"y/n hurry up." jack shouts
"alright calm down." i shout back from upstairs
today was my brothers first england training session of the new season and was getting very nervous.
"i'm giving you two minutes or i'm leaving."
"jeez i'm coming stop crying about it." i say
i run down the marble staircase and see him waiting for me anxiously looking at his watch. lets just say our parents are rich, but no one likes them. if one piece of grass gets touched by an 'outsider' (which is what they call everyone who isn't family) they will sue them. it's kind of like we are the royal family but not, i've always been daddy's little princess which always meant i've had to have a prince. peter schwresbury. he's nice and all but this isn't the life i want to live. i don't want to be stuck with him until we both die. so that's why i persuaded jack to let me come with him. a summer away from this? yes please. i don't even like football but took the chance while i could.
"y/n we need to talk." jack says
"what."i say
"no boyfriends, no hookups, no kisses with the boys." he says
"think you're forgetting about someone jack..." i say
"come off it y/n, i know you don't actually like him. i'm not stupid and these days you are making it pretty obvious." he says
"am not."
"whatever you say." jack says
"bye mum, bye dad." jack shouts
"wait! let me come say goodbye to my two angels!" mum says running in holding our white pomerainian dog in her hands.
"now mummy loves you two lots, don't do anything silly will you." she says
"no mum." i say
dad and peter walk out into the hall with their hands in their pockets to where we all are.
"i'm gonna miss you kids." dad says
"we'll be back dad." jack says
"come here my two babys." mum says opening her arms wide and throwing them round us.
when she finally lets go dad walks over to me.
"i love you my little princess." he says kissing my forehead and rubbing my back
"i love you my super jack." he says doing the same to him
peter walks over to me and puts his arm round me as i slightly squirm but not too much that he will notice.
"i'm gonna miss you y/n, text me yes." he says
i nod
"i didn't hear a yes." he says again
"yes." i say annoyed
"aww now give me a goodbye kiss." he says in a soppy voice as he leans in
i give him a quick peck, "we better be going, bye guys." i say opening to double wooden front doors.
me and jack walk out to his range rover that mum got him when he came back from a party at the right time and he starts the engine. they are all still there at the door waiting for us to leave.
"just get out of this place already."i say
"come on, it's not that bad." jack says
"it's not that bad, that's easy for you to say. atleast you're not trapped with someone for the rest of your life jack."i say
"peter's a good guy." he says
"he treats me like i'm 5." i say
jack puts his foot on the reverse pedal and slowly exits the massive driveway. the three of them wave at us and i wave and fake smile back. we get out onto the road and i set up on google maps the directions to st georges park.
"i was serious about earlier y/n, no dating the boys." jack says
"can you stop being all big brothery, it's annoying." i say
"i'm only doing it for the sake of you, i care about you. trust me not a single one of them is good enough for you and will treat you like shit."
"so all footballers do that?" i ask
"yes y/n that's what i've been trying to say."
"jack you're a footballer.
"i know and i treat girls like shit, it's not good of me i know." he says
"where has the old jack gone, the one who never used to admit he was wrong." i say
"shut up." he says
"how long do i have to be in this car with you?" i ask
"32 more minutes apparently." jack says as i roll my eyes
i get my phone out of my back pocket and go on instagram, i see that peter has already posted a photo of us and captioned it 'i'm going to miss her' and all of his suck up little friends have commented.
(THE INSTAGRAM POST)
*photo of me and peter*
caption: i'm going to miss her...
@william.newsbury: everything will be okay peter...
@simondavies: the king and queen on princess agatha's school have been split?!
@alexandermcqueen: you'll be reunited before you know it
@benjamincrew: it's so stupid how they get the whole summer just for football, all you do is kick a ball around. seriously not that hard.
(END OF INSTAGRAM POST)
i go onto the england's own page and see that they have posted a new photo.
(THE INSTAGRAM POST)
*photo of me and jack when we were younger*
caption: not one, two grealishs' are coming this summer!
@petershcwresbury: you've taken her
@adamjsmithy: double trouble
@davidbeckham: great to see!
@premierleague: should be fun!
@y/ngrealish: can't wait!
~reply to @y/ngrealish~ @england: see you soon!
(END OF INSTAGRAM POST)
"why does peter love me so much?" i say talking to myself
"i know right, who would love you." jack says
"i wasn't talking to you." i say
"well that's just lonely if you were talking to yourself." he says
"do you ever know when to shut up?" i ask
"do you ever know when to shut up." he says in a high pitch voice mocking me
"idiot." i say under my breath
"heard that." he says
i go back on my phone to text my best best friend. she was rich too, so we kind of became friends so we can moan about our snobby families to each other.
(THE TEXTS)
me: maya no joke i need help
maya: what's up bae
me: remember that football thing i was telling you about that i'm going to to get away from peter, well i'm actually going
maya: what do you mean? i knew you were going
me: no like i'm actually going, like it's getting way too real.
maya: ohh now you sort of make sense i guess
me: and i'm stuck in this stupid car with jack
maya: well atleast tomorrow you're parent free, i have to go to this tea party with these random ass people
me: loserrrr
maya: i'm not even going to deny it, i am.
me: losing signal, text you later
(END OF TEXTS)
jack starts to come off the motorway.
"are we here?" i ask
"nah, i need coffee." he says
"get me one."i say
"no chance." he replies
"i'll come then." i say
jack parks up in the service station car park and we both get out of the car.
"you're small." he says just to annoy me
"shut up." i say as we walk into starbucks
"hi what can i get you." the barista asks
"i'll have a medium cappuccino if that's alright." jack says
"yep, name?" she asks him
"jack." he says
"and anything for you?" she asks me
"small espresso please." i say
"name?"
"y/n." i say
"perfect, if you want to wait over there we will get it sorted." she says as me and jack walk over to the waiting area
"are we sitting or going back to the car?" i ask
"nah we'll sit, go get that table." he says
"do i trust you'll actually bring mine over?" i say
"just go sit down." jack says as i go find a table.
i sit down and take my phone out and see i've got 5 missed calls, all from peter. i ring him back and wait for him to answer.
"y/n?" he says
"why have you called me so many times?" i ask
"i just wanted to see if you're alright." peter says
"i'm fine peter." i say
"you don't sound fine." he replies
"i'm fine, i've got to go. i'll text you when i arrive." i say declining the call
jack comes over with two coffees.
"here you are your highness." he says
"it was you who told me to sit down." i say
"take a joke y/n, whats wrong with you?" he asks me
"peter called me five times just to ask if i'm okay." i say
"sweet."
"i'm just gonna take this time to forget about him."i say
"and what happens when we go back home and you see him again." jack says taking a sip of his coffee
"i can sort that out later, so can you promise me something?" i ask
"depends." he replies
"i don't want to hear the name peter the whole summer." i explain
"copy that." he says
"thanks jack, you know you can be nice when you want to." i say
"and it's over, hurry up rat." he says
"good while it lasted." i say