Who's daughter? - Luke Shaw

part 21-

I had been out of hospital a couple weeks and was going to a Manchester United home game, I couldn't wait, things with my dad were slightly better now he was coming to accept the fact that me and luke were giving things ago, even if he did hate the fact that I no longer wore my Carrick shirt but had traded it for a number 23 Shaw shirt.

"I wish you would still were your Carrick one" he mumbled as ella was getting the young girls ready for the game
"And I wish you would stop going on about it but we can't all get what we wish for can we?" He sighed well Ella laughed at the sassiness that came out my mouth
"Oh she's back" she laughed

Arriving at stadium, players everywhere
"There's my favourite Carrick" Mr Paul Pogba came behind me lifting me up
"Paul be careful" I heard my dad shout
"Shit yeah sorry, how are you?" He asked pulling me in for a hug, Pogba had been one of the ones to come visit me during my stay in hospital.
"I'm ok, he's just overprotective" I mumbled
"He's your dad he's allowed, anyway a Mr Luke Shaw sent me to come get you" he laughed pulling me along to where the players were all stood, he at the time was having a one on one with one of the coaches, I stood waiting and when he caught my eye all he could do was smile
"You know your dad was like that with ella" looking to my left I saw the one and only Sir Alex Ferguson
"He'll come round to it all in the end, in the mean time make sure that kid treats you right" I smiled up at sir Alex as he went out about his duties.

"Babe" I saw Luke coming my way smiling
"I've missed my luckily charm at games" I hit his arm.
"Don't be silly, you don't need no good Luck charm" pulling me in to a hug he smelt so amazing, so calming, this was my favourite place to be.