"peter's a good guy." he says
"he treats me like i'm 5." i say
jack puts his foot on the reverse pedal and slowly exits the massive driveway. the three of them wave at us and i wave and fake smile back. we get out onto the road and i set up on google maps the directions to st georges park.
"i was serious about earlier y/n, no dating the boys." jack says
"can you stop being all big brothery, it's annoying." i say
"i'm only doing it for the sake of you, i care about you. trust me not a single one of them is good enough for you and will treat you like shit."
"so all footballers do that?" i ask
"yes y/n that's what i've been trying to say."
"jack you're a footballer.
"i know and i treat girls like shit, it's not good of me i know." he says
"where has the old jack gone, the one who never used to admit he was wrong." i say
"shut up." he says
"how long do i have to be in this car with you?" i ask
"32 more minutes apparently." jack says as i roll my eyes
i get my phone out of my back pocket and go on instagram, i see that peter has already posted a photo of us and captioned it 'i'm going to miss her' and all of his suck up little friends have commented.
(THE INSTAGRAM POST)
*photo of me and peter*
caption: i'm going to miss her...
@william.newsbury: everything will be okay peter...
@simondavies: the king and queen on princess agatha's school have been split?!
@alexandermcqueen: you'll be reunited before you know it
@benjamincrew: it's so stupid how they get the whole summer just for football, all you do is kick a ball around. seriously not that hard.
(END OF INSTAGRAM POST)
i go onto the england's own page and see that they have posted a new photo.
(THE INSTAGRAM POST)
*photo of me and jack when we were younger*
caption: not one, two grealishs' are coming this summer!
@petershcwresbury: you've taken her
@adamjsmithy: double trouble
@davidbeckham: great to see!
@premierleague: should be fun!
@y/ngrealish: can't wait!
~reply to @y/ngrealish~ @england: see you soon!
(END OF INSTAGRAM POST)
"why does peter love me so much?" i say talking to myself
"i know right, who would love you." jack says
"i wasn't talking to you." i say
"well that's just lonely if you were talking to yourself." he says
"do you ever know when to shut up?" i ask
"do you ever know when to shut up." he says in a high pitch voice mocking me
"idiot." i say under my breath
"heard that." he says
i go back on my phone to text my best best friend. she was rich too, so we kind of became friends so we can moan about our snobby families to each other.
(THE TEXTS)
me: maya no joke i need help
maya: what's up bae
me: remember that football thing i was telling you about that i'm going to to get away from peter, well i'm actually going
maya: what do you mean? i knew you were going
me: no like i'm actually going, like it's getting way too real.
maya: ohh now you sort of make sense i guess
me: and i'm stuck in this stupid car with jack
maya: well atleast tomorrow you're parent free, i have to go to this tea party with these random ass people
me: loserrrr
maya: i'm not even going to deny it, i am.
me: losing signal, text you later
(END OF TEXTS)
jack starts to come off the motorway.
"are we here?" i ask
"nah, i need coffee." he says
"get me one."i say
"no chance." he replies
"i'll come then." i say
jack parks up in the service station car park and we both get out of the car.
"you're small." he says just to annoy me
"shut up." i say as we walk into starbucks
"hi what can i get you." the barista asks
"i'll have a medium cappuccino if that's alright." jack says
"yep, name?" she asks him
"jack." he says
"and anything for you?" she asks me
"small espresso please." i say
"name?"
"y/n." i say
"perfect, if you want to wait over there we will get it sorted." she says as me and jack walk over to the waiting area
"are we sitting or going back to the car?" i ask
"nah we'll sit, go get that table." he says
"do i trust you'll actually bring mine over?" i say
"just go sit down." jack says as i go find a table.
i sit down and take my phone out and see i've got 5 missed calls, all from peter. i ring him back and wait for him to answer.
"y/n?" he says
"why have you called me so many times?" i ask
"i just wanted to see if you're alright." peter says
"i'm fine peter." i say
"you don't sound fine." he replies
"i'm fine, i've got to go. i'll text you when i arrive." i say declining the call
jack comes over with two coffees.
"here you are your highness." he says
"it was you who told me to sit down." i say
"take a joke y/n, whats wrong with you?" he asks me
"peter called me five times just to ask if i'm okay." i say
"sweet."
"i'm just gonna take this time to forget about him."i say
"and what happens when we go back home and you see him again." jack says taking a sip of his coffee
"i can sort that out later, so can you promise me something?" i ask
"depends." he replies
"i don't want to hear the name peter the whole summer." i explain
"copy that." he says
"thanks jack, you know you can be nice when you want to." i say
"and it's over, hurry up rat." he says
"good while it lasted." i say
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𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 - phil foden
רומנטיקהwhen y/n grealish meets her brothers teammates, phil foden starts it up with her. but here's the twist, she has a boyfriend, peter. it's like he doesn't exist until y/n gets taken home to her snobby family to see the guy she was forced to grow old w...
