I came up with the idea and started to write this during the West Ham v. Fulham match earlier today. Seeing Andy in a different coloured shirt with a different number on the back and a different badge on the front is hard. I'll miss him. I love him a lot. We should've never let him go. I hope we do get him back after the loan move but...I don't know. Something inside me tells me we will because I don't think West Ham will have the funds to pay £17million plus for Andy...I hope I'm not eating my words in the next summer transfer window...
Anyway, enjoy xx
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Anna waited anxiously as she watched Andy talking away on his mobile phone. She chewed her recently manicured fingernails and leant forward on the kitchen counter. Andy had migrated to the garden to speak in peace on the phone. He kicked a small tennis ball across the garden and as it landed in a bush of petunias, Andy’s Alaskan Malamute trotted in from the hallway and nudged Anna’s leg.
“Wolf,” Anna bent down and patted the dog’s head. “Are you hungry, boy?”
Anna reached for the dog food out of one of the cupboards and wandered over to Wolf’s bowl. She poured the biscuits into his massive plastic red bowl and as Anna took the food away, Wolf licked his lips and stuck his head in the bowl and began to scoff.
Anna placed the food back in the cupboard and span around to the back door once she heard it open. She looked expectantly at Andy who slipped his phone into his pocket and closed the back door.
“So?”
“West Ham,” Andy leant against the back door, closing his eyes in clear disappointment.
“Oh Andy,” Anna walked straight to her boyfriend and flung her arms around him. Her Geordie accent wobbled with every word she spoke. “I’m so sorry, babe.”
He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head as she started to blub into his shirt. She loved her Andy as much as she loved her beloved football club Liverpool. To see him like this was horrible, and to know he was leaving the club, albeit on loan, was just as distressing. She’d known Andy ever since they were small and when they grew up together, they’d always chatter to one another over their love of football, even though Andy was an avid Newcastle United fan and Anna and her family were Liverpool Football Club fans. When Andy had broken into the youth system at Newcastle, Anna had supported him all the way. Before she knew it, her family were to move to Liverpool and the two eventually lost contact with one another. When Andy was to secure a £35million pound move to Liverpool, Anna was over the moon and eventually got in contact with her childhood best friend. A week after Andy had joined the Reds, both of them met up and Andy declared his love for her, stating that after a turbulent time off the pitch at Newcastle, he finally wanted to settle down with the one he knew he loved the most.
“Please don’t cry, Anna. It’s gonna be okay,” Andy said in a warm, husky voice. “I’ve spoken to Sam Allardyce, I know him from my Newcastle days. Plus I know Kevin Nolan. Things will be fine.”
“I just can’t imagine Liverpool without you though…” Anna mumbled. Not only was Andy her boyfriend, he was also her best friend and the city of Liverpool and the club would not be anything without her knight in shining armour. “I know it’s only a loan deal, but it’s gonna be hard.”
“I know, babes, I know,” Andy cradled her in his arm and stroked her head. “I need the football though. If Brendan Rogers says I may not start as much, you know I have to keep the football going, even if it is somewhere else. You understand?”
“I do. I honestly do,” Anna sniffed. “It’s just gonna be hard seeing you in a different shirt, that’s all.”
“I understand,” Andy replied. “I gotta keep the ponytail swinging somehow though.”
