying the story of Yasmine. If there is anything you want to see happen in the story, leave a comment or message! I'm all in for alittle stirring of direction