work of art • trent alexander-arnold

eighteen

21.6.23

after the final we went on a little holiday for a week to Monaco which was lovely, and now that were back in Liverpool, we've just had a bit of a rest from all the crazy things that had been happening in the last couple weeks

i sit in my Flat watching some TV, Trent is meant to be coming over tonight and were meant to be going out for dinner

i get a ring on my door, im not expecting anyone so it might be Sofie or Trent, but if it was one of them they both have a key, they wouldn't ring the doorbell

i walk to the door and open it

"oh my shitting hell what the bloody fuck"

"hello chloe"

"Andres how the fuck do you know where i live and why the fuck are you even here"

"the house, very long story, why im here, i just wanted to say hello, can i come in?" he says, his slight spanish accent showing through

"no you cant come in Andres, can you please leave?"

"chloe i wanted to say sorry"

"Andres were over, and nothing will ever change in that statement, im living a much much happier life now without you, ive got a boyfriend better than you ever was and ive got amazing friends and i definitely don't need you so please just fuck off and don't ever show up here again" i shout and slam the door

.

"T, can you come over?"

"hey love? are you alright"

"just come, please" i say in a shaky, scared voice

"ill be right there"

.

not five minutes later he walks into my flat

"hey chloe? are you all good?"

i run up to him and kiss him

"whats wrong"

"bloody andres showed up at my door"

"how? when??"

"barely an hour ago, and i don't know how he got my fucking address"

"what did he want?"

"dunno, he said he was here to say hello but its clearly not, i told him to fuck off as soon as i saw him"

he holds me tight and kisses the top of my head

"don't worry, if that man shows up at your door one more time, ill deal with him"

i nod

"how about instead of going out we stay and cook dinner together?" he asks