Shit. I could have just gotten it myself, I'm such a lazy fucker. My lockscreen was a picture of me at one of the euros games wearing an England home shirt with fucking WILLIAMSON on the back. Of all people and here she is. In my house.
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^Imagine it's the Euros home shirt and Niamh is watching from the stands.
"Wait never mi-"
"Oh ye I see it" The light from my phone flashes on her face. SHIT.
"Nice lockscreen" She smiles as she passes me my phone. I take my phone and quickly change my lockscreen to a picture of the ocean I took when I was on holiday in Spain with one my best mates that Lessi greeted me to, Ona Batlle. I remember having a thing for her that quickly disappeared after we came back to England.
My phone is full of notifications as Leah accidentally posted a picture of us together at the pub yesterday.
"Leah"
"Ye?" I show her the pictures.
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^Amanda is Niamh.
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^Kims Niamh and the back is a pub
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