Unhappy

“Paris, Paris, any comment on the latest on Nathan injury.”

“Paris has Nathan said when he’ll be returning to the game?”

“Paris how’s Nathan feeling about his teams win?”

These were just some of the questions I was asked by the paparazzi, they have been following me for 6 days now, too say I was frustrated was an understatement. I couldn’t even run to the shops because everything took triple the time.
I wish I could just yell the answers at them but instead
I was told by Nathans new PR team that I’m supposed to say nothing. Becky – the main member of the new PR team- has been less then pleasant towards me, yet another thing to deal with. Nathan constant bad mood hasn’t left him yet, I feel so sympathetic to his situation but his been a big asshole especially to me.

“Nathan?” I called from his front door as I let myself in.

He didn’t reply so I just followed the laughing coming from his room, I dumped my stuff in the kitchen and noticed Becky’s handbag sitting on the counter.

“Hey.” I said standing in the doorway taking in the sight before me.

“Hi.” Nathan said briefly looking up from his computer screen where Becky was sitting on his bed next to him looking intently at the screen. Ok call my crazy, call me jealous, but this bitch was sitting on my boyfriend’s bed looking awfully cosy with him, I was less than impressed.

“What’s going on here?” I asked trying to play cool.

“...just watching this youtube clip.” Becky answered sourly, like she wasn’t happy that I was interrupting their ‘moment’.

“Oh cool.” I replied.

“Babe shhhh, we’re almost done.” Nathan said Becky looked oddly proud.

I was fuming my blood was boiling it took everything I had to not run over and step on both of their faces.

“Sorry Nathan, how rude am I being right now?” I said sarcastically walking out of his room.

Nathan sighed and a little smile danced across Becky’s face.

I walked into the kitchen and started putting away the food, about 6 minutes later Becky emerged from his room, and Nathan followed with his crutches soon after.

“Alright well I’ll see you later Nathan, remember you have your final x-rays on Tuesday, will work on getting keeping the photographers away, and if it’s good news -which it will be- we can have a quick press conference on the steps of the hospital.” She said.

“Sounds great Becky thanks heaps for all the support you’ve given me the last 6 weeks.” He said nicely.

“No worries Nate, you’ve been my favourite client.” She winked.
I couldn’t help it my heart was beating uncontrollably fast and before I knew it tears stung my eyes, I quickly turned around and faced the sink, taking a big gulp of water.

“Bye Paris.” I heard Becky calling from the front door.

“Cya.” I replied.

Normal...?

The next few weeks were hard; Nathan was rarely out of his mood and constantly feeling sorry for himself. Danny had been spending more time with Georgie and more time training, the whole team has had to pick up the training and game preparations since Nathans out, they brought someone from the bench up, Nathan definitely didn’t approve of his replacement. Tonight was the first time I’d been at home and was looking forward to a good chat to Georgie about her situation with Danny.

“Hello pretty lady.” I said when Georgie came home; I was in the kitchen cooking some healthy meals to freeze for Nathan.

“HEY, your home tonight!” Georgie said excitedly.

“Yessss I am.” I said walking over to her and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“What you making?” She said looking over the food I’d made.

“Just some food for Nathan.”

“Oh ok how’s he doing?”

“Umm his ok, just feeling sorry for himself, I just needed a break for a bit, I’ll probably go back later.” I said.

“If you need me to do anything, help you out, help him out whatever, just let me know.” She said thoughtfully.

“I will thanks, anyway enough about Nathan, you and Danny what’s going on there?” I asked fascinated.

“Well I guess where kind of seeing each other...we haven’t talked about anything official yet, but over the last few weeks we’ve been going out and stuff.” She smiled.

“Oh really? And stuff? What kind of stuff?” I said with a wink, I was very interested in other peoples sex lives, mainly cause Nathan and I haven’t touched each other in nearly a month since his injury.

“Ha ha, no sexy time yet, well almost but things weren’t quite working the way they were supposed to...” She said and went bright red.

