Title: Soccer Six 2012
Summary: Bradley misses his family
Warnings: Not beta-ed!
Word Count: 172
Author's Notes: Couldn’t sign up for the prompt since I was away. Thanks to the mods for letting me post this anyway.
The disclaimer to this is a bit more difficult now. As you might know, I was in London at the Soccer Six to see the guys play football and got my pics and some autographs. So now I can’t say “Never met them, never talked to them.” And yes, I’m still squeeing like a squeeing thing two days later. But since I do not really KNOW Bradley, I do not know what’s going on in his mind. I do not know what was going on after they all left the pitch. I do not know if he was there with someone. I do not know if he got any calls or texts later. (But wouldn’t I wish to know?) So yeah, they played, they lost the semi final and they all were sweethearts for patiently signing stuff and smiling for pics.
Everything else in this only ever happened in my head. Which is a scary place as you know.
Bradley was really pissed. They’d lost their semi-final in the Soccer Six because of some stupid individual mistakes, some unfairness from the other team and an absolutely blind referee. Of course he congratulated the others on their win but it took him a moment to calm down and find his professional self before he could go and face the fans again. He knew that they hadn’t really come to see them play, no matter what they said.
So he put his photo face on, smiled into cameras, signed pictures and programs and just did his job.
Later, when they all had showered, got dressed and stood together to discuss the day (mostly the crazy fans), Bradley felt a pang of loneliness. Everybody was with friends or family. But the person he wanted to be with most now wasn’t there.
Just then, his mobile rang. He smiled and his bad mood vanished immediately when the display said COLS and a familiar voice asked “How did it go?” when he picked up the call.