December 4, 2019
Actually, fuck the Liverpool trainers. Because of them, I got no sleep, and I can't walk.
What the fuck are they feeding them?
I think about last night, which really didn't end until about five hours ago. I think at some point, Trent said, "I love you," but I shrugged it off.
I suppose most men say that when they're already inside you.
I try to shake off the thought, not taking his words in the heat of the moment too seriously, then it dawns on me, Trent has a match today at Anfield, and here he is sleeping peacefully next to me. He looks like an angel when he sleeps, but an angel would never do what we did last night.
"Trent," I sing-song in his ear while rubbing his chest.
He rolls over to face me and pulls me close, "Mmm, another round then?" he smiles.
"As much as I would love that, you have a match in four hours that I think you should attend," I say sarcastically.
Trent darts out of the bed and runs to get in the shower.
"Get showered and I'll drive you home to grab your stuff, then I can take you to the bus," I shout after him.
I'm saying all this but I haven't even tested my legs out post-virginity.
"Thanks babe!" he shouts back.
Well, let me get dressed for a cold afternoon at Anfield.
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"My mom was a little upset you didn't come inside, but I told her you'll be at the match so please make sure you sit with them. I think she's getting the feeling that you're ignoring her," Trent says as he gets back in my car after grabbing his gear from his Liverpool home.
"But--"
"Which you are!" he laughs and I can't even protest.
I don't do well with parents, well, except Laca's.
I let out a huff, "Okay, I'll sit next to her during so she can stop hounding you."
"Great," Trent beams at me.
After a bit, we pull up to the bus parked at the practice field lot.
"Have fun with my family, don't be too worried, you'll have Tyler and Marcel to run interference between you and my parents," he chuckles at the worried look on my face.
"Okay," I peck him on the lips before he gets out.
I back out of the parking spot and turn to exit the lot, heading towards Anfield with my music blasting to block out my thoughts
Knowing my luck with parents, his mom probably knows I'm running from her.
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I'm sitting in my seat near the field while both goalies are warming up.
"Sydney!" I turn to see Marcel calling my name, with his brother and parents following his lead to my seat.
I stand to greet them, even though we've met briefly before, this will be far more intense. I hug all four of the family members as we exchange "hello's"and "good to see you's", Trent's mother being the last.
She pulls me into a friendly hug and says, "I'm so glad we get to spend a decent amount of time talking to each other, you practically ran off the last time!" she laughs.
I hate being right all the time, it's becoming exhausting.
"Yes, I was really nervous to meet you all so I was definitely caught off guard at the last match," I laugh nervously.
"Nothing to be worried about Syd, we've already put in a good word for you," Marcel winks at me.
"On top of Trent talking about you nonstop, they practically already know everything about you," Tyler adds.
"Especially since you've been all over the internet for the last four months," Trent's mother throws in.
"Oh, perfect," I reply, the nerves are not fading away at all.
To cut the awkward silence I say to Trent's parents, "Sorry, I didn't catch your names."
"Honey, you're all over the girl and we haven't even told her our names, I'm Steven, and this is my wife Dina," Trent's father smiles at me.
His smile reassures me a little. Then, when players come out to inspect the pitch, Trent comes up to us, "Just wanted to see how things are going," Trent's looks at me expectantly.
"It's going well! Just found out your family knows everything about me and I'm just now learning your parents' names," I say with a fake smile.
"Oh, yeah," Trent laughs nervously.
I notice fans in the stadium starting to clock Trent and I talking and I realize how obvious we look, especially with me sitting with his family.
"Okay, people are starting to stare, go back to the team and I'm going to go get some food," I whisper to Trent.
"Okay, I'll see you after the match then?"
I nod my head yes and tell the Alexander-Arnold clan I'll be right back.
I need to get back to laying low...and some nachos.
I turn around to walk up the steps and I'm faced with all the Liverpool WAGs and whew girl let's just say I stand out.
But then again, when do I not?
Then, I see Perrie next to Selena, Joe's wife. Selena waves me over. "Oh my gosh, Syd! Hey babes! How are you?" she stands to hug me.
"Selena! I'm good, I'm so happy to see you," I hug her, sighing in relief having a friend at this match with me.
"This is Perrie," Selena introduces us, "I'm sure you both know each other but never properly met."
Perrie and I exchange hello's and give each other a friendly hug. It's surprisingly less awkward, considering she found out about my existence through rumors of me sleeping with her man.
"Here to support Trent I see," Selena wiggles her eyebrows.
"Yeah, just being a supportive friend I suppose," I laugh nervously.
"Well Joe said you two are--"
"Huh?" I cut her off, briefly feigning confusion and then giving her a look that says 'not here'.
She laughs at my secrecy "Where are you headed?" Selena asks.
"On my way to grab a snack even though I have no clue where I'm going."
"Ooo, let me go with you babes, I'm starved," she stands to join me on my journey in search of food.
