Authors Note:

I have a feeling you guys are going to like this chapter, it was personally my favourite to write. Don't forget to review and let me know what you think so far.

Also to all my american readers, a WAG stands for 'wives and girlfriends'.

Urban Dictionary Definition -

A collective acronym for the Wives and Girlfriends of the England World Cup Squad.

If you have any more questions don't hesitate to ask.

Enjoy.

Chapter Four

"Omg they're walking on. Omg, lord help me, Bella can you see them?"

"A little yeah."

They walk out in threes towards the reporters and photographers in front of us while the national anthem plays through the scattered speakers. Some sit down and get interviewed, some go to speak to their family and friends and others start stretching... With their shirts off.

Well hello there.

I watch as a tall man with dark copper brown hair takes off his shirt to start doing press ups on the field. His back is to me but wow, what a back it is.

I'm a sucker for a tall guy and he looks to be around 6'3. Even if he's butt ugly there's no doubt in my mind that he'll be my favourite player as of now.

He turns around to work the crowd behind me and I gasp out loud.

"I take it you're looking at the captain of the England team, captain of my wet dreams. God just look at him, there is way too much perfection going on there."

I can't seem to take my eyes off of him so Alice has no reason to tell me to 'look at him' I'm doing that just fine. I know my mouth is wide open and that I'm probably drooling, but all that registers in my mind is that this fine specimen of a man standing less than twelve metres away from me, is Edward. Edward from the club.

How did I not recognise him? But then again why would I? I don't follow football, I can't even name a football player, well I know about David Beckham, but that's only because I've seen the movie 'Bend it Like Beckham' a million and one times.

My constant staring must have burnt a hole in his chest because his eyes move from behind me to my face. I look down and pretend to focus on my legs, my shorts, my feet, anything but him.

There's no way he'd be able to see me from here, let alone recognise me. I silently thanked my instincts to wear sunglasses today.

"Why the fuck is Edward Masen walking upto us? Bella, look up, omg he's looking at you! Isabella Marie Swan you better answer me ri-."

"You just can't seem to stay away can you?"

Fuck me, he's standing right infront of me.

What do I do? What do I do? Don't look up.

Maybe I could just pretend I'm someone else and say he has the wrong person.

"Bella, honey, this young man is speaking to you."

There goes that plan, thanks a bunch Carlisle.

I look at Alice, hoping she'll somehow save me but her gaze is fixed on Edwards body. Traitor.

"I'm sorry!" I don't know why I apologise, but I feel like it's necessary.

God, I probably look like some sort of stalkerish fan.

"Don't apologise, I like being chased."

"No, you have this all wrong, I didn't know you were a uh-."

He laughs loud and I notice that everyone has their eyes on us. Reporters are close, listening in on our conversation and people are already snapping pictures.

Within minutes my face will be plastered all over the internet.

Or maybe this looks like a normal, civil conversation between a football player and a football watcher, right? Right? Na, I didn't think so either.

"Please, just go." He senses the desperation in my voice but his smile never falters. If anything it looks like it expands a little.

"You want me to leave my own game?"

"No, no! I didn't mean it like that, it's just that people are staring, please."

He looks around at the stares and makes a big point of acknowledging them all watching us.

"You want me to leave because people are staring at you?"

Thank God, maybe he gets it after all.

"Yes!"

"What makes you think they'll stop staring if I leave?"

"Well because you're the uh-"

"The what?"

He's face is bent towards mine, he seems to be inching closer to me and my brain is going crazy. Along with my heart and my vagina.

I feel myself start to sweat under his gaze. I look away but I'm faced with intrigued stares instead which makes me feel ten times worse.

"The uh-"

My mind has gone blank, I literally can't even form a sentence right now.

"I'm the what Isabella?"

"The captain of my wet dreams."

He bursts out laughing and it sends shivers down my spine. I look to Alice who's staring at me wide-eyed, with her mouth hanging open.

Why is she looking at me li-

"Oh my God no! I didn't mean me, I meant her!" I point at Alice who becomes even more wide-eyed.

Ground, please swallow me up.

"Bella!" Alice screams at me.

"I-i, that came out all wrong, I meant captain of the England team, not the uh- other thing."

