it started with a... (marcus rashford)

part 1 🤍

'HARRIET' trent called from downstairs. 'that's me' i reply walking downstairs to see him standing at them bottom fumbling my phone in his hand. 'i-is it who i think it is' i whisper. 'it's them' he replied excitedly. i answer the phone nervously. 'hello' i say, 'Hi, harriet it's gareth' they replied 'southgate?' i just about replied 'indeed, we were wondering if you would like to come co manage our england squad for the upcoming 2018 fifa world cup in russia' gareth said excitedly on the other end of the line 'oh my this is a-a dream come true, of course i would love to' i stuttered down the phone 'ahh brilliant, i am delighted, we start on friday it is currently sunday can't wait to see you' gareth replied 'i can't wait see you then' i reply still shocked at what i had just heard 'bye now' he replies hanging up. i didn't even notice but by now my whole family was surrounding me my younger brother with tears in his eyes and the rest smiling broadly. 'HARRIET' trent squealed picking me up and hugging me tightly 'i'm so proud of you, you deserve this' he exclaimed putting me back down 'i love you' i reply tears streaming down my face. this was the best day ever, but i still had a thought in the back of my mind, that trent was yet to revive a phone call, i knew in my heart he deserved this and i hoped that it happened i didn't know when but i hoped it would, i didn't say word about it to trent in front of the family, i decided i would talk to him about it in private later on. 'harriet my darling' my mum said clasping my cheeks in her two hands 'i'm so proud of you baby girl' she had streams of tears running down her face and neck, next was marcell, he was my youngest brother i adored him, he was always the most emotional about things like this, i looked over to him and of course he had red eyes and a face full of tears and opened my arms wide and he ran into my arms i grasped him swaying side to side for a minute before anyone said anything, it was moments like these that i cherished dearly, 'i love you M' i croaked not realising i was crying again 'i love you too H, i'm so proud of u, i'll be supporting you and the boys 100% of the way' he sobbed into my shoulder 'thank you' was the only thing i managed to say back, he made me so emotional, Tyler was always hard on me but it was his advice i cherished the most 'i'm so fucking proud of you little one' he said with so much excitement in his voice ' i'm glad' i squeaked kissing his cheek and moving to my dad 'papa alexander-arnold' i said softly 'my girl, i can't wait for the world cup now' he said kissing my forehead, my dad never showed much emotion but this time i could tell he was holding back the tears.