"You know, I think it's super cute to see you here supporting Trent, plus I'm glad to have a new friend who isn't as uptight as the others," she rolls her eyes.
"Is it that bad?" I ask before preparing my own nachos in the little VIP area Sel led me to.
"Syd, you would die. I can already tell you're not going for their drama," she laughs at my twisted up face, "it's the worst on group holidays."
"Yeah, you know I don't have the time nor the patience to deal with all that."
"So, are you and Trent coming on the next one with the Liverpool squad? It's usually split between couples and the other lads but if you two are together, then we can hang together," she suggests.
"Um, I don't know if that's going to work with my schedule with City and everything..."I trail off.
She gives me a look that says 'yeah, right' "I forgot, Joe told me from the beginning that Trent was struggling to get you to commit," she giggles.
"Damn, am I that obvious?" I give a questioning look while taking a bite of my nachos.
"Yeah, it's clear that you do your own thing, Trent is just along for the ride. Just make sure you find time for your man!"
"You're right, I know I know!" I say while walking up to the bar, ordering a rum punch with Selena by my side.
"But Trent told Joe you moved to St. Helen's to be closer. I know he's loving that," she says and then orders a drink for herself.
He's loving it all right.
I laugh at the thought.
Selena looks at me confused, and then gets a knowing look, "Oh my God I know that face! That's the, 'we've already fucked in the new flat' look!"
I didn't even know there was a look for that.
I look away from the shocked girl in front of me and take a sip of my drink before replying, "Girl! Who had been saying that?" I feign confusion.
"Oh my goodness Syd I can't believe it. Last time we talked at your house in Leicester, you were nowhere near that point in your relationship. Guess the distance really does make a difference," she shrugs with a look of satisfaction on her face.
When Selena came with Joe to my housewarming party, I was waved and was spilling my guts to her and Paige about Trent and I. I'm just glad I could trust her, but she was already cool with Paige, so she's already a friend in my book. I can already tell we're going to be close.
"Thank God," she continues, "I couldn't bear to see someone screw up Trent in his first proper relationship."
"Yeah, after what I went through, I'm not in the business of breaking hearts or wasting his time," I sigh, my mind now shifted to the court case against Travis and the Chiefs.
"Oh my goodness babes, what's happening with that? I was in complete shock when I saw you up there on the tv," she gives me a worried look.
"You know, the usual stalling tactics and damage control. I just can't wait until it's over with so the press can leave me alone. Trent always keeps my mind off of it though, helping me get through it with someone by my side, you know?" I smile at the thought of my man.
"Awww, you two are definitely my second favorite couple, after Joe and I, of course," we both burst into laughter.
"I appreciate that babes, is the match starting soon? We should get back before his parents think I'm hiding...again," I neck my drink before we return to our seats.
"Oof, momsy? Good luck with that Syd, I know the nerves for the first meet up all too well!" she encourages before taking her seat.
I just need to survive ninety minutes with Trent's family and not make myself look bad, this couldn't be too bad.
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See, I talk too damn much.
This Everton match is too much for an overprotective girlfriend and trainer. Being next to Marcel isn't much help either, he gets just as amped up as I do.
"Get your mitts off of hiโwhere's the foul ref?" I shout at the top of my lungs. Instead of doing his job, the ref decides to give Trent a yellow card, earning a string of French curse words from me.
Joe, Ox, Hendo, and Bobby are all on the bench right in front of me, cracking up at my outbursts.
"I don't know what she's saying, but it doesn't sound good," Joe laughs.
"It isn't," Keรฏta shakes his head, chuckling to himself.
"Is there a 'Defensive Girlfriend of the Year' Award? There needs to be some form of praise for her dedication," Ox says to the lads, loud enough for me to hear.
"Can you blame me? They're knocking him around for no reason," I roll my eyes, plopping back down into my seat. I'm the worst spectator ever, but do I give a fuck? No.
About twenty minutes into the match, Trent puts up an amazing pass and the Liverpool squad is able to convert it, putting them up 2-0, but Everton quickly retaliates with a goal of their own.
Origi scores a stunner near the half, making it 3-1 and bringing me a bit more peace before the final forty-five.
And then, right before halftime, Trent sprints down the field, passes to Manรฉ, and earns the assist as the ball flies into the back of the net.
The entire section shoots up from their seats at the play, shouting with joy.
"Let's go Trent!" I shout, banging on the barricade separating me from the field.
Liverpool pulls through with a 5-2 win at the end and I'm ecstatic. No matter how many matches I attend, every match means the world to me, the excitement never fades.
After the match, Selena, Perrie, and I are chatting.
"No but honestly love, we have to hang out together because I think outside of everything that happened in the past, we would get on very well," Perrie explains.
"Why not tonight? A little celebration triple date?" Alex asks, walking out of the dressing room with Trent, Joe, and a few other lads.
