'marcus babe what do you mean i can't go' i questioned
'well i really don't want you to go after last night' he sighed
'why i'm fine' i laughed
'phil may be kicked from the team but he's definitely still allowed in the stadium and i'm scared he will be looking for you' he whined
'babe i will be with gareth and the boys on the bench they won't let anything happen i promise' i said kissing his nose
'ok you can come' he fake smiled kissing me and getting up to get ready
'love you' i shouted
'love you too' he smiledit was game time and i was stood in the tunnel with the starting 11
1. jordan pickford
2. kyle walker
5. john stones
6. harry maguire
8. jordan henderson
12. kieran trippier
21. ruben loftus-cheek
7. jesse lingard
18. ashley young
10. raheem sterling
9. harry kanethey walked out and lined up to sing the national anthem. myself, gareth, the medical team and the boys walked to the bench and stood up and sang the national anthem. the game kicked off. 'let's go boys' i shout. 'that should be me' i hear someone scoff from behind me, i turn around and phil, phil jones was sat behind me. i jump from fright and he grabs my hair pulling my head back and whacking it off the railing, 'back off' i hear marcus growl as he removed phil's hand from my hair. he pats my head and holds me close to his chest 'i'm sorry' he whispered pushing my hair behind my ear 'it's not your fault marcus' i said with my head still buried into his chest. phil was being pulled out of his seat must to his disliking and during the rage he threw a full 2 litre water bottle at my head...
everything started to go blurry, i could hear people calling my name and tapping my face trying to keep me awake... then everything went black...
i woke up in the medical room alone and the game was still happening outside i walk outside and marcus came over and embraced me tightly and sat back down 'what's the score' i whispered sitting down next to gareth '1-0, it's only the 25th minute' he said rubbing my back 'i thought i had been gone ages' i laughed.
the game finished 6-1, the boys were going out to celebrate and asked me to join them.
'harriet we're heading out tonight you wanna come' harry asked me 'i'd love to' i fake smiled.
i didn't want to go but then again i didn't want to ruin the boys night as they all wanted me there. 'we don't have to go if you don't want to' marcus said wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing the top of my head 'no it's fine i'll go' i said turning around and kissing his lips, he tried to deepen it by pushing me onto the bed 'we better get ready then' i said pulling away and clasping his cheeks.i got dressed in a burberry dress an white air force 1's. i did very little makeup and my hair was braided.
we arrive at the club and raheem orders a round of drinks for the whole team, i order an apple juice, marcus does the same. i can tell he knows i don't want to get drunk so he does the same.
1 hour later*
'yooooo has come here' kyle and kieran shout from the other side of the club. i could tell they were very drunk. i get up reluctantly and walk over to them.
kyle wraps his arm around me as if he was protecting me 'how are you' he smiled 'i'm actually feeling great' i pathetically smile 'harriet i can tell your not feeling well, i reckon you should head home' he smiled sympathetically 'i don't want to go alone' i said looking down at the ground 'marcus will go with you i was talking to him and he said he has no problem taking you back early' kieran said rubbing my back 'i don't want to ruin his night though' i mumble 'don't be silly harriet, he cares about you he won't mind at all' kyle laughed 'you two are being very sensible for the amount of alchol you've had' i laugh trying to change the subject 'stop changing the subject harriet' kyle laughed 'go get your man and go home' kieran smiled, i hugged them both and walked over to marcus who was sat with dele and eric
'sorry to interrupt but can i talk to marcus for a minute' i smile holding out my hand, he takes my hand and stands up i walk him away from the boys and he wraps his arm around my waist and i lean my head on his shoulder.
'you wanna go?' i questioned 'i'm ready when you are' he winked and bit his lip 'i don't mean it in that way baby i'm just tired and feel ill' i sigh 'that's fine gorgeous, go grab your bag and we can leave so i can look after you properly ' he said kissing my foreheadwe arrived at the hotel and jumped out of the the car, marcus shielded my face from the paparazzi with his hoodie and wrapped his arm around my back guiding me into the foyer.
when we got into the room i flopped onto the bed and fell asleep before i could even take my makeup or clothes off,
marcus came over to my side of the bed and took all my makeup off even my false eyelashes which woke me up a bit, he took my shoes off and wrapped his hoodie around me and jumped into bed and held me close to him, making sure i was warm 'i am so blessed' i heard him whisper as i wasn't fully asleep 'i love you so much' he said kissing my forehead and turning off the lamp.
'I love you too' I whispered under my breath but he heard it, he just laughed.

YOU ARE READING
it started with a... (marcus rashford)
Romancei'm doing this for fun since i enjoy reading fan fic's a lot i thought it would be a good idea to make one... let's see how this goes, its a love story about a girl from liverpool who falls in love with a boy with manchester... what could go wrong...