work of art • trent alexander-arnold

eight

"nah its all good, take your time" he cheerfully smiles as he leaves

i blush and smile at the sight of his smile, it cheered up my day when he smiled

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not long after he's gone, my mum walks in

"hey Chloe"

"Hey Mum"

"who was that you was just talking to?"

"trent, was handing me the fitness test papers"

she looks through some of the files on my shelf looking for something

"you never told me what happened at the party, why you left" she asks

"Just went to see a friend like i told you"

"Chlos, there's no need to lie to me"

"Mum its not even a big deal"

"please Chloe"

"alright, Jess was there, i don't bloody know how but she was and she tipped her drink over my head and Trent happened to be in London with one of his mates and so i went over with them until the party was over"

"How did she get there? your uncle knows how much of a prick she is, he'd never invite her"

"im just as clueless as you are mum"

"well thank god you at least managed to find somewhere"

"yeah if trent didn't save me i actually had no idea what i would do"

"you guys good mates then?"

"yeah, Jude as well, partners in crime"

then she does that one little laugh from which i know exactly what she's implying, she does it every time

"no mum, were just friends"

"alright alright love, i didn't actually say anything" she laughs as she takes the folders she needs and leaves

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incoming call

trent 🤔

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"hey"

"hey Chlos, are you done with work?"

"well i don't have anyone left today but im meant to stay till at least 2, at it is 1:30"

"fucks sake just come" i can hear jude shout

"alright fine but why so rudee"

"he forgot his phone in the media room and i wont get it for him"

"where are yous?"

"the carpark, were in my car

"okay ill be their, just give me a minute because ill go grab Jude's phone"