"Right, sure you didn't. Wow, I didn't realise you were so affected by our kiss."

"Could you please keep your voice down! And I wasn't affected by it, what I said was just a slip of the tongu- fuck! I really need to shut my mouth."

"I think it was a little more than a slip of the tongue."

"Just go please, you're causing a scene."

I'm desperate now. The thought of my picture being spread over the internet makes me feel faint. I don't like this sudden attention, as much as I enjoy staring (and kissing) at this man, I need him to leave and take the unwanted attention with him.

"Ok."

He turns and walks off and I let out a sigh of relief, but he spins after taking a few steps and walks back towards me.

"On one condition, you go out on a date with me."

"A date? What? No, I'm not going on a date with you!"

"Why not? You afraid it won't live upto the standard of your dreams? I assure you it will Isabella."

"Stop calling me that!"

"Isabella? But that's your name isn't it?"

He feigns a look of confusion but I realise he's playing with me when he starts to smirk.

"Yeah it is, listen I have a boyfriend so this isn't going to work." I wave my hands in between us to emphasise my meaning of 'this'.

"A boyfriend?! And you didn't think to tell your bestfriend?"

I look to Alice who's just as shocked as Edward.

"Looks like Isabella is telling lies." His voice is playful but wary.

I try to telepathically tell her with my eyes to play along with my plan but she doesn't seem to catch on.

"Ok, fine. There's no boyfriend."

I tell myself it's nothing but I can't help but watch as the relief fades from Edwards face.

"How about we make a deal? If England win the game tonight, you go on a date with me. If we lose, I'll leave you alone."

I look behind him as his teammates usher for him to get back on the field, apparently we're holding everyone up.

The deal seems fair enough, it is, at the end of the day all up to a chance. Plus, what would be so bad about going on one date?

He'd realise how boring and plain I am and then let me get back to my life. It'd be fine. It's not like he's going to fall in love with me.

"Ok fine, you're on, please just go now."

He bends down towards my cheek as if to give me a kiss, but instead he turns his face and his lips land on mine. It's a fast, hard kiss so once I'm over the initial shock he's already pulled away.

"What the hell was that for?!"

"What do you mean? That's how I seal all my deals."

And with that he turns to walk away, but not before shocking me once again.

"This ones for you." I ignore his shout and the stares I'm getting. He obviously laps up the attention and is used to it. Whereas I'm not.

I look around as people whisper and point at me, no-one seems to be focused on the game that's about to start.

I stop myself from shivering and pull at the frayed ends of my denim shorts as the game begins. Alice is gobsmacked to the side of me. Carlisle's smiling but he's too into his game to question me.

"What the fuck was that? And do not even think about saying nothing!"

I relay the whole story to Alice, about how while she was dancing, I was kissing Edward.

"How is it possible that you're sitting on the lap of Englands captain, snogging his face off and you don't even know it?"

"You know I don't keep up with football, I have no interest in it."

"Well that's about to change now honey."

"Wait, what do you mean? No it isn't."

"Did you see his face? He wanted you in his bed which means he's winning this game, which means you'll be going on a date with him, therefore you will end up in his bed."

"Even if they do win, so what? It'll be one date nothing more, and who's to say it will end in his bed?"

"Yeah something tells me what Edward Masen wants, he gets."

"You're acting like the guy is in love with me! He just wants a quick fuck at that."

"Well why not! I definitely would not say no to that. You can have fabulous no strings attached sex before school starts. It'd be a great losing your virginity story." She whispers the last bit and I'm thankful she does.

I realise I have nothing to say back to that because Alice is right. I need to lose it one day, so why not to a guy like him, I'm pretty sure he must know how to please a woman well considering he's probably fucked half of England.

I clamp my thighs shut when I feel a tingling sensation at the remembrance of our kiss.

I get distracted by the crowd who seem to be going wild at what's happening on the pitch. I look up to see that Edward has the ball and he's going to try and score a goal. I'm riveted as I watch him pass the ball to one of his team mates and then run closer to the goal before it gets passed back to him.

He sends the ball flying towards the net and slides across the pitch as he does so.

It flies past the goalkeeper and lands in the top right corner of the net. The crowd erupts with deafening screams.

