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The Google plays in position and with the whistle being blown by the ref. The euro's 2020 final has begun and it was coming home for England. 2 minutes into the match Luke Shaw scored the goal for England. Will not bow hit the back of that net every single England from erupted into a massive uproar of happiness and excitement. To be honest, I was the loudest in the box which set Lando and Max off laughing.

Continuing to watch the first half of the match and Italy was getting stronger. And they attempt to score a couple of goals, but they were unsuccessful because Pickford was able to save them. With the whistle for halftime being blown, it was another opportunity to surprise Becca, Ronnie and my dad down in the lower stands. I get out of my seat, but I feel the hand grab mine.

"Where you going?" my boyfriend asks curiously

"Just going to the lower stands to see my family" I replied and got a nod from Lando in response and then I tell him that I'll be back before the second half starts.

Walking out of the box and through the stadium, I headed for the stands and as I'm walking down the stairs towards my family, I'm instantly clocked by my nephew.

"AUNTIE JAMMIE" Ronnie shouts as he is running towards me.

"Hello, little man," I say, picking my nephew up and placing him on my hip, as we head back over to the family.

"Jas how are you?" Becca asked as she hugged me

"I'm good thanks, tired but good. I was a Goodwood this morning until about pm" I said to my brother's partner and as I handed Ronnie over to Becca, I see my dad, so I walk over to him and give him the biggest hug on the planet because it's been a while since I last saw my dad.

"Hiya dad," I said whilst smiling at him after our hug

"How my little racer, you alright," my dad asks me

"I'm alright. Just ready for Silverstone at the weekend, as it's the first sprint race ever in Formula one this weekend" I replied

For about 10 minutes, we ended up talking about football and Formula One and some other random stuff before I told the family I had to head back up to the books. And I'll be up to Stockport during the summer break. Once I was back at my seat, I sat down and grabbed my boyfriend's hand and smiled sweetly at him just as the whistle was blown to start the second half. From the get-go. England was very determined this was theirs and that they were bringing it home.

In the 67th minute, Italy. Which put the rest of the England team and their fans on edge, and a lot of the fans were praying that England would score another goal. In the 77th minute, an Italian player grabs the back of Saka's shirt and pulls him away from the ball. The ref did nothing. No red card. Nothing. Now that paved me off and has probably paved every England fan off as well. Lando and Max had to place a hand on my shoulders to calm me down. Luckily it helped.

When the full-time whistle went after extra time, it went into penalties. But after penalties, Italy had won the euros. Leaving England feeling the defeat and the entire England fanbase feeling defeated because all they wanted was for it to come home.

With the Italian name collecting the medals and the trophy, I had tears in my eyes wishing to see the England team on that stage celebrating, but no, they were feeling deflated. So I brought my phone out of my bag to text, the England team group chat, and told them that I was extremely proud of every single one of them, that they shouldn't give up and that they will get their chance again.

TW

Leaving the stadium and heading back to the car to head back to Woking, I was holding London's hand whilst I was getting my keys. Out of my bag. But once we approached the car, I've got a feeling a strange feeling that something was wrong. Unlocking the car I had my hand on the handle and all of a sudden I felt an arm around my neck and I glance over at Lando, seeing a man tugging at his wrist.

"GET OFF ME" I scream. Max tried to Get Me Out of the man's grip, but every time Max tried to get close to me that man's grip around my neck got tighter and it was making it harder for me to breathe. The feeling of tears trickling down my cheek was because I was petrified. All of a sudden I was pushed to the ground with my wrist being tugged with one hand, as the man was on top of me. On the other hand, was punching me and slapping me. Probably leaving me with massive bruises across my face and arms. My mind was going a trillion miles an hour thinking the worst was going to happen. Close. Eventually, the man got off with me and he and his mate ran off. Pushing myself out, leaning against my car, it is pain both Lando and Max rushed to my aid to make sure I was alright. I just leaned my head into my boyfriend's chest crying. With Lando taking my car keys out of my hand and give them to Max so that he can drive my car back to Woking. Lando sat in the back with me to comfort me. After dealing with the police at the stadium, Max drove us back to Woking as me and Lando needed to be at MTC in the morning. Both of our Richard Mille watches were taken. We probably won't get them back as they were one of a kind watches. Both are shaken up from tonight's events, but the main thing is that we're both okay.

On the journey back home, I fell asleep. But before I fell asleep, I sent a text to Zak and Andreas that myself and Land need to speak to them about something important tomorrow morning. Once getting home, it was silent between all of us. I headed straight upstairs, went into the bathroom, took my makeup off and put my hair in a messy bun and then put on an oversized hoodie and crawled into bed. A few minutes later, Lando got into bed and pulled me close to him and I snuggled into him for complete comfort, trying to forget the awful ending to the evening.

Sorry I haven't been posting the past couple of day I've been super busy but I'm sorry if this part isn't the best but I hope you enjoyed it