Chapter Twenty Two

She's definitely just with Mason for his money.

I didn't think Mason was into big girls like that.

I'm hoping it's just a picture and a hook-up at most.

Bet she doesn't even know what football is.

She needs to start working out and eating right those bumps on her face aren't doing her anything.

My phone had started to fill with notification after notification, and there were good little comments but most of them since finding out I was the girl in the picture were mostly hate, I had bad skin, I was overweight, he was out of my league. it was awful, I had spent most of my day in my bed just wallowing over by myself.

"Are you going to get up? your washing isn't going to wash itself anymore and this room smells and so do you" Thor barged into the room with a full hazard suit on, a pair of washing-up gloves and scrubs on his feet, I looked over at him and signed "I am very comfy in this state I am in now, seen as I am fat and useless I might as well show it" I said as he rolled his eyes pulling back my covers and chucking a buckled of cold water over me.

"What in the living christ was that for!" I shot up and exited my bed standing up dreaded from head to toe in cold water, he looked over at me and smirked with pure evil intent, "that was to wake you up and out of bed and to refresh your mind and body" he said as he yanked me to the bathroom pushing me in and closing the door, two seconds later he opened the door just enough to stick his hand through and give me a pair change of clothes and underwear.

"I don't even wanna know where you got my underwear from" I stated as I could feel him roll his eyes "good" he whispered barely audible and that was the last I saw and heard of Thor for the rest of the day.

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I spent most of my day in the living room due to Thor locking my bedroom and taking the key with him to wherever he had gone to, I mean it's Saturday so maybe he was at a friend's house, or watching football, or working a shift who the hell knew...not me!

I avoided going on my phone because all I was ever faced with was the mean keyboard warriors who had started to attack every inch of my life, I knew it was going to be bad but you never know to what extent and to top it all off I hadn't heard from Mason or Jasmine since the news broke out, I wanted to believe it was down to the training and matches he was recently doing (I was watching him play while mopping) or maybe something important family-wise came up that's why both weren't speaking to me.

After spending a while at home on my own I heard the door open and a shuffle of feet keys making noise and then a human presence standing behind the sofa I was spread out eagle style on, I was wearing some oversized tracksuits, I wish I could say Masons but I am actually bigger than Mason...Size 16 stand up! but nevertheless, they were comfy tracksuits and I was wearing a basic top, or in my instance a crop top that would have been a top if I didn't have big ole yiddies making the top smaller than it actually is.

"very attractive" the voice spoke out into the silence, I looked up and there he was the man that had ghosted me for a day or two, the legend himself, Thor's Idol and my supposed-to-be boyfriend Mason Mount.

I quickly fix my position on the sofa sitting up as he walked around and slouched onto the sofa leaning on one of the armrests "how did you get a key?" I asked straight off the bat, that wasn't something I had given him and I wasn't going to because who the hell gives their boyfriend a key to their gaff? not me.

he let out a chuckle and I frowned, the only person that would give him a key is Thor unless he had amazing lockpicking skills but I did hear keys jiggle so Thor must have given him his set of keys, "don't answer that, I have worked it out in my head, why are you here?" I asked anger evident in my tone of voice, he hadn't bothered to visit and check up before so why now? what? because it's getting worse.

"I wanted to check up on you and how you are doing with all the media and fan attention now. I have seen the comments and how people are reacting and I honestly think it's disgusting, those people that are saying those things aren't my true fans, they don't love me for me and support me, they support me when it benefits them" he said as my anger and my worries completely vanished, it was like he had taken a plaster and covered my bleeding cut, I know it was only words and temporary but it was the kind of words I needed.

"Thank you, I wish you had come sooner, I haven't been to work because I am scared that if I get papped again it'll get worse, I am worried that no matter what I do they won't like me and you together, you and I both know how racism works and well that is the main thing they'll eat up," I said as he nodded with sadness painted all over his face, he scooted over towards me and wrapped an arm around me pulling me into his chest, he placed a kiss on the top of my head and whispered "they don't know about the things we do, they are just jealous of us and our happiness" I pulled away and frowned at him rolling my eyes "did you just quote one direction in a heart to heart" he smiled as I playfully hit his chest, he grabbed the hand that hit his chest holding into his chest and looking into my soul with those brown eyes that I so loved.

"Beyond all the funny, I really like you and I want us to be together in real life and not hide and maybe this is a blessing in disguise, but maybe it's not and you are worth being a baller's secret?"

"A Ballers secret?".