Kelly was heading to Kiev to report on the Euros. She was actually excited. She was also cocky about it. The day before she was in work, getting jealous looks from everyone. Claire was a particular colleague who looked furious that Kelly was going. Kelly did her best to rub it in, as much as possible. She knew she was being annoying when she told Claire over and over again that she was leaving early to pack for the trip.
Of course no one knows about her secret affairs with Andy Carroll. But she knew it didn’t need to be known to everyone until she knew that it was going to become serious. But the past weeks she has had an amazing time with him. His guard is finally down all the way and he treats her as if she is equal. Kelly has grown to like him, probably more than she should. And she had the feeling that Andy was one of those boys that parents all warn their daughter's about.
The football squad was already in kiev to train and get a feel of the stadium they’ll be playing in. Kelly handed her ticket to the hostess. The hostess said the usual have a nice flight. Kelly felt all giddy as she walked to the plane, to sit in her 1st class seat. She had only sat on a plane to and from New Zealand but that was in 3rd class. When her boss told her she would be flying in first class she though he was messing with her mind, but there she was, on first class.
As Kelly lowered herself on the lush leather seat she uncharacteristically squealed quietly. All of the other passengers turned and gave her a strange look. But she didn’t care, she was in first class where the wine was actually served in wine glasses, not plastic cups.
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Kelly hoped the hotel she was staying in wouldn’t damper the mood she was in. After flying first class sipping the most expensive wine she found on the menu, she hoped the hotel would be just as luxurious. It was apparently the same as where the England team were staying, it was set up that way to make her job easier.
But as she arrived at the hotel by her already paid for driver she felt her mood enlighten more.She thanked him as her rushed out to help her out of the car. Kelly admired the hotel with awe her eyes fell on the England squad arriving back from their welcoming gala. They emerged from their black England bus, chatting and talking as if they didn’t play on opposing teams most of the time.
The driver placed her suitcase by her feet and Kelly picked it up, thanking the driver one last time. She smiled widely as she approached the hotel, her happiness being too uncontrollable. She saw Jordan step out of the bus and Kelly picked up her pace. It had been ages since she last saw him.
“Jordan!!” She yelled.
He turned around and Kelly hugged him. “How have you been?” She asked.
“Nervous, truthfully.” He replied sheepishly.
They got talking right there outside the hotel that she was too busy to notice her boyfriend saunter past, looking a little pissed off that he didn’t even get an acknowledgement. Jordan took Kelly’s heavy suitcase from her and he followed her to the check in desk and to her room. The lift music was the same as it was in England. Awkward and upbeat.
“Why is it that when you get somewhere you always go for the top fuckin’ floor?” Jordan asked.
“I just like them. I like big sceneries. And I didn’t book this my boss did.” She laughed.
“Well he must really like you to get you the luxury suite.” Jordan said in a posh voice.
“Luxury suite?!” Kelly replied.
Jordan nodded and indicated to the key the receptionist had given her. on the left side of the lift doors was a load of numbers and emergency buttons. Then there was a key hole. She nervously put the key in and turned it. And the lift started to go up. When the lift had stopped, there was a ding and the doors slide open. Her and Jordan walked into the suite completely in awe. Kelly more that Jordan.
“Shit.” Kelly squeaked.
“I’d ask to swap with you, but I’m rooming with Andy.” Jordan sighed.
Kelly’s head snapped in his direction. “Andy?”
“Yes, Andy. I got a choice between him and John Terry. Who would you chose?”
Kelly pretended to think it over. “Well I’m not ready to be a mum so...”
Jordan laughed and shook his head. “I’m really not supposed to laugh at that seeing as though I’m playin’ alongside him now.”
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Jordan left and Kelly was unpacking. On her bed was a menu for room service and Kelly loved the thought of being waited on. She kept eyeballing her spa, still a little shocked that her boss got her the luxury suite. She was expecting at any minute for the receptionist to walk in and tell her there has been a mix up and that this room is intended for David and Victoria Beckham. In all honesty, that wouldn’t surprise her.
Halfway through she heard a buzz coming from the entry of the room. She saw a little speaker. next to the speaker was two buttons, a big red round one that said ‘open’ and a small green one that said ‘talk’. The light kept flashing and she cautiously pressed the green button.
“Hello..?” She asked a little unsure.
“It’s me.”
Kelly smirked. “Wassap, me.”
Andy sighed and Kelly pressed the red button, letting go of the green one. Soon enough the lift doors opened and he walked in, taking in the suite.
“Why hello there.” Kelly greeted.
Andy turned and she took him in. Gorgeous navy blue blazer and trousers, with a white shirt and a striped tie. Kelly had a strange urge to just pounce on him right then. But she settled for a hug. Every time she hugged him, she would barely touch the floor. But she didn’t feel like caring that much in his arms, the nice get up, the intoxicating cologne and the expensive champagne on the plane.
“Do you have training this afternoon?” She said into his shoulder.
“No. Tomorrow.”
“Good, ‘coz I wasn’t planning on letting go.”
