Castles Crumbling

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In which two players meet and fall in love But what will happen when they meet and will they get along? Their... Més

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Playlist
Intro
Travel (Chapter 1)
What am I doing here? (Chapter 2)
Friends? (Chapter 3)
Unpacking (Chapter 4)
I'm going out tonight (Chapter 5)
The morning after (Chapter 6)
Grocery shopping (Chapter 7)
Only the young (Chapter 8)
Only the young pt.2 (Chapter 9)
Training days (Chapter 10)
Confessions (Chapter 11)
Game day feels (Chapter 12)
Bad Idea, Right? (Chapter 13)
Locker room talk (Chapter 14)
Beach (Chapter 15)
Fire on Fire (Chapter 16)
Car (Chapter 17)
Party Party Party (Chapter 18)
Morning Love (Chapter 19)
IKEA (Chapter 20)
Anger (Chapter 21)
May I have a cat? (Chapter 22)
Feeling faint? (Chapter 23)
Talks and Paint (Chapter 24)
Reunited (Chapter 25)
First meeting (Chapter 26)
Visitor? (Chapter 27)
This is me trying (Chapter 28)
Pre game rituals (Chapter 29)
Winning (Chapter 30)
Date night (Chapter 31)
London Boy (Chapter 32)
Not a chapter
Travel (Chapter 34)
International Break (Chapter 35)
Stand by me (Chapter 36)
Castles Crumbling (Chapter 37)
ACL-squad (Chapter 38)
Happiness (Chapter 39)
You are in love (Chapter 40)
The end
Christmas 2033
A/N

Exploring (Chapter 33)

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Monday came quicker that I thought it would. We had won our game this weekend with 1-0 against Chelsea and everyone was quite happy. In fact, we weren't even supposed to get this day of, since we had a Champions League game this Thursday and a game against Aston Villa on Sunday. After that it was time for international break. I couldn't wait to go back to Sweden and spend time with my national teammates. We always had so much fun, and of course we played great football during that time. This time we were facing Spain. They were a strong team even though they were missing some players. I couldn't believe what those players had to go through. Their coach was a sick man and I supported nothing that he did. My friends from Barcelona had been complaining about him for a long time. I listened and supported them. Spending hours listening to them rant about him and calmed them down when everything was too much. 

That weekend was not what I should focus on at the moment, no that was my date with Leah and then our preparations for our Champions League game.

I stood in front of my closet, with clothes all over the floor and my bed. From my phone you could hear different voices telling me about their opinions on what I should wear. I had called Nathalie and Filippa for their opinions and ended up with most of the Swedish national team on the call. It was always like that, and it made it so much harder to choose what to wear.

In the end I decided on a pair of low-waisted blue jeans, with a long-sleeved shirt and a green west over. I added some accessories, did a simple make-up look, with green eyeshadow and black eyeliner. As always, I put on my black docs and grabbed my favorite tote bag. It had pockets inside, do I have to say more?

Leah had said that she would pick me up at nine in the morning, and that we would go out for breakfast first. That girl was so cute, I couldn't believe that she liked me.

At exactly nine the doorbell rang, it was her. And she looked beautiful. With her hair braided, a dark white shirt with some kind of quote on, a thick zip up and black jeans. She looked effortlessly beautiful and in a way I was jealous. "You look stunning, you always do." I said as I locked up. "And that comes from you. Every time I see you, I think that you can't get more beautiful, and every time you look better than the last." She answered with a grin. "Are you saying that I looked ugly in the beginning." I responded, faking being hurt. "You know that is not what I meant." She answered and pecked my lips. 

I sat down in the passenger seat. She handed me her unlocked phone immediately, Spotify already open. I put on some music, well Taylor Swift. With love songs from Reputation and Lover playing we made our way down to central London. Our first stop was a small café. Here Leah ordered an avocado toast for me and scrambled eggs for herself. Along with that we each ordered a cup of tea. I tried to pay, but Leah wouldn't let me. She paid at our last date, I should pay at this one.

We sat down at a table in the corner as usual, and as soon as our food arrived, I took a picture. Leah laughed at my antics and took a bite of her food. Not even a second later she spat it out, complaining that it was too hot. "I can't take you anywhere!" I complained jokingly. Earning a glance and a kiss on my cheek from Leah. She was affectionate today. I didn't mind at all though. Shit I was down bad for her.

Our breakfast was full of small-talk, laughter and jokes. We could have spent hours there, if it weren't for our other plans. Our second stop of the day were Big Ben. I had never been there before and it was amazing. Leah spent our time there trying to get me to laugh and took pictures of me. It was very cute.

"Could we get two Fish and chips please?" I asked the man working at the food truck. "Of course, that will be 30 pounds." The man responded and started cooking our meals. I grabbed my card from my bag and kissed Leah while I tapped it against the card reader. Paying for our meal. "You distracted me, I was supposed to be spoiling you today." Leah pouted making me let out a small laugh. "You always treat me to something, and you pay the next time." I answered smiling. My hand was resting in hers, and we stood closer to each other than what was socially acceptable for friends. "So there will be a next time?" Leah asked cheekily while kissing me again. "Of course." I answered when we pulled apart and kissed her again.

"Hmmhhmm, your food is ready." The man from before said. Pulling us both out of our minds and away from each other. We both grabbed the paper plates and thanked the man before walking away to sit down somewhere.  

The rest of the day was spent exploring London. Stealing kisses and hugs when no one saw. It was the best day I had experienced in a while. Right now, we were sitting in the London Eye. The sun was setting outside, not that I noticed. I only had eyes for Leah.

Her lips were on mine as soon as we started going up. I had to force her away from me to take pictures and that only lasted for seconds before we were craving the touch of one another. "Thank you, Leah, I really enjoyed this." I admitted when we got off. My body was shivering and for the first time of the day I was cold. Without saying a word Leah draped her zip up over my shoulders and pulled me in for a hug. Warming up my frozen body with hers. I was so lucky to be hers.

Unfortunately, the rain started to pour down, in typical London fashion. Hand in hand we ran across London to where we had parked the car. "I'm so lucky to be with you. You know that right?" Leah asked, her face red from embarrassment. That confession was a lot for her. "And I'm lucky to be with you." I smiled back. "I know we said to take it slow, and that we have only been on three dates. But would you maybe like to be my girlfriend?" Leah asked, her face turning a deep shade of red. I answered with a whispering yes before kissing her.

That was the quickest I had ever seen her drive home.

The next morning, I didn't wake up in my own bed. 

So much for taking it slow.

@ottiliajansson

Ute och utforskar i London

Out and about in London

@viviannemiedema
How can you always look beautiful in photos?
  ^
@ottiliajansson
      Save those words for your girlfriend!!
  ^@bethmead
     
Save them for me please :)

@leahwilliamsonn
Shouldn't I get photocred?
  ^@ottiliajansson
     Always so humble

@nathaliebjorn
You finally had time to explore London!!!!
  ^@ottiliajansson
     It was lovely

@ottilialover
Is Lelia finally a thing?
   ^@williamsonlover
     Idk but they would be so amazing together
   ^@Leliashipper
     They are suuch a powercouple


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