work of art • trent alexander-arnold

seventeen

10.6.23

i miss him more than anything now

maybe taking a break wasn't such a great idea because i miss him a little too much but i still need to stick to my word

just thinking about the next time ill see him gives me butterflies

its 2 PM

i walk into the dining room where the team is eating their meals

i quickly grab trent by the arm from his chair and move him to a random empty corridor

"hi" i smile

"hey"

"good luck T"

"still another 4 hours till kick off you know"

"yeah but its a champions league final, you can win this, you can beat bloody PSG, you can do it"

he giggles "thank you chlos"

"find me before the game yeah- i want to tell you good luck again"

"of course"

i hug him

"you mark up messi for me yeah" i tell him

"of course"

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TRENT'S POV

i don't hate her at all for putting a bit of a break between us because now i look back i didn't really put as much effort into us than i should have and i didn't trust her

these past few days have been challenging not really speaking to her that much, but now that i see her speaking to other guys i know i have no right to worry, because its clear she won't replace me and i was simply being irrational and stupid

and i didn't cry this time because i know that no relationship is all sunshine, but two people can share one umbrella and survive the storms together

i want to win this game for Chloe, thinking about it she's been my source of happiness since we met, and i don't think i can live without her anymore. i'd die for her and id be happy that i did.

this is love

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