<*Yk, it feels good to be back, but yk what'd be better, making this fic even more famous than it is rn, so to put it on the map, I need reviews, ik the updates were slow but things are gonna look up from now, trust me, and if you do leave reviews, i will make a lemon at some point 😏😜*>
I woke up with a start and was made painstakingly aware of the sweat sticking to my forehead. My heartbeat was fast, but the memories of whatever the nightmare I had was were gone and a rush of energy propelled me out of bed and into the bathroom, where I was reminded that when I live in Stoke, I live in the family house, which means "don't take too long in the toilet or you'll get a spanking!"
I pulled on a pair of shorts, a hoodie and trainers before running out of the house at about 6am, only other person awake was my dad who got up early hearing me jostle around, I ran hard and fast, getting my heart rate up, and my body warmed up before I hit the gym. The JD gyms near me wasn't all that crowded in the morning and no one there (like 2 people) didn't recognise me, or just didn't really give a...
I put on some Netflix on my phone, put my headphones in and started working on the lateral raise, and then the pull down, warming up my arms before doing some light benching, around the 90kg range.
I hit my back, chest and arms and left the gym with beads of sweat running down my face and body, the run back home was almost refreshing as the cold air rushed into my face, it was about 9 am now, and the traffic had just about picked up, but by the time I reached my house, the school morning bedlam had finished and the roads were somewhat peaceful again.
"MUM! Im back!"
"OKAY! I'VE MADE YOU A CUPPA!" my mum made fun of my enthusiasm as I sat down to drink the tea with a smile on my face.
"How was gym?" My dad walked in and instantly asked...
"Alright, although you should come with me sometime, you look like you need it dad!" I chuckled as he pretended to take offence.
"I was better looking than you, when I was in my prime."
"Sure dad, sure"
I finished up the cuppa and went to shower, opening the door to see my brother with a razor, shaving his face. I laughed out loud and doubled over as he realised I was there, "You! You think you have enough hair to shave? AHAHAHAAHAHAHA"
"Oh shut up," he stormed out of the bathroom, perhaps to go to the other one...
I let the warm shower water run and cleaned myself off before heading down for breakfast, picking up the newspaper which was just delivered to the front road. I flicked past the ghastly deaths and depressing politics to the sport news, only to see my face plastered on it, with a logo of the club that I agreed to sign with, the paper doesn't know that I've decided to sign or anything, but it was reporting the rumour that I could potentially join this club. The headline read...
"Adrian Randin to A____ _____, here we go?"
I chuckled as I set the paper aside and walked into the kitchen, making a plate of avocado toast and bacon, I sat down at the table where my dad was reading the paper i swt down, also chuckling whilst eating toast and drinking coffee, my mother was scrolling her phone and sipping tea, with a few crumpets in front of her, but my brother utterly disappointed me, a steaming pile of cereal in a bowl, sitting in front of him.
"Why did I even vouch for you," I muttered under my breath.
He picked up on it, despite being buried in his phone, "what was that?"
"I said you ungrateful brat, that I specifically got you a place in the A____ _____ academy, so that you could move with me, but if you're gonna make shitty life choices, I can get them to revoke it."
"Fine..."
He trudged to the kitchen and grumbled a bit before coming back with fruit bran cornflakes instead, I shot him a smile, which he responded to, with a angry glare.
"Will living with you always be this annoying."
"Liam, I solemnly swear, it'll be even worse than it is now!"
---A Couple Hours Later---
After playing FIFA with my brother for a while and chilling, I walked into my dad's study where he was focusing intently on his laptop.
"Ah, Adri, the contracts here, I just read it through, two year contract, 50k like we agreed, no clauses we haven't agreed to, everything's clean, and even better, I just printed it..." he handed me piece of paper, the contract, and a pen, showing me the dotted line, on which I signed with hesitation, fear and regrets is something I never want to feel again.
Adrian Randin to _____ _____ here we go!
(Yk what, i wont be a dick, ill tell ya)
Adrian Randin to Aston Villa, HERE WE GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I was in the G wagon, cruising down the M6 at seventy, this time in the passenger seat was my annoying ahh brother, who sat on his phone and offered barely any conversation, his things sitting in the boot of my SUV. He'd be moving with me to Aston, Birmingham so that he can develop at the Villa academy while I play first team football, hopefully.
The first stop for us however, was Manchester, I still had to clear out my apartment, it came furnished so I can't take furniture, but I still have clothes and items to pack up and take to Birmingham. And maybe, to see Nell, who left me high and excited yesterday night, with the whole sudden "I love you."
We finished up at my apartment pretty quickly and when I handed the key to the owner and drove to Nell's house, I was visibly quite nervous and my usually distracted brother told me i looked mortified, I told him to shut up and as we pulled in I noticed a shadow of a woman move in the apartment... Nell's probably just got back from training, it was around six pm.
I parked the car and went up with my brother, I knocked on the door and waited for her to open up, soon there was a click and squeak as the door opened and Nell stood in the doorway, a retro united shirt hanging off her frame, tucked into short denim shorts.
I fidgeted a bit as she looked me up and down before jumping into my arms. I buried my face in the crook of her neck and when I looked up I saw my brother making gagging faces, I stuck my tongue out at him before kissing Nell, her soft blonde hair, my hand running through it, and the other one resting on the arch of her back, as she leaned up to meet my kiss with equal passion.
"I should still be pissed at you you know?" she pouted as I pulled back slightly.
"I'm sorry..." I apologised sincerely.
"Do you even know what your apologising for stupid!" she playfully smacked my arm.
"What did I do then?" I asked stupidly.
She made a miserable pout before saying, "You just left to Stoke without telling me you... you meanie."
I chuckled before moving inside and hugging her.
My brother slept in a spare room as we spent the night at Nell's, and I promise you, we tried to let the neighbours sleep, but I'm not sure how much progress we made in that department 🫡😉😜😏