Trent comes up to me and wraps an arm around my waist and places a quick kiss on my forehead, "That sounds good to me, you down?"
"Yes! This will honestly be the only time I'll be free before the New Year anyway, plus we need to celebrate my baby's amazing assists tonight," I say, looking up at a smiling Trent.
"Honestly, I think I'm with Rhian, it was less disgusting when she ignored him," Ox winces, causing me to laugh while Trent rolls his eyes.
"She's definitely not ignoring him now..." Selena says under her breath trying to hide a cheeky smile.
"Is that right?" Joe's eyes widen as he catches on to what his partner is insinuating.
"Oh my days!" Trent shouts.
"I knew he seemed much happier today, I knew it!"Ox begins jumping up and down like a five year old.
"They'll definitely be celebrating at home then," Virgil butts in, clearly eavesdropping, "I'll take a dinner invite as well."
I look up at Trent with my cheeks turning red, "Can I crawl into a hole and die now?"
"Only if you take me with you," he laughs.
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We end up going to a nice sushi restaurant after the girls bully the lads into it.
"I can't believe we're eating what you want to celebrate my game," Trent rolls his eyes playfully as we pull up to the valet line.
I lean over the center console so that I'm looking him directly in the eyes, "I'll make up for it when we get home," I say with a straight face.
I close the inch-wide gap between our lips and bite his bottom lip as I pull away.
"I think we should get sushi all the time then," Trent says with a dumbstruck look on his face.
I might've made it this far with my virginity, but now that it's gone, I hope he's ready to handle five years of pent up energy.
We get out of my car and I hand the valet my keys.
"Babylove, can you take a picture of me real quick?" I hand him my phone.
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sydsterling
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"There they are!" Virgil shouts across the table.
"Oui, c'est nous!" (Yes, it's us!) I reply, matching his excitement.
"Spreek jij ook nederlands?" (Do you speak Dutch as well?)van Dijk asks.
"Ja, een klein beetje" (Yes, a little bit) I reply, shocking the table.
"Perfect! Nu kunnen we je vlak voor zijn neus naar Trent vragen! Ik ben trouwens Rike," (Perfect! Now we can ask you about Trent right in front of him! I'm Rike by the way) the blonde next to him states, and I laugh.
I go to hug her, "Nice to meet you Rike, I'm Sydney."
"Now you can curse on the sideline in Dutch too!" Alex jokes as Trent and I take our seats across from him and Perrie, in between the van Dijks and Gomez's.
I roll my eyes at Ox.
"You were cursing on the sideline next to my mother?" Trent turns to me with a look of simultaneous concern and shock.
"It was in French, so it's fine...unless she knows French," I say sheepishly, the table laughs.
"She doesn't, you're in the clear," he laughs, kissing me on the cheek, "I'm sure you were great and she'll definitely tell me what she thinks next time I talk to her."
The waiter comes and takes everyone's order.
"Trent, I thought you said earlier you don't like sushi?" Joe asks, clearly referring to Trent's comment on my most recent Instagram post.
Trent scoffs, "I don't."
"Whipped are we?" Ox teases.
"Last time I checked mate, all four of us," he points to the three other males at the table, "hate sushi, yet here we all are."
All the girls laugh at their significant others.
"The power we have," Perrie winks across the table.
I stick my tongue out at Trent in response, who rolls his eyes at me playfully, and places his hand on my thigh under the table.
He leans over to whisper in my ear, "I run things in the bedroom, you can run things everywhere else," and kisses me on the neck.
I smile at my boyfriend, "I think I can work with that."
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It's after dinner and Trent and I are at my apartment and let's just say Trent got what he was owed.
We're currently cuddled up talking about our schedules for the next few days.
"I'm just sad babe, I'll barely get to see you before January," I pout in the dim light coming from my LEDs that line the room.
"It's okay, we'll just have to make the best of it then," he gives a small smile as I trace his jaw with my fingers.
"Okay," I huff, "are you still able to come to Raz's party Thursday night? The only thing is we won't be able to ride together because I'm sure the paps will still be camped outside of his house," I roll my eyes.
"You've gotta forget about them," he insists.
"I know, I will, but for right now I just want to avoid giving them another reason to write about me."
"I know, don't worry about it, I'll be there," he reassures me.
My face lights up, "Yay!" I sit up and do a little dance, causing Trent to laugh.
He sits up and reaches behind my neck, pulling me into a passionate kiss.
"I love you," Trent says in between kisses.
See, here he goes again.
"I love you too."
Now who the fuck authorized that?
A/n Yeah idk who okayed the whole love ting, but it wasn't me! Syd needs to slow down, I don't know what's taken over her!!
Do y'all think Trent's family likes Sydney? I low-key can't tell.
Thanks for being patient with the updates! Vote, comment, and I'll see y'all soon! ;)