“Oh he couldn’t?” I asked being extremely nosey.
She cleared her throat before continuing, “No we were both ready it’s just we were being really awkward about it and things weren’t coming off properly, and then he freaked about having sex with his friends sister...and that was about 2 hours ago.” Georgie said going redder then I have I’ve ever seen.

“Shit Georgie, I’m sorry that sucks...” I said sympathetically.

“Eh as long as he can get over it I don’t care, I like him a lot.” She smiled.

“Good attitude...alright I better go see your idiot brother.” I said getting up.

“At least he only has two more weeks in the cast.” She said supportively.

“True, then the training starts.” I said with a tight smile.

“Yep, then you’ll have Nathan back.” She smiled and started day dreaming.

Yep, not long until Nathan is himself again...

Broken Bones

By Friday all my emotions were at boiling point, I felt excited that about representing the magazine, I felt fear for not representing it properly and I felt guilt for not being there for Nate when he needed me. Nate was cool about it but I don’t know I just felt like I was letting him down...Anyway Zoe’s been good on the nerve front as well; we’ve been practicing things to say and what to keep under our hats.

Zoe and I borrowed the dresses from The Fashion Cupboard; mine was this pale pink short dress while Zoe opted for a yellow maxi dress, we both wore heels, usually I don’t like maxi’s and heels but she looked beautiful. I kept my hair simple and chose a natural wavy look (that took about an hour to achieve) I also kept my make-up natural. Zoe’s hair was dead straight and she did a really subtle colour of eye shadow.

“You look sexy lady.” I said when Zoe walked up and planted a kiss on my cheek.

“Thank you, you’re not so bad yourself.” Zoe said with a wink.

We walked onto the boat showing our press passes and gliding past, I felt so important...

The event was a success we were both on point and shared information we could and played coy to info we chose to not divulge, generally we made a really good impression, some girls there were beyond drunk it was just embarrassing to watch.

My night was going well so I made a quick trip to the bathroom to check on the score on the game Eagles game, but my phone couldn’t get any signal on my phone so I had to wait until I got back to dry land, boo.

Anyhow we docked around 11pm, Zoe was giving me a lift home as soon as we got in the car my phone started beeping, I had 23 missed calls and 9 messages to say I was concerned was an understatement. I called Danny first seeing as he was the only familiar number that had called me.

“Paris, hey.”Danny answered.

“Hey what the hell’s going on?” I asked quickly.

“uh Paris its nothing really...uh Nathan, he broke his knee.” Danny said quietly.

“What?”

“He got tackled when he was getting a mark, completely illegal by the way, and he landed on his left knee.” Danny said hurrying through the story.

“Oh fuck, where is he? Is he alright?”

“Umm his on his way home from the hospital now, and I haven’t seen him, I’m guessing his not gonna be great P.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck....Ok, I’ll be there ASAP.” I said hanging up and briefly explaining the situation to Zoe.

I beat Nathan home but only just, Georgie and Danny were already there, so was a representative from the club and Lesley seemed to have made the trip up from the beach and it looked like she sped her way here.

“Oh Paris your here.” Lesley said looking relieved.

“Yeah, where is he?” I asked.

“His here.” Nathan said his voice coming from his entrance.

People immediately began fawning over him he looked more pained by this then his actual broken knee which had a cast on it, poor Nate. He didn’t even get a chance to relax, suddenly it was crisis meeting time, his manager and the coach were talking strategies, he’d be off his leg for 7 weeks, which was 6 games because they had a bi one week, it doesnt sound like a lot but but by the time he got back to playing and training to be fit enough again, it would be finales time and the eagles would have to get there without Nathan, which lots of people had doubts about. Nathan was extremely unhappy, and everyone was being so insensitive, it’s like they forgot he was a person for a minute and only remembered the brand, which to me is the pretty damn heartbreaking.

Sigh, I’ll post again tomorrow, I have to go take care of my boyfriend, seeing as no one else is planning on actually doing it.