I find myself jumping up, cheering along with everyone else.

The crowd start chanting his name. 'Edward! Edward! Edward!'

He runs around and gains a few thumps on his back off his team mates. He's scored the first goal tonight, leaving England in the lead.

I watch as his eyes fall on me, I realise me standing up cheering isn't giving him the right impression so I fall back into my seat and focus my gaze on the rest of the players.

England ends up winning 2-1. Edward scores both goals and even though I'm nervous about our date now, I can't help but feel proud for our country and him.

Everyone goes crazy once the game finishes, the chanting begins once more and the players run around half naked. I get up to follow Alice out of the stadium when I feel someone pull on my arm.

"Excuse me Ms, but Mr Masen would like to see you, he asked if you could come with me."

I look over at Alice who just shrugs at me.

"Maybe he wants to go on that date now? Let me know if you need picking up. Have fun!"

I look down at my outfit and then back at the man waiting for me to follow him. Not exactly date material but at least this way I can get it over and done with.

I push through the sweaty bodies and end up following the man onto the pitch, but there's no sign of Edward anywhere. Cameras flash and people shout but I keep my gaze on the man infront of me.

"So where exactly are you taking me?"

"You'll see in a moment Ms?"

"Swan."

"Ms Swan."

We veer off towards the doors where the players came out of when the game started and end up in a long hallway with several doors either side. He knocks on one door labelled Grounds Manager.

"Ms Isabella Swan is here with me Sir."

"Come in."

I can tell it's his voice already. I start to feel nervous all of a sudden, the last time we were 'alone' I ended up on his lap kissing him.

Stay focused.

The door opens and I get ushered in. It closes behind me and I turn to see that the man has left me with Edward. Stay focused.

I'm reluctant in facing him but I know I have to do it. I brace my shoulders, lift my head up and meet his eyes.

Should not have done that.

He's still in his football kit and I can smell his sweat from here, but it isn't that nasty sweat you get from excercising, it's a manly sweat.

What the fuck am I saying? I can't be attracted to his sweat. Oh my God I'm going crazy. I'm actually loosing my mind.

"Isabella."

Ergh, stop.

"Edward. Oh wait, should I call you Mr Masen, or Sir? Maybe even Captain?"

He laughs at me while leaning against the desk in the room, arms crossed. Although his stance means business, his laugh puts me at ease.

But then I remember this man is the Captain of Englands football team and that he makes more money in a week than my whole families wages put together for life.

"Edward is just fine."

"Right, well don't you have some sort of celebratory thing that I'm keeping you from? You did just win a game, congratulations by the way. You were absolutely fantastic!"

His smile widens and I realise just how chipper I sounded.

Tone it down Bella.

"Thankyou. I'm very proud of my team, they did great, they deserve the win. Do you enjoy football?"

Say no. A football player is not going to want to date someone who dislikes his proffession.

"No. I always preferred watching swimming races, all those naked bod-"

Filter Bella, use your god damn fucking filter.

His eyes are wide but he still seems as if he's holding back. He still looks closed off, which I guess is to be expected, I'm practically a stranger to him.

"So you'd prefer it if I was naked?"

"Wait, what? No I didn't sa-"

"Oh, so my body isn't good enough for you?"

"I didn't say th-"

"So you do like my body then?"

"No, wai-"

"I know you've seen it, you couldn't keep your eyes off of me on the pitch. Do you imagine yourself touching it? Licking it? Do you fantasize about fucking me?"

What an arrogant prick.

I try to form words but my minds going at a hundred miles per hour. I can't seem to be processing anything.

"Is that it? You think about fucking me? Or is it me fucking you? Maybe you can't imagine any of that because you haven't done it before, what with you being a virgi-"

This time I'm the one cutting him off.

My hand flies from his reddening cheek to my mouth.

Shit. What the fuck did I just do?

"Oh my God. I'm so sorry!"

He stares at me, half smiling half shocked, but still calm.

Why the fuck is he calm? I just fucking slapped him!

I turn and reach for the door handle and run out of there as fast as I can, but this time I don't hear my name.

Authors Note:

Did you guys like it? This chapter was so fun to write! I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did, please review and let me know what you think, it makes my day.