𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 - phil foden

28

"guys we need to go." declan says opening our door

"we'll be down just a sec." phil tells him as he exits the room

"look at me." phil says, "you are so beautiful. let me take a photo of you."

"actually i do need to post something." i say walking over to the plain wall

phil takes his phone out and takes the photo.

"i like it, send it to me." i say

"no." he replies

"why?" i ask

"cause i've already posted it." phil says

*the instagram post*

@philfoden: i'm the one who's meant to have fans, but it turns out i'm the fan of you

@masonmount: cute but come down we're all waiting

@maya.woodlock: there's my gal

~reply to @maya.woodlock: @philfoden: my gal

@ilovephillllfodennnn: phil you'll always be mineeee

*end of post*

"lets go." i say grabbing phil's hand and leading him out the bedroom

we go to reception where all the boys were.

"finally." they all say

"shut up." phil tells them

the coach is waiting outside and gareth comes up behind us tapping masons back.

"alright everyone here?" he asks, "let's go then."

all of us get on the coach and me and phil go to the back with the squad.

"move." phil says as jadon pushes past him and sits in the chair next to me

"what if i don't." jadon replies

"just move over bro." phil repeats

"go sit there next to mason." he says

 "no i'll come ,i need my head rest." i say standing up

me, phil and mason sit on a row of three chairs near enough the back. phil sits in the middle of us.

"so y/n i heard you might be going home." mason says leaning forward so he can see me

"yeah guess so." i reply

"gotta be tough, i know you don't like it there." he says

"i mean i love my parents but i hate home." i say as phil puts his arm round me and i rest my head on his shoulder.

"you'll come back." he says

"what do you mean?" i ask

"well world cup, you'll be here with jack right." mason says

"no i think this was a one time thing." i explain

"i'll make jack bring you next time." he replies

"i'm going to sleep." i say as phil taps his lap

"what?" i ask

"i think phil's asking for somethinnn." mason says

"swear to god mase." phil says as i realise what he means

i rest my head on phil's lap and close my eyes.

"y/n we're here." i hear phil say as i slowly sit up.

i had pins and needles in my arm from resting on it.

"we are?" i ask, "it's only been five minutes."

"it's been 25." phil says laughing

i stand up and see everyone was off the coach including mason. phil helps me up holding my hand as we walk off the coach.

"wow." i say as i catch a glimpse of wembley

i get my phone out of my pocket and take a photo and post it on instagram.

*the post*

@y/n.grealish: wembley 📍@england

@katiemills: lucky

@matthewhorridge: footballs boring

@england: so exciting!

*end of post*